<?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-550126643201401207</id><updated>2012-02-02T12:13:37.595+08:00</updated><category term='revelations'/><title type='text'>Aiyo...Aiyo...Aiyo...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-7328876202933659709</id><published>2010-11-01T08:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T09:11:03.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is worship.</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 20th hour, the night my final exams were completed, the ICC worship team and I were preparing for service the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We practiced two songs, trying to up our co-ordination and team-playing levels.. Trading my Sorrows and You are Good, with all the jings and jangs and flowers.. That was the plan at first, until physical fatigue set in for me, and it became a battle in my mind and a battle in my body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter was wrought with wars of attrition.. The former being an argument; was it merely a performance, practicing like this for tomorrow's stage show? Am I doing a show? What if I just scrap all the ideas I suggested, and go the way it's always been practiced, straight and simple? Was two hours of training enough to carry the song the next day? By scrapping the ideas, is it giving up and being lazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly, at wits end I was.. And then I got some ideas to finally wrap up the two songs, and spent just 10 minutes on one more.. But yet it didn't quite seem right. I said to God, "I really really need your help".. Went to bed that night just wondering what needs to be corrected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8am. Set my alarm for 7, wanting to pray, but as usual, the flesh is weak.. or was it God's decision to send me back to sleep? Woke up at 7.55, and I was nervous! What do I do, I can't go on stage like this! I could only limp over to my laptop; and started preparing. The verse of the day was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of Solomon 8:13&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to Thy voice: cause me to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;The deeper idea spoke of the putting of off our flesh to hear God's voice.. Wanting to hear His voice was one thing, actually hearing it is blissfully different. I desired to actually hear it at that moment and through the whole Sunday, but as was said, actually hearing it is different. I asked my Father that morning if He would humble me just so I can hear His voice, just so I can lead worship sincerely and to usher in the Holy Spirit who inhibits the praises of His people.. I was still at the deep end of no-wits-land.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://strictlygospel.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/worship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://strictlygospel.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/worship.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.15am. Singing those two songs felt fake indeed. It did. In my heart was, Lord how do I save this worship service.. See how much pride I had? as if it all rested on my hands. And He did the unthinkable. After the prophecy, we went into the song 'The Heart of Worship' (which was also intended for that Sunday morning, but I don't know why I chose that). It was incredible. Wow. Wow. Wow. For the first time I could actually cry my way through the song, as the congregation began to sing 'all is stripped away' 'longing just to bring something that's of worth'. Was I bringing anything meaningful and worthy enough to be sacrificed at the altar that morning? Was I just bringing a circus parade of musical talent, or a broken and contrite spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before starting the song, the prophecy over the church was re-played on Audio, and I took the opportunity to nervously share what was just interfering with my battered intellect throughout the re-play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we worship our God, we come to church on Sunday morning, and yet put on a performance the whole other 6 days. It's not like we don't struggle to worship God in truth, with our lifestyles, but everyone is guilty of putting on a show. We come to God  on Sundays singing songs with words but not with total hearts, because some of that heart has been spent putting on facade after facade; how we in our own little worlds have made worship to look the way we want it to look: All about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship, when it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we are face down.&lt;br /&gt;From Monday to Saturday, we are face up, our sin puffing us up in our own estimation. We have money in our pockets, shoes on our feet. We have friends, and a career. We have what we call, a future. We have all this, and all that, and yet we can do things like turn off the news when we don't like what we see. We avoid people who don't have money in their pockets, with bare feet, no family, no career, no future. Yea it's easy to do life when the music of everything is playing our lives into tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the music &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;does fade,&lt;/span&gt; what do we have to hide behind? No mask, no jewelery, just a layer of, nothing. And we have but no choice, other than to come to Our Maker, saying, I am not worthy, make me like one of your servants. And Dad, in His great mercy, takes us not on a guilt trip but a journey of grace. This is the journey He took me on. This is true worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img57.imageshack.us/img57/6376/crossman4tz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://img57.imageshack.us/img57/6376/crossman4tz.jpg" alt="" 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/550126643201401207-7328876202933659709?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/7328876202933659709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=7328876202933659709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7328876202933659709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7328876202933659709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-worship.html' title='This is worship.'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5430892514317396548</id><published>2010-08-22T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:24:54.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 91: Just one day later</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Isaiah 45:19&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said not unto the seed of Jacob, Seek ye Me in vain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;We may gain much solace by considering what God has not said. What He has said is inexpressibly full of comfort and delight; what He has not said is scarcely less rich in consolation. It was one of these "said nots" which preserved the kingdom of Israel in the days of Jeroboam the son of Joash, for "the Lord said not that He would blot out the name of Israel from under heaven." 2 Kings 14:27. In our text we have an assurance that God will answer prayer, because He hath "not said unto the seed of Israel, Seek ye Me in vain." You who write bitter things against yourselves should remember that, let your doubts and fears say what they will, if God has not cut you off from mercy, there is no room for despair: even the voice of conscience is of little weight if it be not seconded by the voice of God. What God has said, tremble at! But suffer not your vain imaginings to overwhelm you with despondency and sinful despair. Many timid persons have been vexed by the suspicion that there may be something in God's decree which shuts them out from hope, but here is a complete refutation to that troublesome fear, for no true seeker can be decreed to wrath. "I have not spoken in secret, in a dark place of the earth; I have not said," even in the secret of my unsearchable decree, "Seek ye Me in vain." God has clearly revealed that He will hear the prayer of those who call upon Him, and that declaration cannot be contravened. He has so firmly, so truthfully, so righteously spoken, that there can be no room for doubt. He does not reveal His mind in unintelligible words, but He speaks plainly and positively, "Ask, and ye shall receive." Believe, O trembler, this sure truth-that prayer must and shall be heard, and that never, even in the secrets of eternity, has the Lord said unto any living soul, "Seek ye Me in vain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are indeed faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/notag&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5430892514317396548?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5430892514317396548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5430892514317396548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5430892514317396548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5430892514317396548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-91-just-one-day-later_22.html' title='Day 91: Just one day later'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4953743844163440053</id><published>2010-08-22T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T09:24:53.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 91: Just one day later</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Isaiah 45:19&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said not unto the seed of Jacob, Seek ye Me in vain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;We may gain much solace by considering what God has not said. What He has said is inexpressibly full of comfort and delight; what He has not said is scarcely less rich in consolation. It was one of these "said nots" which preserved the kingdom of Israel in the days of Jeroboam the son of Joash, for "the Lord said not that He would blot out the name of Israel from under heaven." 2 Kings 14:27. In our text we have an assurance that God will answer prayer, because He hath "not said unto the seed of Israel, Seek ye Me in vain." You who write bitter things against yourselves should remember that, let your doubts and fears say what they will, if God has not cut you off from mercy, there is no room for despair: even the voice of conscience is of little weight if it be not seconded by the voice of God. What God has said, tremble at! But suffer not your vain imaginings to overwhelm you with despondency and sinful despair. Many timid persons have been vexed by the suspicion that there may be something in God's decree which shuts them out from hope, but here is a complete refutation to that troublesome fear, for no true seeker can be decreed to wrath. "I have not spoken in secret, in a dark place of the earth; I have not said," even in the secret of my unsearchable decree, "Seek ye Me in vain." God has clearly revealed that He will hear the prayer of those who call upon Him, and that declaration cannot be contravened. He has so firmly, so truthfully, so righteously spoken, that there can be no room for doubt. He does not reveal His mind in unintelligible words, but He speaks plainly and positively, "Ask, and ye shall receive." Believe, O trembler, this sure truth-that prayer must and shall be heard, and that never, even in the secrets of eternity, has the Lord said unto any living soul, "Seek ye Me in vain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Charles Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are indeed faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/notag&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4953743844163440053?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4953743844163440053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4953743844163440053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4953743844163440053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4953743844163440053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-91-just-one-day-later.html' title='Day 91: Just one day later'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5847440725328894962</id><published>2010-08-21T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:16:23.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 90</title><content type='html'>was 35 days ago. And 77 since the last related post. Yet, it seems that my expectations of a 'cure' for this 'disease' were not as I 'wanted' them to be. Ah, the ironies of living life. Not having what you want. In want of what you don't. And it's amazing how You work it all out for my good, invisible as it is to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I remember my fragility, my volatility. And after 90 days, it's as if, nothing has changed. Has it? 125 days now, I feel worse off in that I'm still the same old me. There's something wrong here, David. If you intend to change the world, how can you stay the same old side of you that's not right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, I expected some kind of impact-miracle, or at least a visible mark which I can be proud of. Yet nothing has come. Why? On the outside, things seem alright. On the inside it's not. And I'm putting it off when I should be working on it. Am I too busy to set myself straight with You? Am I spending so much time cleaning my outside and leaving the internals stained and smelled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I wasted these 125 days on myself that I have forgotten about You? I'm far from You, my Father. I need you more than ever, yet I don't have the will to push myself to draw close. Why this silence? I'm waiting for this deliverance. I'm waiting for this wind to reverse itself. I'm blind to it, I can't sense it, feel it, nothing. but I need it. I need to know it's there. At least I think so. But God, what is best for Your fame, and our closeness, let it be so.. And give me strength to play the part You have given to me. I know You'll always keep Your promises, for You can't ever not keep them. I on the other hand, am fragile and weak. See Your servant, he has but little talent, and naught but skill-less, but what little I have left, I want to give it to You. Much have I wasted on godlessness, but yet You love me and are graceful to me. How could I fathom this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much grace for much sin, and much more I love You, and give myself for You as I wait for the day which faith shall no longer be invisible, but I shall see You with clarity and behold Your awesomeness and run into Your faithful arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5847440725328894962?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5847440725328894962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5847440725328894962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5847440725328894962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5847440725328894962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-90.html' title='Day 90'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8106970493183052792</id><published>2010-08-12T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:36:12.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An impatient Patient</title><content type='html'>I'm an impatient patient. Sick and in pain, but I cant wait for healing to take it's time. Selfishly, I've looked to my own comfort all this time. Everything I have done has been for me. In this pain, I have only crafted for myself a shell called self-pity, and that the world should be fairer. But there is no unfair and unjust world from a just God. Instead of looking at me like I'm the center of my own sphere, I need to push through. Yes, I must move on and push on. Circumstances array themselves like walls, walls that seem to get bigger, but pride, it is pride that has made me smaller. So flush away my pride, and replace it with trust, Lord, to believe that You are mighty to save. I don't see things the way You do, but You already promised that it'd be for my good. And I know a good God doesn't make bad promises. I don't see the picture album of life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but life is not a snapshot, it might take a little time, but you'll see the bigger picture!&lt;br /&gt;once you feel the weight of glory&lt;br /&gt;all your pain will fade to memory&lt;br /&gt;press on and fight the good fight&lt;br /&gt;'cause the pain that you've been feeling&lt;br /&gt;is just the hurt before the healing&lt;br /&gt;is just the dawn before the morning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*words and music by Josh Wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look through a tube, but you view through the kaleidoscope of life.&lt;br /&gt;I merely tasted pain, but you have are a man acquainted with grief and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I feel high and mighty, but you command legions of angels.&lt;br /&gt;I feel ashamed and insecure, but you took the scorn when you didn't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;I read and discern in years, but you understand the universes like it's an egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, wake up, O sleeper, and see that God is sovereign. Wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8106970493183052792?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8106970493183052792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8106970493183052792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8106970493183052792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8106970493183052792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/08/impatient-patient.html' title='An impatient Patient'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5456704777203837227</id><published>2010-06-05T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T12:17:57.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 48: Glorious</title><content type='html'>Today, He has assured me a space reserved for me in heaven, in the royal orchestra in the courts of the King of all kings, who is also my ever close companion. I belong in the category of 'uncategorized worshippers', being exactly just who He made to me be, in His presence giving a totally unique form of praise, right beside all the other uncategorized worshippers, giving glory to Him in their own way. To dance and sing with this orchestra, alongside the simultaneous choir of angels and orchestra of all creation, both big and small, to displace glory to Him who deserves it in the very perfect nature that God will help me to obtain, is nothing short of what I now want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great honour and no mean feat playing beside a person of glory, the glory of an overcomer. But our King, who we play for, wears the glory of an Overcomer who vanquished all his foes, a Prince who still is undefeated to this day, an Intercessor who never has failed, and the glory of one who underwent great grief and sorrow and came out of it victorious. How much more infinite is this honour! How exceeding, this joy of playing in the courts of the King who owns the oldest kingdom, the largest kingdom, the most powerful kingdom, the kingdom of love, the kingdom which endures forever! Time is short. Eternity is long. I have decided to make every effort to worship like I'm in heaven. Not only in mere time. But in all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would delight in His glory hereafter, He must be glorious in your sight now. Is He so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5456704777203837227?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5456704777203837227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5456704777203837227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5456704777203837227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5456704777203837227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-48-glorious.html' title='Day 48: Glorious'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8545090783403659580</id><published>2010-05-25T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:10:37.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The gospel</title><content type='html'>is bold and fearless - we have to proclaim it whether men like it or not..&lt;br /&gt;is gentle - some professors are sharper than thorn-hedges.. don't be like them.&lt;br /&gt;is loving - "Love one another"&lt;br /&gt;is holy - shun not only the grosser vices, but everything which hinders perfect conformity to Christ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8545090783403659580?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8545090783403659580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8545090783403659580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8545090783403659580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8545090783403659580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/05/gospel.html' title='The gospel'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8930698164521193777</id><published>2010-05-24T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:36:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 36</title><content type='html'>Love so rich, You understand&lt;br /&gt;My poor spirit cant comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Price so great I cant repay&lt;br /&gt;Treasure that does not fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love unrivalled, love so strong&lt;br /&gt;To this delight I bring this song&lt;br /&gt;Heav'n may perish, Earth will end&lt;br /&gt;But thy great love shall always stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, not half my heart,&lt;br /&gt;A tribute to you, my every part,&lt;br /&gt;I am forever Yours.&lt;br /&gt;Because of your love&lt;br /&gt;Because of your love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8930698164521193777?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8930698164521193777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8930698164521193777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8930698164521193777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8930698164521193777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-36.html' title='Day 36'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1509192115273516618</id><published>2010-04-30T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:02:25.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12</title><content type='html'>Psalm 149:4&lt;br /&gt;The Lord taketh pleasure in His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   How comprehensive is the love of Jesus! There is no part of His people's interests which He does not consider, and there is nothing which concerns their welfare which is not important to Him. Not merely does He think of you, believer, as an immortal being, but as a mortal being too. Do not deny it or doubt it: "The very hairs of your head are all numbered." "The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in His way." It were a sad thing for us if this mantle of love did not cover all our concerns, for what mischief might be wrought to us in that part of our business which did not come under our gracious Lord's inspection! Believer, rest assured that the heart of Jesus cares about your meaner affairs. The breadth of His tender love is such that you may resort to Him in all matters; for in all your afflictions He is afflicted, and like as a father pitieth his children, so doth He pity you. The meanest interests of all His saints are all borne upon the broad bosom of the Son of God. Oh, what a heart is His, that doth not merely comprehend the persons of His people, but comprehends also the diverse and innumerable concerns of all those persons! Dost thou think, O Christian, that thou canst measure the love of Christ? Think of what His love has brought thee-justification, adoption, sanctification, eternal life! The riches of His goodness are unsearchable; thou shalt never be able to tell them out or even conceive them. Oh, the breadth of the love of Christ! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Shall such a love as this have half our hearts?&lt;/span&gt; Shall it have a cold love in return? Shall Jesus' marvellous lovingkindness and tender care meet with but faint response and tardy acknowledgment? O my soul, tune thy harp to a glad song of thanksgiving! Go to thy rest rejoicing, for thou art no desolate wanderer, but a beloved child, watched over, cared for, supplied, and defended by thy Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1509192115273516618?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1509192115273516618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1509192115273516618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1509192115273516618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1509192115273516618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-12.html' title='Day 12'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2400030420814925036</id><published>2010-04-24T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:14:43.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6: Not Everything is as it Seems</title><content type='html'>One would define his own life by the choices he has made, or more precisely, how the choices affected him and the people around him. As everyone else, I have made many wrong choices in life, but, I define it as a wrong choice. Not everybody does. Hence, not everything is as it seems. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even before making any decision, one would make assumptions, hypothesize certain things, laying out different courses of action that are considered beneficial to oneself. Yet, he cannot define the true outcome or circumstance of any action. He can only anticipate it. He cannot guarantee it. That is the future. Future is uncertainty. Future is fear inducing. The future must be controlled to the highest degree possible by that man, or he will consider himself insecure. I have learnt very recently that the future is not what it seems. Even the present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in a dilemma, in which I have to decide between two things, whereby both decisions have one common, primary goal, that is to benefit a certain someone the most. Yet, I know not the most correct, beneficial, worthwhile decision to make. And when I am in this dilemma, I am biased to a decision because I know that I will benefit as well, from that particular decision. A secondary goal, that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After gathering sufficient intelligence, data, information, one would conclude the safest decision, from a viewpoint called viewpoint A. However, not everything is as it seems. From viewpoint B, that intelligence, data, and information may or may not be wrongly interpreted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When applied in my case, my intuition may well be a misconception, or it may not. Anyway, after logically explaining everything to myself, I comfort myself by deciding on a particular course of action, action A. Suddenly, new intel comes by, I reverse my course of action. And I redefine everything, and make a new decision, course of action B. Yet again, more data comes by, and turns everything I've worked for upside down, and makes me turn it all back up, rearrange everything, and decide on a new course of action, action C. And the cycle continues for many, many, many, excruciating hours, and how many more hours must I endure? Three months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must I think so much? I do not know. Is this very important to me. An absolute yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;God, help me. I need it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2400030420814925036?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2400030420814925036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2400030420814925036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2400030420814925036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2400030420814925036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-6-not-everything-is-as-it-seems.html' title='Day 6: Not Everything is as it Seems'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6562907328978560658</id><published>2010-04-21T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:49:10.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4: I declare War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.com.com/gamespot/images/2006/047/reviews/931592_20060217_790screen006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 346px;" src="http://image.com.com/gamespot/images/2006/047/reviews/931592_20060217_790screen006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crossroadsinitiative.com/pics/Pick_up_your_Cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://www.crossroadsinitiative.com/pics/Pick_up_your_Cross.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29332"&gt;1 Samuel 17:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fight the Lord's battles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29332"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 6:10-18&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29333"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29334"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29335"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29336"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29337"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29338"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29339"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29340"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I wake up and pray that I pick up my cross, and yet, I fight my own battles, I fight battles alone. I forget to fight the Lord's battles. Battles that are bigger than mine, battles that He will surely win. Exams? Careers? Relationships? I seem to miss out on God's battle plan. While the rest of the saints are out there risking their lives for God in combat, I'm lazing around in the campsite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sigh, how much time have I wasted my life worrying about my businesses. Jesus always goes about His Father's business. So I must go about Abba's business too. Today God reminded me of His battles, against the evil one. So today I have decided to remember the Lord's battles everyday. I choose to forget my trivial, petty arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So to go to battle, I need your armor, o Lord. Help me to put on the equipment, and ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.otakuwiki.com/images/2/23/Juggernaut02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 360px;" src="http://www.otakuwiki.com/images/2/23/Juggernaut02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;myself to the battle stations. Show me to my position. Am I a frontline warrior? Am I a paramedic? Am I the support beams? Strengthen my feeble knees, afraid and weak I am. Help me Lord, to fight your battles and at the same time deal with my fleshly needs and lusts. I know that my battle gear comes with the shield of faith! You are ever in the midst of the fight, and therefore the battle is not doubtful. As the conflict rages, it is sweet satisfaction to know that You, our great Intercessor, Commander of our army, are prevalently pleading for your people. This lifetime, help me to fight your battles, your way, and by Your grace I will succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let us as saints, fight as if it all depended upon us, but let us look up and know that all depends upon Him. Onward! For the fight is not ours, but the Lord's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6562907328978560658?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6562907328978560658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6562907328978560658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6562907328978560658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6562907328978560658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-4-i-declare-war.html' title='Day 4: I declare War'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3838255742083782426</id><published>2010-04-19T12:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:58:09.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2: the power of the promise</title><content type='html'>How timely. A close friend of mine is now experiencing a somewhat similar situation.. Two days have passed, none of which have been easy. Each day has been filled with sorrow and unrest, but yet an inner peace which comes with spending daily time with you.. hearing from you and learning from you and about you.. it's true; that when I feel alone and have lost all hope, I begin to know instinctively that I am not truly alone and I have a hope which is founded upon your character called faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               And there is one greater still; a hope that comes from your spoken word, a promise... I have Your divine promise, so I can urge it with all certainty for You are true to your word. When you give a promissory note, your honour is engaged; you sign your hand, and you must discharge it when the due time comes, or else you lose credit. It has never been said of You throughout the Bible that you dishonour your bills. Your credit has never been impeached, and never shall be. You are punctual to the moment. You are never before Your time, but You are never behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Genesis 32:12&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thou saidst, I will surely do thee good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3838255742083782426?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3838255742083782426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3838255742083782426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3838255742083782426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3838255742083782426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-3-power-of-promise.html' title='Day 2: the power of the promise'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5227975748986634250</id><published>2010-04-18T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:57:32.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1: Wait</title><content type='html'>the first of many significant days. The first day of three months of waiting and seeking the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And day 1 is hardest day by far. Why does reading your word become so difficult. I can't seem to get anything in.. Music doesn't seem to work, though it usually does. All I have left is pure faith, and I realise I do not have enough. I remember I made a promise with You to go through your refining fire. And once this holy fire separates the pathetic, weak, impure faith, I believe it will yield so, so little. And yet, at least it's pure, LORD. This faith will be tested within this three months, just trusting in the one thing that you said on day zero: "Wait".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that word wasn't too difficult. Until today. The challenge is not as easy or simple, you know what I mean, Father, though I cannot share it out here. I get confused easily. My mind is torn. One corner of my mind says "maybe your heart is deceiving you. Maybe you should just let go of what's happening and move on. How do you know that this is not God". The other says: "Wait".. I DON'T KNOW!!! I DON'T KNOW!!! I DON'T KNOW!!! Help God. In this case, I'll just decide to wait. Since it is harder. Three months, LORD? I wish you could remove this cup of sorrow from me, but it seems I am going to drink it for quite some time.. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dear Father, I know not what to do. What is best? Am I deceiving myself? Let go or hold on to this current situation? I assume now, that if You do not respond, or if I do not hear, then I'll just wait. I pray only that I have made the right decision. Bless you, My Lord.  Dear Jesus, you are my shepherd, and I shall not want. You are my daily bread, you are my everything, because I have nothing left. Help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5227975748986634250?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5227975748986634250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5227975748986634250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5227975748986634250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5227975748986634250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-1.html' title='Day 1: Wait'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2160983219687633066</id><published>2010-04-16T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T13:29:04.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>would only serve to strengthen the fact that I am never truly alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2160983219687633066?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2160983219687633066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2160983219687633066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2160983219687633066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2160983219687633066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-327158763138846629</id><published>2010-04-16T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:37:08.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevertheless</title><content type='html'>Not my will but Yours be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-327158763138846629?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/327158763138846629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=327158763138846629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/327158763138846629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/327158763138846629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/nevertheless.html' title='Nevertheless'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6624914294204439584</id><published>2010-04-02T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T04:33:08.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April</title><content type='html'>The month of April, which is derived from the Latin word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aperio&lt;/span&gt; signifies to open, because the buds and blossoms are now opening, and we have arrived at the gates of the flowery year.. springtime..&lt;br /&gt;It is also the same week when our beloved Saviour was crucified. The most beautiful of all flowers, the perfect Rose of Sharon outshines and outgives; from the crimson leaves of sorrow, his blood and love flow mingled down, so that us the wildflowers surrounding Him may enjoy this supernatural grace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May us, as flowers too, allow our hearts to bud and blossom in accordance with all of nature, so that together we may give acclaim to He who is the perfect rose! It is always time to seek the Lord, let us not wait another spring season, for then the days of our youth will soon turn grey. Let us not delay, hasten, hurry, be anxious to seek Him. Bless You Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is time to seek Him." - Hosea 10:12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6624914294204439584?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6624914294204439584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6624914294204439584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6624914294204439584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6624914294204439584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/04/april.html' title='April'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1886351642326551056</id><published>2010-03-26T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:24:53.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W3!rd</title><content type='html'>Being weird has it's benefits, no doubt. Imagine if the world was filled with normal people in a normal environment. Normal being defined as non-weird. Imagine a normal probability distribution(for the maths  people), if there were no outliers, ugh! You'll NEVER, mark my words, NEVER change the world if you stay normal. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein was a weirdo. Guess what, he changed the world!&lt;br /&gt;Isaac Newton too. Guess what, he changed the world!&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that Jesus too is.. The hated ones were His friends, and the desert was his bed. He was despised, never truly loved; all the affection in the world for Him was because they wanted something, and then.. they crucified Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must be weird; there is no other way. No turning back. I must be hated by the world as it is, despised, never loved; and then crucified for Him on the cross He has provided for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have decided, to follow Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one go with me, still I will follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The cross before me, the world behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No turning back, no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1886351642326551056?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1886351642326551056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1886351642326551056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1886351642326551056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1886351642326551056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/03/w3rd.html' title='W3!rd'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5286724276095077150</id><published>2010-03-26T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:13:45.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traitor. Deceiver. Betrayer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Luke 22:48&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Betrayest thou the Son of Man with a kiss?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The kisses of an enemy are deceitful." Let me be on my guard when the world puts on a loving face, for it will, if possible, betray me as it did my Master, with a kiss. Whenever a man is about to stab religion, he usually professes very great reverence for it. Let me beware of the sleek-faced hypocrisy which is armour-bearer to heresy and infidelity. Knowing the deceivableness of unrighteousness, let me be wise as a serpent to detect and avoid the designs of the enemy. The young man, void of understanding, was led astray by the kiss of the strange woman: may my soul be so graciously instructed all this day, that "the much fair speech" of the world may have no effect upon me. Holy Spirit, let me not, a poor frail son of man, be betrayed with a kiss! But what if I should be guilty of the same accursed sin as Judas, that son of perdition? I have been baptized into the name of the Lord Jesus; I am a member of His visible Church; I sit at the communion table: all these are so many kisses of my lips. AM I sincere in them? If not, I am a base traitor. Do I live in the world as carelessly as others do, and yet make a profession of being a follower of Jesus? Then I must expose religion to ridicule, and lead men to speak evil of the holy name by which I am called. Surely if I act thus inconsistently I am a Judas, and it were better for me that I had never been born. Dare I hope that I am clear in this matter? Then, O Lord, keep me so. O Lord, make me sincere and true. Preserve me from every false way. Never let me betray my Saviour. I do love Thee, Jesus, and though I often grieve Thee, yet I would desire to abide faithful even unto death. O God, forbid that I should be a high-soaring professor, and then fall at last into the lake of fire, because I betrayed my Master with a kiss.  - Charles H. Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Liar, liar make sure your pants won't catch a fire, you will soon find out that it will so be if you are careless with your heart. Get me the armour of God! Ready to the battle positions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/notag&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5286724276095077150?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5286724276095077150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5286724276095077150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5286724276095077150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5286724276095077150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/03/traitor-deceiver-betrayer.html' title='Traitor. Deceiver. Betrayer.'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8327040078412647110</id><published>2010-03-10T08:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:34:00.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abide in Me</title><content type='html'>All for Love the Father gave,&lt;br /&gt;for only Love could make a way&lt;br /&gt;All for Love, the Heavens cried&lt;br /&gt;for Love was crucified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I broken your heart&lt;br /&gt;still you forgive, if only I ask&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you heard me pray&lt;br /&gt;Draw near to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is you&lt;br /&gt;my beginning my forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sing all for Love&lt;br /&gt;I will join the angels' song&lt;br /&gt;ever holy is the Lord&lt;br /&gt;King of glory King of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I broken your heart&lt;br /&gt;still you forgive, if only I ask&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you heard me pray&lt;br /&gt;Draw near to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is you&lt;br /&gt;my beginning my forever&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for Love the Saviour prayed&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father have Your way&lt;br /&gt;though they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;let the cross draw men to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;John 15:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abide in Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Communion with Christ is a certain cure for every ill. Whether it be the wormwood of woe, or the cloying surfeit of earthly delight, close fellowship with the Lord Jesus will take bitterness from the one, and satiety from the other. Live near to Jesus, Christian, and it is matter of secondary importance whether thou livest on the mountain of honour or in the valley of humiliation. Living near to Jesus, thou art covered with the wings of God, and underneath thee are the everlasting arms. Let nothing keep thee from that hallowed intercourse, which is the choice privilege of a soul wedded to THE WELL-BELOVED. Be not content with an interview now and then, but seek always to retain His company, for only in His presence hast thou either comfort or safety. Jesus should not be unto us a friend who calls upon us now and then, but one with whom we walk evermore. Thou hast a difficult road before thee: see, O traveller to heaven, that thou go not without thy guide. Thou hast to pass through the fiery furnace; enter it not unless, like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, thou hast the Son of God to be thy companion. Thou hast to storm the Jericho of thine own corruptions: attempt not the warfare until, like Joshua, thou hast seen the Captain of the Lord's host, with His sword drawn in His hand. Thou art to meet the Esau of thy many temptations: meet him not until at Jabbok's brook thou hast laid hold upon the angel, and prevailed. In every case, in every condition, thou wilt need Jesus; but most of all, when the iron gates of death shall open to thee. Keep thou close to thy soul's Husband, lean thy head upon His bosom, ask to be refreshed with the spiced wine of His pomegranate, and thou shalt be found of Him at the last, without spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing. Seeing thou hast lived with Him, and lived in Him here, thou shalt abide with Him for ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; -Charles Spurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8327040078412647110?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8327040078412647110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8327040078412647110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8327040078412647110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8327040078412647110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/03/abide-in-me.html' title='Abide in Me'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6392207288611128187</id><published>2010-03-04T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:19:50.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit descend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Matthew 3:16&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He saw the Spirit of God descending like a dove.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;descended upon the LORD like a dove. And He so also descends upon us, children of the Father, producing the character like that of the blessed redeemer, Jesus. A dove resembles a peaceful picture, patience in affliction, harmlessness; it cannot inflict damage, only receiving it. Likewise I pray LORD, may my character be like that, and yet, in bearing with pain and sorrows which you are infinitely familiar with, I can be a stalwart, adamant, restitute, and founded soldier of Christ by the grace which you have so freely dispensed and the Truth and Your proceeding word and all your fullness. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6392207288611128187?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6392207288611128187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6392207288611128187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6392207288611128187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6392207288611128187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/03/spirit-descend.html' title='Spirit descend.'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-598188796725943206</id><published>2010-03-03T10:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:32:03.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An empty Vessel.</title><content type='html'>an empty vessel. The fuller it becomes, the deeper it sinks. The greater the success put in my hands by Him, the more I should be on my knees. The substance ought to be filled in my empty vessel is not light-weighted conceitedness, but dense humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verily, no true success I obtain is by me, but Christ alone, no truly valuable success in my hands has not been on my knees..  What I do, I do not on my own, but what I do, I do in Christ, for it is His Spirit in me. This is one of the unsearchable riches of Christ revealed to me today. Bless the LORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-598188796725943206?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/598188796725943206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=598188796725943206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/598188796725943206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/598188796725943206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/03/empty-vessel.html' title='An empty Vessel.'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2872597439523316494</id><published>2010-02-25T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:25:11.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy and Wrath</title><content type='html'>The mercy and wrath of God demands naught but great attention. Undivided is his love, and yet, undivided is his justice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.g-mwater.com.au/images/content/hume_dam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 575px;" src="http://www.g-mwater.com.au/images/content/hume_dam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O sinner, as yet the water-floods are dammed up by mercy, but the flood-gates shall soon be opened: the thunderbolts of God are yet in His storehouse, but lo! the tempest hastens, and how awful shall that moment be when God, robed in vengeance, shall march forth in fury!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r210/DarkRose1313/Rain/storm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 242px;" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r210/DarkRose1313/Rain/storm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Scary thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2872597439523316494?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2872597439523316494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2872597439523316494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2872597439523316494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2872597439523316494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/02/mercy-and-wrath.html' title='Mercy and Wrath'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r210/DarkRose1313/Rain/th_storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-596737620404118305</id><published>2010-02-11T08:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:51:41.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubber love</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Isaiah 44:22&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy transgressions, and, as a cloud, thy sins: return unto Me; for I have redeemed thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have blotted out, erased my sins from your memory, remembering not the trangressions of my past, present and even the future. Why sould I remain here, and not return unto thee? You have redeemed me with the noblest act of sacrifice. I shall return immediately and enter into thy courts with the boldest assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-596737620404118305?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/596737620404118305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=596737620404118305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/596737620404118305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/596737620404118305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/02/rubber-love.html' title='Rubber love'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2368106048697945559</id><published>2010-02-10T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T02:17:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Talentine's day. Well, just a title to get readers attracted. Wonder if it works. It's valentine's season anyway. The season where single people grow richer, relatively. Ahh, singlehood. I don't really like being single. Never did. But I wonder if I'll ever learn to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talent. I was raised up in a very 'normal' environment. Weird is disallowable. Conventional is synonymous with acceptable. I was born left-handed; but I never knew I was cane-forced to be a right-handed person. Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. A part of me wonders what my future would be if I were to continue using my left hand. Probably wouldn't be taking engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I good at. What do I like? I don't know. Probably singing and music. And robots and sound engineering! Why, opposing factions. A chemistry perhaps.. Oh. just realised, one of my talents, would be not writing. It's tough to muster enough energy to post.  Talent makes you feel good about yourself, and make you feel jealous of others. I think. OK. Sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2368106048697945559?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2368106048697945559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2368106048697945559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2368106048697945559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2368106048697945559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/02/talentines-day.html' title='Talentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8716833131873259173</id><published>2010-02-03T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:19:51.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh..</title><content type='html'>Life is like a box of chocolates, although you'll never know what you're gonna get, it'll still taste bittersweet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8716833131873259173?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8716833131873259173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8716833131873259173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8716833131873259173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8716833131873259173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/02/ahh.html' title='Ahh..'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5742265069116436434</id><published>2010-02-02T21:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:10:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you</title><content type='html'>more than you know.. but does that mean I like you? Does that however, make me selfish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5742265069116436434?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5742265069116436434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5742265069116436434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5742265069116436434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5742265069116436434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-want-you.html' title='I want you'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6154589208341256817</id><published>2010-01-30T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:48:59.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misunderstandable songs</title><content type='html'>andai aku terbuang tak diterima&lt;br /&gt;andai aku disingkirkan&lt;br /&gt;ke mana harus kubawakan&lt;br /&gt;ke mana harus kusemaikan&lt;br /&gt;cinta ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukanlah seorang perwira&lt;br /&gt;gagah menghunus senjata&lt;br /&gt;namun hati rela berjuang&lt;br /&gt;walau dengan cara sendiri&lt;br /&gt;demi cinta ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin kotakan seribu janji&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang kedewasaan ini&lt;br /&gt;ku ingin sampaikan pesanan&lt;br /&gt;akulah peny___ _______&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6154589208341256817?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6154589208341256817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6154589208341256817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6154589208341256817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6154589208341256817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/01/misunderstandable-songs.html' title='misunderstandable songs'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-7383321492676666788</id><published>2010-01-29T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:19:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Eternity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am His, and He is mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bought with the precious blood of Christ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time-how short. Eternity-how long!&lt;br /&gt;For what is pain, and how does suffering compare, when eternal crowns are bestowed to the conquerors.. overcomers.&lt;br /&gt;Let the darkness of the past and the gloom of the present fade surely away, as heavenward thoughts descend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-7383321492676666788?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/7383321492676666788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=7383321492676666788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7383321492676666788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7383321492676666788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-eternity.html' title='Time Eternity'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8202021039573148529</id><published>2010-01-24T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T14:27:19.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Assurance</title><content type='html'>is perfect delight! He is mine and I am His&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8202021039573148529?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8202021039573148529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8202021039573148529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8202021039573148529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8202021039573148529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/01/blessed-assurance.html' title='Blessed Assurance'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8003184188623702129</id><published>2010-01-03T16:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:51:07.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The right way to start</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2010 would be revelation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually make resolutions. And this year too, I didn't. But this day, You gave me something to live by, and for that I am forever grateful. Our bible sermon in church this morning was, worship. Today's topic of worship was worshipping in Spirit. and in Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worshipping in spirit was easy most of the time, but worshipping in truth?&lt;br /&gt;Living upon God is easy, but am I anxious enough to live for Him?&lt;br /&gt;Communing with GOD is as usual, but acting out my communion with Him?&lt;br /&gt;Loving GOD is great, but do I fear Him enough to obey Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realised my issue with GOD for 2009, 2008, 2007, 2006, 2005, 2004, 2003, 2002, 2001, and all. I just did not fear Him. So my one and only wishlist this year would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn holy fear. That is it LORD, and I know You will help me with it =) And this amazing revelation came to me during service. You clearly reminded me of this verse today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and David said to Nathan the prophet, "Here I am, living in a palace of cedar, while the ark of God remains in a tent." - 2 Samuel 7:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year, I will build up His holy temple of praise, with clean hands and a pure heart. I have lived in my palace long enough. This eternity, I will put God in the cedar palace while I live in a tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless Your Name, the great I am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8003184188623702129?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8003184188623702129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8003184188623702129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8003184188623702129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8003184188623702129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2010/01/right-way-to-start.html' title='The right way to start'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6454743623711834028</id><published>2009-11-24T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:30:48.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charitability</title><content type='html'>How would you feel if for the first time,you invested so much effort to help the less fortunate,being naive in the other details, and someone just STEPS IN and says, NO, and you can't do nothing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, you want to donate rm5 to a poor person, but, that person says, "one day u will need that rm5... You have to keep that rm5! otherwise I'll...."&lt;br /&gt;All you want is to be helpful, and someone just comes in and ruin everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Insert Your Response]&lt;br /&gt;eg. I would push that person aside, and say "Here, take this rm5 too, if you're so dissatisfied with my charity, oh so holy being. Put your money somewhere other than your mouth"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6454743623711834028?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6454743623711834028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6454743623711834028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6454743623711834028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6454743623711834028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/charitability.html' title='Charitability'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5165542501191674830</id><published>2009-11-22T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:40:18.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAS (2)</title><content type='html'>come to think about it, three posts ago I said I wanted GOD to teach me how to love and be hated. And now that he's training me, I'm being indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must really be a letdown to GOD. 'Uncool'. Still, God is love and love won't leave me. So what if I'm hated? He loves me. You too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5165542501191674830?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5165542501191674830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5165542501191674830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5165542501191674830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5165542501191674830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/pas-2.html' title='PAS (2)'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6850552783003345666</id><published>2009-11-22T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T22:06:36.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAS</title><content type='html'>Perpetually-Annoyed-Syndrome.. Anyone relating to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously irritating when someone doesn't treat you with the respect that an individual deserves. So what about it? Do you swallow it in, pretend nothing ever happened? Do you unleash the impending wrath upon your oppressor(s)? I'm the latter persona. Sometimes I wish I knew how to... , no, I definitely want to be able to correct lovingly. But love is difficult. "Yeah, tell me about it", says my inner self. Is it because of my own lack of patience, a fault of my Creator? Nah, that's not possible.&lt;br /&gt;Two perspectives in this scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. the IRRITATED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply, IRRITATED LIKE MAD LAH!!!! It's even more irritating when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IRRITATOR&lt;/span&gt; is someone you are close to. (Note that I didn't use the term &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;). NOTABLY when that someone is a CHRISTIAN. Do this, do that. You shouldn't say this, that's a badword! If you truly love GOD you would listen to so and so speak instead of spending your time doing useless things like you're doing now. I can't rely on you, you're so unreliable. You are facing all this issues because of that sin lah, there, you remember that sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT THE CRAP,you self-righteous, guilt-piling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(insert irritating person here)&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I'm already feeling judgemental at this point, so I'll leave it as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. the IRRITATOR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill in the blanks, you who regard yourself to be here. I dareth not conclude this is how you feel:  BUT the following probably is, 'well maybe':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply, IRRITATED LIKE MAD LAH!!!! It's even more irritating when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IRRITATOR&lt;/span&gt; is someone you are close to. (Note that I didn't use the term &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;). NOTABLY when that someone is a CHRISTIAN. Do this, do that. You shouldn't say this, that's a badword! If you truly love GOD you would listen to so and so speak instead of spending your time doing useless things like you're doing now. I can't rely on you, you're so unreliable. You are facing all this issues because of that sin lah, there, you remember that sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CUT THE CRAP,you self-righteous, guilt-piling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(insert irritating person here)&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt; I'm already feeling judgemental at this point, so I'll leave it as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels terrible on either side of the wall. Sigh. Even right now, I'm still feeling as if I've been dealt injustice. JESUS definitely has gone through what I have. What would you do, LORD?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6850552783003345666?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6850552783003345666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6850552783003345666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6850552783003345666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6850552783003345666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/pas.html' title='PAS'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-203823662718710204</id><published>2009-11-19T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:22:34.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very</title><content type='html'>Hard leh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-203823662718710204?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/203823662718710204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=203823662718710204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/203823662718710204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/203823662718710204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/very.html' title='Very'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5526772438400697475</id><published>2009-11-11T09:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:58:17.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and be hated, or hate love Himself</title><content type='html'>Matt 10:25 -&gt; It is enough for the student to be like his teacher, and the servant like his master..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were hated, LORD Jesus, despised by the very people you loved, scorned by the people you saved. As such, make me that way too, that I may be like you. As you have worn a crown of thorns, let me not wear a crown of jewel made by man, for it is dishonouring. Show me the way to wear this painful crown of thorns, and to bear this heavy cross. May I walk as you have walked, like a man without a place to lay his head. Teach me how to love and be hated, so that I may be considered worthy of a place in heaven near to You. Let me not say I love you with words, but hate you by not picking up my cross daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rosaryworkshop.com/CROWN-2004-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 277px;" src="http://www.rosaryworkshop.com/CROWN-2004-a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and I thought being a Christian was easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picture courtesy of www.rosaryworkshop.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/550126643201401207-5526772438400697475?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5526772438400697475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5526772438400697475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5526772438400697475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5526772438400697475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-and-be-hated-or-hate-love-himself.html' title='Love and be hated, or hate love Himself'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-415511583015063875</id><published>2009-11-08T15:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:18:23.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revelations'/><title type='text'>me? worship leader?</title><content type='html'>if you can so casually describe worship as a lifestyle and not a liturgy, then worship leading isn't about leading a 5 piece band anymore. Will it not be about showing people how to live their lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's about picking up my own cross, then I'm no worship leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-415511583015063875?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/415511583015063875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=415511583015063875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/415511583015063875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/415511583015063875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-you-can-so-casually-describe-worship.html' title='me? worship leader?'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8360872673940923363</id><published>2009-11-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:24:28.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Poof**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hmm, sometimes when I'm bored, and always right before bedtime, you do a magical appearance within the recesses of my brain. **Poof!!** No idea why, but you just pop up. As my mind's eye sees you, then my mind's lips will kind of smile. Just the kind of smile I want to drop off at your doorstep where you live. I would want to tell you at that very instant, that the smile carries a message, "Hi I thought of you today. I wondered yesterday if you were doing okay. And I hope that tomorrow I'll think of you again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Aiyo, it's your fault I can't treat my pillow and bolster as cushions, pretending those things were you. Meant to help me sleep, but inadvertently became reminders of you. So I end up lying awake longer than usual, every night. You; the dream that makes we want to stay asleep. Maybe the doctors ought to add these to reasons for insomnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff250/starduster07/BleedingLove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 257px;" src="http://i236.photobucket.com/albums/ff250/starduster07/BleedingLove.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wonder if I suddenly appear in your mind too, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, this love leaves me bleeding, this love won't leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have enough blood to spill for you.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I do, but reality reflects that I don't.&lt;br /&gt;At least not yet. The groans and pains of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/550126643201401207-8360872673940923363?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8360872673940923363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8360872673940923363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8360872673940923363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8360872673940923363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/emotional-dissonance.html' title='**Poof**'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1858371445366135298</id><published>2009-11-02T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:40:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passions</title><content type='html'>Since I'm so procrastinative, I might as well take some time to list down what I really am passionate about.... brb. gonna play Monopoly first. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1858371445366135298?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1858371445366135298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1858371445366135298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1858371445366135298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1858371445366135298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/passions.html' title='Passions'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-9112087981400233520</id><published>2009-11-01T15:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T15:32:26.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocritical Christians</title><content type='html'>If I can't lay down my life now, I may never be able to lay down my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If I can't pick up my cross today, I will most likely not pick up my cross tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;If I can't do what God want's me to do now, I may miss out on it forever.&lt;br /&gt;When you compare 50 more years on earth to Eternity in hell, time is indeed of the essence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypocritical Christians, like me, exist everywhere. You claim to know GOD, but deny him by the way you live. Worship Him in spirit, but not in truth. Sing songs of adoration, and yet hate your neighbour. Say you gotta skip class to attend a CF meeting, say you've got to put down a responsibility so you can worship-lead at a concert.  Are you serving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, or are you serving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to wake up, or you and I are going to end up in hell. I don't want to hear the Father saying 'Depart from me, evildoer'.. What's the point of spending Sundays under a steeple,in a church-masquerade-play, and yet you can't spend a cent of your pocket money in helping the needy. What is the church? a museum for saints, or a hospital for sinners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to be a christian, but never not worth the cost.&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/550126643201401207-9112087981400233520?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/9112087981400233520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=9112087981400233520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/9112087981400233520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/9112087981400233520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/11/hypocritical-christians.html' title='Hypocritical Christians'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2738392017938754943</id><published>2009-10-31T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:03:02.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Yea la soon lar stop kacauing me. *I'm talking to my more hardworking self; this is my lazy self telling me I should sleep and get ready for exam tomorrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Pengurusan Persatuan, why art thou even an exam paper.. is the university(and therefore the government) going to decide how much soft skills you have with a piece of paper?!?!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Holy Spirit for the strength to complete studies for this paper. You and I both know it took me a lot of strength. It's not like I finished studying it anyway, but thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2738392017938754943?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2738392017938754943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2738392017938754943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2738392017938754943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2738392017938754943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/10/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1130264665488730636</id><published>2009-10-30T01:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T02:03:03.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denied. Foregone. Kept..</title><content type='html'>Things are going well, too well. Things are way too comfortable. You know, it feel like it's time to get into trouble again, and then get transformed by God's amazing grace. Somehow, something deep inside is nudging, saying: "you're getting sucked into the world's matrix, or terraform, or lifestyle; they mean the same. Sigh, you know, when you read God's word, it makes you feel like you're somehow going to end up in hell; not because you don't believe in Jesus Christ, but because you're not daily picking up my cross and following Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 24 hours a day, and yet I don't devote that 24 hours to GOD. Going to church, doing the 'Christian' thing, all seems too easy, u know what I mean? When it comes to the stuff that matters, such as obeying God, staying away from sin, repentance, daily picking up my cross for Jesus Christ, losing my life for Him ( not to say one literally dies, but well, to give up on earthly pleasures such as food, games, fun, dying to sinful nature) , giving to those that cannot repay me, forgiving people, loving them, it's so difficult to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, know that loving God is obeying Him, and loving those that He loves. So hard la. Sheesh.. Because it's so hard to love and obey and trust God, it's so beautiful to know that He understands our hopeless situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise to the Holy Spirit, because He's always there for me, whenever and wherever.&lt;br /&gt;Praise to Jesus, for He is, at every moment, praying and asking the Father to forgive me, who is so weak and foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life denied and foregone for Him, is a far greater life kept waiting beyond the gates of heaven, within the glorious city walls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1130264665488730636?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1130264665488730636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1130264665488730636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1130264665488730636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1130264665488730636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/10/denied-foregone-kept.html' title='Denied. Foregone. Kept..'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2694449001337728936</id><published>2009-10-06T09:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T09:44:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace is</title><content type='html'>It is the element that the Steadfast Defender supplies to do His will. Grace is not wantonness, it is not for boasting, it is for service. As it is, grace is bread from heaven, by which we receive heavenly strength, to do heavenly works. When Elijah had his cake of bread and water from the angel, he did not consume it at ease. Far otherwise! It became 40days and 40nights of strength, to continue the journey to Horeb. It is symbolic of the Master's grace. Before Elijah received manna, Jezebel was pursuing him to take his life. And only just before that, He slaughtered hundreds of false prophets, bringing glory to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, as we receive it, we ought not to forget that it is given, not for us to continue in the chains that bind us, but for us to faithfully turn away from the chains of sin. Let us not receive the measure of strength provided by grace just so we can remain in our corrupt ways. Let us receive of that strength to fight the Jezebels of our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth is preparation for heaven. Heaven is the place where the believers work most and feast most. It is in heaven that the joy of the faithful is to serve Him. Render then, o my heart, the service justly required of grace, that I may not enter heaven and regret that I have not worked enough for your glory. May my body be battered and broken and bruised for Christ, that I may feed on greater manna, in anxious wait of the end of the race after which the prize given would be far greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgive me GOD, if I find no trouble living on You, and yet are not so anxious to live for You. Transform me, with the daily bread You give me, to bring heaven on Earth, your Kingdom come. Teach me, disciple me, for I wan't to be anxious to give you glory for the grace you so freely give.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Remind me that grace is for Your glory, not for my satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2694449001337728936?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2694449001337728936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2694449001337728936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2694449001337728936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2694449001337728936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/10/grace.html' title='Grace is'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2983315861003167471</id><published>2009-09-30T08:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:46:08.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cost</title><content type='html'>of following Jesus is more than a simple prayer to Him. It's faith and obedience. Or it might as well be an 'Indulgences' letter that u buy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2983315861003167471?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2983315861003167471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2983315861003167471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2983315861003167471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2983315861003167471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/cost.html' title='The Cost'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-7428490861583136176</id><published>2009-09-28T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:07:27.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship</title><content type='html'>an unbridled expression of love to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-7428490861583136176?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/7428490861583136176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=7428490861583136176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7428490861583136176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7428490861583136176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-109404104604231327</id><published>2009-09-24T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:21:25.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>It is a blessed thing to not have props and buttresses, to have sole reliance upon the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-109404104604231327?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/109404104604231327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=109404104604231327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/109404104604231327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/109404104604231327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-207632495295149409</id><published>2009-09-23T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:45:33.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superficial Layer Cake</title><content type='html'>Everything's so layer-cake like. But beneath all those layers, lies an integrated, homogeneous personality that truly describes you. But until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of acquaintances&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of people I find weird&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of lecturers&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of Christians&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of guys&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of girls&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of a girl I have the 'ahem' for&lt;br /&gt;--that's a superficial statement right there because I'm shy to tell the truth :*) --&lt;br /&gt;I have one superficial personality in front of each familiy member&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I only have one clear cut personality, just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be everyone, I can truly only be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;And that sort of me is found only in my beloved Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the beauty of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-207632495295149409?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/207632495295149409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=207632495295149409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/207632495295149409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/207632495295149409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/superficial-layer-cake.html' title='Superficial Layer Cake'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8947419164092682398</id><published>2009-09-22T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:12:45.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surety Himself</title><content type='html'>Fear not. GOD is near. Rest rejoicing in your Surety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8947419164092682398?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8947419164092682398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8947419164092682398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8947419164092682398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8947419164092682398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/surety-himself.html' title='Surety Himself'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1085262252478189936</id><published>2009-09-14T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T01:45:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deny God or Deny Me?</title><content type='html'>Make no mistake, we are indeed living in difficult times (2 Tim 2:3-4). This morning's church service and devotions combined to produce a significant warning from the Father; Many Christians profess with their mouths that they know GOD, but deny him by the way they live. And they go on deceiving others while bringing them down along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29887"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For there are many rebellious people, mere talkers and deceivers, especially those of the circumcision group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29888"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They must be silenced, because they are ruining whole households by teaching things they ought not to teach—and that for the sake of dishonest gain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29889"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even one of their own prophets has said, "Cretans are always liars, evil brutes, lazy gluttons." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29890"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This testimony is true. Therefore, rebuke them sharply, so that they will be sound in the faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29891"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and will pay no attention to Jewish myths or to the commands of those who reject the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29892"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the pure, all things are pure, but to those who are corrupted and do not believe, nothing is pure. In fact, both their minds and consciences are corrupted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" class="versenum" id="en-NIV-29893"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They claim to know God, but by their actions they deny him. They are detestable, disobedient and unfit for doing anything good.&lt;/span&gt; -&gt;Titus 1:10-16&lt;- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I come back to think about the way I live. Too much self-indulgence. Sure, I don't bow down to physical idols, but I sure spend lots of energy to please myself. Entertainment has become an idol, drawing me away from time spent with GOD. A regrettable waste of eternal blesssings comes when I waste my time. Faith without deeds is dead, faith without obedience is dead. Even demons have faith, and believe that God is real. It's just that demons do not obey GOD nor do they give up their lives for Him. The only thing that separates us from these demons is the way we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Show me your faith without deeds, and I will show you my faith by what I do. You believe that there is one God. Good! Even the demons believe that - and shudder."   -&gt;James 2:18-19&lt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. Am I faithful yet disobedient? Am I professing yet contradicting? I pray not. Teach me, dear Holy Spirit, to work out my salvation with fear and trembling, to deny myself in order that I will not deny you. May earthly pleasures seem dull, may perishable treasures be of no worth to me, that I may find only You as my true fulfilment. Let me not disqualify myself from the prize that you have already promised me. Crucify my earthly, mortal, lustful being to Your wondrous cross again and again and again. Sanctify me, purify me, I cannot do so on my own. That You dear Jesus. Sweet Jesus. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All to Jesus I surrender; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; all to him I freely give; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I will ever love and trust him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in his presence daily live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I surrender all, I surrender all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; all to thee, my blessed Savior, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I surrender all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All to Jesus I surrender; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; humbly at his feet I bow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; worldly pleasures all forsaken; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; take me, Jesus, take me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All to Jesus I surrender; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; make me, Savior, wholly thine; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fill me with thy love and power; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; truly know that thou art mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All to Jesus I surrender; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Lord, I give myself to thee; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fill me with thy love and power; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; let thy blessing fall on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All to Jesus I surrender; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; now I feel the sacred flame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; O the joy of full salvation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Glory, glory, to his name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1085262252478189936?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1085262252478189936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1085262252478189936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1085262252478189936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1085262252478189936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/make-no-mistake-we-are-indeed-living-in.html' title='Deny God or Deny Me?'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8295790957590113951</id><published>2009-09-04T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:26:12.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>In Christianity, the beauty of being lonely is that, we know that we're never truly alone.&lt;br /&gt;In having no friends, family or spouse, we have Jesus. So sweet to believe in you, who are sweet in nature, gentle and faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8295790957590113951?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8295790957590113951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8295790957590113951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8295790957590113951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8295790957590113951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4542017313606639841</id><published>2009-09-04T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:11:09.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The LORD trieth the righteous</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Psalm 11:5&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Lord trieth the righteous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;All events are under the control of Providence; consequently all the trials of our outward life are traceable at once to the great First Cause. Out of the golden gate of God's ordinance the armies of trial march forth in array, clad in their iron armour, and armed with weapons of war. All providences are doors to trial. Even our mercies, like roses, have their thorns. Men may be drowned in seas of prosperity as well as in rivers of affliction. Our mountains are not too high, and our valleys are not too low for temptations: trials lurk on all roads. Everywhere, above and beneath, we are beset and surrounded with dangers. Yet no shower falls unpermitted from the threatening cloud; every drop has its order ere it hastens to the earth. The trials which come from God are sent to prove and strengthen our graces, and so at once to illustrate the power of divine grace, to test the genuineness of our virtues, and to add to their energy. Our Lord in His infinite wisdom and superabundant love, sets so high a value upon His people's faith that He will not screen them from those trials by which faith is strengthened. You would never have possessed the precious faith which now supports you if the trial of your faith had not been like unto fire. You are a tree that never would have rooted so well if the wind had not rocked you to and fro, and made you take firm hold upon the precious truths of the covenant grace. Worldly ease is a great foe to faith; it loosens the joints of holy valour, and snaps the sinews of sacred courage. The balloon never rises until the cords are cut; affliction doth this sharp service for believing souls. While the wheat sleeps comfortably in the husk it is useless to man, it must be threshed out of its resting place before its value can be known. Thus it is well that Jehovah trieth the righteous, for it causeth them to grow rich towards God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Charles H. Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/notag&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4542017313606639841?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4542017313606639841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4542017313606639841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4542017313606639841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4542017313606639841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/lord-trieth-righteous.html' title='The LORD trieth the righteous'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8914824854439817024</id><published>2009-09-02T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:23:16.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to be graceful</title><content type='html'>We only live 24 hours a day,  168 hours a week, 720 hours a month, and the redundant list goes on. There is only so much that we can do. How fallible we are when it comes to self discipline. Procrastination, laziness (ie, Facebook, Computer Games), that we miss out on so much of His blessings. Alas, disobedience to God in terms of our time forbids so much of his great blessings. Worst of all, doubting that God will never leave us nor forsake us. How terrible it is to doubt his inerrant character, it's like saying He might have made a mistake somewhere. Such faithlessness.. such worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, there is a pair of loving arms waiting to be extended to me, in the bosom of my Lord my Saviour. In His embrace, what do I have to worry? It reminds me that He is my portion, it reminds me that nothing else matters in the light of Him. O Sweet Jesus, what are you thinking of now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LORD, thanks for waiting just to show your graciousness to me. Each moment of life does not go uninspected because of your great love. Teach me to hate faithlessness, to shun doubt, for that is not fitting for Your people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your tender heart Jesus, waits to hear my grief, let me pour them into Your patient ear. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What am I afraid of when You're around?&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/550126643201401207-8914824854439817024?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8914824854439817024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8914824854439817024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8914824854439817024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8914824854439817024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-to-be-graceful.html' title='Waiting to be graceful'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3779032184193306370</id><published>2009-08-31T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:49:26.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Encouragement Blog</title><content type='html'>You know you run out post ideas when your posts start with your blogtitles. My blogging interest, and frequency has decreased, with the latter as the result of the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some inspiration. Need some peer pressure, need a fresh new experience. Back when I started this blog, I intended for it to be a place of encouragement, not some crap-unloading junkyard. But as every artist knows, inspiration isn't easy to get. Where do I hunt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 52nd anniversary Malaysia! but as for me, my freedom came about 2009 years ago.. Praise GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3779032184193306370?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3779032184193306370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3779032184193306370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3779032184193306370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3779032184193306370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/08/encouragement-blog.html' title='The Encouragement Blog'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-632419432972973811</id><published>2009-08-20T00:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:21:23.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because you're unconventional</title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt that making the right decision makes you look like the antagonist? The bad guy? Have you ever, even for a banana split second,prior to making a decision that might offend someone else, considered if that someone else(or more) will annoyed at you? But for the sake of just proving that some people just must have things their way, you decided to make that annoying decision anyway, regardless right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's your turn to sweep the floor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nevermind lah, I'll do it tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NO! It's gotta be done today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why you cut the ginger like that wan?? Got put salt or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dunnolah, I usually don't use salt for this dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiya, that one it's your home lah, now different lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"and the list goes on.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine living under one roof with that special someone. If everything is going to be democratically run in a family (ie. how housemates govern the home) , imagine the amount of considerations going through your head in one go; having need to discuss every trivial detail. With so many other commitments, academic and social alike, how much more room can your head store? C'mon guys, chill, cut me some slack, be gracious, or whatever you call it in the 21st century. But things are not as simple. Just because you're unconventional. Poor Einstein =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergh, humans. Life gets harder at 21, and as you grow older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strange thought just crossed my mind. Why am I posting this anyway? Who's gonna read this?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't going to be me in the next one year, probably. goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-632419432972973811?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/632419432972973811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=632419432972973811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/632419432972973811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/632419432972973811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-because-youre-unconvential.html' title='Just because you&apos;re unconventional'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-9024903025442654153</id><published>2009-07-04T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:34:39.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Varsity Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I come, UKM!&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, Philo!&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, PERKEB!&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, FSCC!&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, CHOIR ARTISUKMA&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, Fakulti Kejuruteraan&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, Juniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just moved off campus to Philo. Staying off campus has it's pros and cons. But what I miss most is it's proximity. Transportation will be an issue now that I reside in Philo, 4.5km away from UKM.  Life is at it's best. Life can only get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about it, I so often obtain such a biased image of life; a refraction of various occurrences.. So often hath circumstances in uni life, good and bad alike, shaped my perspective of campus life, and even life itself. This corrupted view of life is obtained by looking through the mortal, fallible lenses I have been looking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:00fA4aDY99xFoM:http://paperdollsforboys.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/broken-glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 100px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:00fA4aDY99xFoM:http://paperdollsforboys.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/broken-glasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just a glance at the greatness of God, through the lens of love and mercy just shatters those error-prone lenses. I need to turn my eyes upon Jesus this semester, and keep it there as long as I can with the Holy Spirit helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk through the path of life, viewing life via the kaleidoscope of God, a thick fog ahead makes no difference, for a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path is present. The darkness makes no difference, for the light of His love pierces through the darkest abysses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, it's always too easy just to say I want to walk through life this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me to keep my eyes upon You, LORD. I can't do it on my own. Let me be in the world but not of it. Help me to see things through Your eyes of love, Father, that are always upon me.&lt;br /&gt;Semester 1, Year 2, Here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-9024903025442654153?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/9024903025442654153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=9024903025442654153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/9024903025442654153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/9024903025442654153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/07/varsity-blues.html' title='Varsity Blues'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5974504948205906382</id><published>2009-06-01T13:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:37:35.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to give, what is not already Yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5974504948205906382?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5974504948205906382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5974504948205906382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5974504948205906382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5974504948205906382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/06/giving.html' title='Giving'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3008749001063686090</id><published>2009-05-19T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:32:11.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>was yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3008749001063686090?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3008749001063686090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3008749001063686090' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3008749001063686090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3008749001063686090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-904675305817191288</id><published>2009-05-09T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:44:56.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship</title><content type='html'>is giving Him glory when you don't feel like it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-904675305817191288?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/904675305817191288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=904675305817191288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/904675305817191288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/904675305817191288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/05/worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3442685974225551548</id><published>2009-04-22T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:10:35.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marked by Majesty</title><content type='html'>Oh well. He hasn't closed this particular chapter of my life yet... It will be nothing short of a beautiful chapter, resembling a timid caterpillar waiting to spread its soon to be mesmerizing wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD at every moment is writing a storybook called 'your life', which at the end of it all, will He say "I've created something amazing." We are the most amazing thing ever to have lived this planet, You and I. And it's all simply because He loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amaze me again LORD, I knew You always have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3442685974225551548?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3442685974225551548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3442685974225551548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3442685974225551548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3442685974225551548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/04/marked-by-majesty.html' title='Marked by Majesty'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-15566903262495003</id><published>2009-04-19T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:20:57.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not delay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 182px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What do I do LORD?&lt;br /&gt;It's going to have been a year now. I know Your timing is perfect but, things are worse off than they should be. Are they, really? Should they?&lt;br /&gt;Was it because I was unappreciative of whatever friendship we had left?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do wrong? I did something wrong by not doing anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;What's she trying to do? What really, do I expect to see?&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea. I don't want to try figuring out the facts anymore, and it's not like I have figured any at all to begin with. It's just so frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;How much more patient must I be? How long more is my breakthrough in this area going to be delayed? Whatever needs to be done about this friendship, let it be done quickly, LORD. Sometimes it feels like I don't know how much more I can last, although I know You'll always keep me going. Is it just my heart that's full of unrest? that's so full of selfish pity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do LORD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 153px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The emotions that come with the songs of praise have run dry.&lt;br /&gt;Those songs don't seem to get through and renew me.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, my thoughts just run everywhere. My focus has deviated.&lt;br /&gt;Every lyric recited, every word sung again means little now.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost this to rely on for my source of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do LORD?&lt;br /&gt;There is trouble on every side, countless things demand my time.&lt;br /&gt;Work, play, sleep, all too essential. Too essential to the point where You are dispensible. I'm so sorry. Can my circumstances now change, so that these things be rendered unimportant compared to being close to You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do LORD?&lt;br /&gt;I'm short of life's breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 276px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/famecrawler/2009/04/lost.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated and confused&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure what I want&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost and out of orientation&lt;br /&gt;I'm dry and unfruitful&lt;br /&gt;I'm dormant in my own shell&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain, agonizing pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do LORD?&lt;br /&gt;I run in the direction where I last saw You.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find You.&lt;br /&gt;I know where I can find You,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find You.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how else to find You,&lt;br /&gt;so why don't You come and find me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here LORD, do not delay.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm who I am before You, I'm nobody else.&lt;br /&gt;Take my messy soul, corrupted character, disorderly lifestyle, and damaged heart,&lt;br /&gt;rescue it, fix it, heal it, and then circumcise it once again. It's Yours.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit. Do not delay. I'm holding on, and You'll come on time to my rescue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-15566903262495003?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/15566903262495003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=15566903262495003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/15566903262495003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/15566903262495003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-not-delay.html' title='Do not delay'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1236713707763523089</id><published>2009-04-19T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:13:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my surrender</title><content type='html'>God, why LORD. Why, why, why. It did not turn out as I expected. Why, I thought it was over. After a long wait, is 'this' the progress that has been made? I know time heals things, but does time leave a scar too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I want to see results. I want answers. I want this. I want that. I just am so confused LORD. I wish things could be the way it used to be before anything started out. But You didn't allow that wish to come to pass, or maybe not yet. I always want to control my surroundings, always wishing for it to go my way. And every time I control the situation, it spins out of control. How fallible are my plans! LORD, take control once again. I'll give everything back to You. Past present and future belong to You alone. I'm giving it all back to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You promise to do good to me,&lt;br /&gt;You promise never to leave me,&lt;br /&gt;You promise never to forsake me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;therefore in each of these promises I wait upon You, for You cannot go back on Your promises, for that will discredit You, that will question Your faithfulness. You are indeed punctual with all things. Forgive my unfaithfulness and distrust. Not a moment too early, not a moment too late is Your redemption. Just help me remember that with my heart, Holy Spirit.&lt;/span&gt; Praise You Jesus, Praise You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Turn your eyes upon Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Look full in His wonderful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;And the things of the earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;will grow strangely dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;in the light of His glory and grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1236713707763523089?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1236713707763523089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1236713707763523089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1236713707763523089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1236713707763523089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-my-surrender.html' title='This is my surrender'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8263739827047244353</id><published>2009-04-16T08:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:49:33.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True and Apparent Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;Psalm 22:1&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;We here behold the Saviour in the depth of His sorrows. No other place so well shows the griefs of Christ as Calvary, and no other moment at Calvary is so full of agony as that in which His cry rends the air-"My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?" At this moment physical weakness was united with acute mental torture from the shame and ignominy through which He had to pass; and to make His grief culminate with emphasis, He suffered spiritual agony surpassing all expression, resulting from the departure of His Father's presence. This was the black midnight of His horror; then it was that He descended the abyss of suffering. No man can enter into the full meaning of these words. Some of us think at times that we could cry, "My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?" There are seasons when the brightness of our Father's smile is eclipsed by clouds and darkness; but let us remember that God never does really forsake us. It is only a seeming forsaking with us, but in Christ's case it was a real forsaking. We grieve at a little withdrawal of our Father's love; but the real turning away of God's face from His Son, who shall calculate how deep the agony which it caused Him? In our case, our cry is often dictated by unbelief: in His case, it was the utterance of a dreadful fact, for God had really turned away from Him for a season. O thou poor, distressed soul, who once lived in the sunshine of God's face, but art now in darkness, remember that He has not really forsaken thee. God in the clouds is as much our God as when He shines forth in all the lustre of His grace; but since even the thought that He has forsaken us gives us agony, what must the woe of the Saviour have been when He exclaimed, "My God, my God, why hast Thou forsaken me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;Charles Spurgeon&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;As I read this, apparent loneliness and the fear of being far away from God's presence all too quickly diminished; upon remembering the suffering of our dear Lord Jesus Christ on the wondrous cross which is a physical sign of the spiritual heritage we have in heaven. So often at times I felt hungry for His presence but felt as if I have not been filled. But this I know; in the midst of all the chaos, the confusion of not knowing His plans, and the loneliness which comes from a lack of my own faith, dims away and is replaced by &lt;/notag&gt;the promise of God through Isaiah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;notag class="body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nhm.ac.uk/nature-online/earth/antarctica/blog/images/cross-in-snow-350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 429px;" src="http://www.nhm.ac.uk/nature-online/earth/antarctica/blog/images/cross-in-snow-350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18435" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;  To whom then will you liken God? &lt;br /&gt;    Or what likeness will you compare to Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18444" class="versenum" value="27"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;  Why do you say, O Jacob, &lt;br /&gt;    And speak, O Israel:&lt;br /&gt;    “My way is hidden from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;    And my just claim is passed over by my God”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18445" class="versenum" value="28"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;  Have you not known? &lt;br /&gt;   Have you not heard?&lt;br /&gt;   The everlasting God, the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;   The Creator of the ends of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;   Neither faints nor is weary.&lt;br /&gt;   His understanding is unsearchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18446" class="versenum" value="29"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;  He gives power to the weak, &lt;br /&gt;   And to &lt;i&gt;those who have&lt;/i&gt; no might He increases strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18447" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;  Even the youths shall faint and be weary, &lt;br /&gt;   And the young men shall utterly fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18448" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;  But those who wait on the LORD &lt;br /&gt;   Shall renew &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; strength;&lt;br /&gt;   They shall mount up with wings like eagles,&lt;br /&gt;   They shall run and not be weary,&lt;br /&gt;   They shall walk and not faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaiah 40:18,27-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;notag size="3"&gt;&lt;/notag&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8263739827047244353?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8263739827047244353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8263739827047244353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8263739827047244353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8263739827047244353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-and-apparent-loneliness.html' title='True and Apparent Loneliness'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1868905763306085882</id><published>2009-04-07T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:13:35.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How we express humans mathematically</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Choices are merely variables in the same parenthesis , together defining a function called character. Parameterise those choices wisely!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Note: people usually parameterise it with respect to time. So make the best use of your time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ƒ(choice 1, choice 2) = (choice1)²  ±  (choice2) ± constant = character..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cs.ubc.ca/%7Escoros/cs542G/t1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 178px;" src="http://www.cs.ubc.ca/%7Escoros/cs542G/t1.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tvtrayner/stickman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 95px; height: 212px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tvtrayner/stickman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tvtrayner/stickman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tvtrayner/stickman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/tvtrayner/stickman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 101px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/tvtrayner/stickman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please study chapter six(or was it four) of your pure math in the STPM syllabus (functions of a variable) first before trying to grasp the depth of the above statement. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1868905763306085882?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1868905763306085882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1868905763306085882' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1868905763306085882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1868905763306085882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-we-express-humans-mathematically.html' title='How we express humans mathematically'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6620112279514156308</id><published>2009-04-04T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:37:28.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom is never free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luke 15&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25598" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;"When he came to his senses, he said, 'How many of my father's hired men have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25599" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25600" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired men.' &lt;sup id="en-NIV-25601" class="versenum" value="20"&gt;20&lt;/sup&gt;So he got up and went to his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I've had it. So sick of staying where I'm not supposed to be(I don't mean my house). I'm stagnant. Why do I allow myself to be bound by the things that You have already set me free from? I was bought for a 'no-such-thing-as-a-discount' price! It's time to shake off the things that shackle me. But how, GOD? I don't know what to do in the midst of all this confusion. My priorities are messed up. All I can ask is, 'Help GOD'..&lt;br /&gt;And then you answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You need to take action. Just wanting to remove the idols is not enough. I will give you the strength you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a time for idol burning..&lt;br /&gt;a time for removing that which draws me away from God&lt;br /&gt;a time for destroying that which makes me think higher of myself than I should&lt;br /&gt;a time for destroying that which causes me to sin&lt;br /&gt;a time for letting go&lt;br /&gt;a time for restoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my idols&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Computer gaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Studies&lt;/span&gt; (rarely but still can be one at times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friendships &lt;/span&gt;(when I find my rest in friends instead of God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Sorry LORD, for my rebellion, disobedience, idolatry and all the works. Where would I be without you. I have made no difference apart from You. All those have prevented from becoming who I should be. It's delayed the blessings of GOD long enough! Help me to destroy my idols and set me free from the chains I have bounded myself to once again, and by Your grace and the power of Your Holy Spirit alone will I be able to victorious. I believe in Your faithfulness. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6620112279514156308?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6620112279514156308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6620112279514156308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6620112279514156308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6620112279514156308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/04/freedom-is-never-free.html' title='Freedom is never free'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3138033647327032881</id><published>2009-03-30T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:27:45.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inspiration for my undergraduate thesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inspired Thesis Topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey powered turbines. Monkeys eat mostly from the waste in UKM, hence it's kind of like a waste-to-energy process.. Instead of causing so much trouble they might as well be put to some good. Start training one monkey and things get easier from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumptions:&lt;br /&gt;Monkey see, monkey do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Execution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monkey caught.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monkey trained.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monkey put through forced labor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monkey eats food from rubbish dump.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monkey swings from turbine to turbine, in cycles(more monkeys generate more cycles)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weight of monkey pulls the turbine blades downwards. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inertia gets the next blade up to position.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trainer gets out his cane to motivate the monkeys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Step 5 to 8 is repeated until the monkeys get tired and go to sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turbine in rotation generates current by virtue of an AC/DC motor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rotary energy is converted to electricity. Power is distributed throughout UKM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone is happy =)    (except for our less evolved creatures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;It's green energy! Well, more like brown.&lt;br /&gt;It's free once you cover the initial cost&lt;br /&gt;Higher 'security' in UKM.&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to watch! Duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;Getting the monkeys to work punctually.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey rights activists protest against unethical treatment of monkeys.. Like c'mon, it's just a bunch of monkeys&lt;br /&gt;Risk the monkeys going on an employee boycott/riot.. After all, monkey see monkey do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3138033647327032881?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3138033647327032881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3138033647327032881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3138033647327032881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3138033647327032881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspiration-for-my-undergraduate-thesis.html' title='An Inspiration for my undergraduate thesis'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8908757497345030787</id><published>2009-03-26T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:10:12.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Knee Deep</title><content type='html'>God, I'm far from Your presence. I'm more than knee deep in a whole load of trouble. The waters are rising. I'm in a lot of trouble and can't turn anywhere. It's just a whole load of responsibilities. As of now, I'm at wits end when it comes to prioritising these responsibilities. I want to hear Your voice; what You have to say about my life.What do You have to say, Holy Spirit? What do I need to set straight? Am I backsliding? Is this what it's like? I'm confused! Am I hearing it, yet turning a deaf ear towards it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You calling out to me, yet I cannot hear because of sin in my life? I need to know Your will, for if I don't know Your will I cannot obey it. If I cannot obey, I sin. If I sin, I cannot hear. And the cycle goes on. I need your flood of grace, more than knee-depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do?  (at this point I don't know, really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33 "But &lt;em&gt;seek ye first the&lt;/em&gt; kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and then I hear from You. But I've 'forgotten' how to seek Your kingdom. GOD I'm so lost. I don't know what to ask for to get myself out of this hole. All I know is, Help Me LORD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matthew 6:33 "But &lt;em&gt;seek ye first the&lt;/em&gt; kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33 "But &lt;em&gt;seek ye first the&lt;/em&gt; kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33 "But &lt;em&gt;seek ye first the&lt;/em&gt; kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:33 "But &lt;em&gt;seek ye first the&lt;/em&gt; kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8908757497345030787?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8908757497345030787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8908757497345030787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8908757497345030787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8908757497345030787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-than-knee-deep.html' title='More Than Knee Deep'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3936460554790299733</id><published>2009-03-18T23:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:29:26.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen ON love..</title><content type='html'>I fell on love... in this post's context, love is and only is the toilet floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL. I NEEDED A CATCHY BLOG TITLE TO GET READERS RIGHT. Hire me, all ye ad companies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK.. so the story is; Last Sunday, I woke up earlier than anticipated (my alarm was set to 6.30, but my mom got me up at 6.20) .. I hit the showers of course. I was back-up vocalist in FGA Serdang Community Center that morning, it was the opening day and also my first time back-up singing for a church... so it was rather unnerving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- at this point you may or may not guess why I fell -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alarm went off. So without my glasses on I went back to my room to turn it off in case my brother wakes up. UNPAID KINDNESS!&lt;br /&gt;- at this point you may think I fell when I tried to get into my room. No. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I turned it off and came out at a rather moderate velocity. I fell. My chin knocked the edge of the floor tile, which was elevated above the toilet floor.. So embarassing. Good thing I wasn't at camp or UKM or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I had a camera to take a photo of my first chin injury.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much apart from that really. Just:&lt;br /&gt;Two bruises&lt;br /&gt;Minor chest trauma resulting in cough&lt;br /&gt;and probably a thousand other dead cells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I fallen on love.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3936460554790299733?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3936460554790299733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3936460554790299733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3936460554790299733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3936460554790299733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/03/fallen-on-love.html' title='Fallen ON love..'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5523721802570080800</id><published>2009-03-10T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:57:10.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Locations of Love</title><content type='html'>I can say, it is well. Well with my soul that He has made all things beautiful. Well with my soul that all things are in His time. Well with my soul that His living word endures forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is not self-seeking. Love is GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I sometimes wonder, why do I struggle so hard to find love in all the wrong places, when I know I have the one true source?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I settle for second best sometimes? (I'm not only talking about relationships; it applies to everyday decisions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it so hard to love (obey) Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 9"As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at this point after posting, I find the title quite the acronym. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5523721802570080800?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5523721802570080800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5523721802570080800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5523721802570080800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5523721802570080800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/03/failing-heart-failing-flesh.html' title='Locations of Love'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5326618862311428532</id><published>2009-03-08T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:08:58.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what the LORD says -</title><content type='html'>Israel's King and Redeemer, the LORD almighty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the first and I am the last;&lt;br /&gt;apart from me there is no God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who then is like me? Let him proclaim it. Let him declare and lay out before me what has happened since I established my ancient people, &lt;br /&gt;and what is yet to come--&lt;br /&gt;yes, let him foretell what will come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5326618862311428532?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5326618862311428532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5326618862311428532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5326618862311428532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5326618862311428532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-what-lord-says.html' title='This is what the LORD says -'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5733438566022467202</id><published>2009-02-26T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T00:35:45.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's enough for me?</title><content type='html'>His Grace is enough for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be enough, and only one thing fills; this one thing we can openly receive without a price, and yet we forget to welcome it into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Has His grace been a 'taken-for-granted' grace?&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I pray not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's enough for ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Praise you, LORD because your grace is more than sufficient. for when I am weak, then I am strong. Your joy will be my strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5733438566022467202?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5733438566022467202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5733438566022467202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5733438566022467202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5733438566022467202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-enough-for-me.html' title='What&apos;s enough for me?'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-7975410807011806846</id><published>2009-02-24T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:10:27.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instantaneous</title><content type='html'>Instantaneously, I'm at my faculty, having a thermodynamics class and blogging. this is going to be one long class =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-7975410807011806846?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/7975410807011806846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=7975410807011806846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7975410807011806846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7975410807011806846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/instantaneous.html' title='Instantaneous'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3197835143340886580</id><published>2009-02-23T22:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:52:19.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firewood or Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk123/eurotronics/Photo0415-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 259px;" src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk123/eurotronics/Photo0415-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.certainlywood.co.uk/pictures/thumbnails/certainlywood-fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://www.certainlywood.co.uk/pictures/thumbnails/certainlywood-fire.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18536" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18536" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAVE WE TAKEN THE BLESSINGS GOD HAS GIVEN US, AND MADE THEM OUR GODS INSTEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18536" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reading this particular passage reminds me of how I've sometimes put both material and non material blessings in the place where God rightly is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18536" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actually, well I was reading quite a bit on Isaiah where there's this portion that says our GOD is still a faithful GOD even after we've not made Him first. Not making him first is a sin, indeed. Isaiah goes on to carry God's message to correct Israel's folly and lack of fear, a very painful message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18536" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I really have relied on my material blessings to carry me through a problem, instead of looking to God. And I think that goes for anything; friends instead of GOD, music instead of GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NKJV-18536" class="versenum" value="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  “ Thus says the LORD, the King of Israel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And his Redeemer, the LORD of hosts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  ‘ I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; the First and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; the Last;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Besides Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;there is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; no God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18537" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And who can proclaim as I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Then let him declare it and set it in order for Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Since I appointed the ancient people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And the things that are coming and shall come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Let them show these to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18538" class="versenum" value="8"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Do not fear, nor be afraid;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Have I not told you from that time, and declared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18539" class="versenum" value="9"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Those who make an image, all of them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; useless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And their precious things shall not profit;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  They &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; their own witnesses;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  They neither see nor know, that they may be ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18540" class="versenum" value="10"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Who would form a god or mold an image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; profits him nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18543" class="versenum" value="13"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  The craftsman stretches out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;his&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; rule,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He marks one out with chalk;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He fashions it with a plane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He marks it out with the compass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And makes it like the figure of a man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  According to the beauty of a man, that it may remain in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18544" class="versenum" value="14"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He cuts down cedars for himself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And takes the cypress and the oak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He secures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; for himself among the trees of the forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He plants a pine, and the rain nourishes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18545" class="versenum" value="15"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Then it shall be for a man to burn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  For he will take some of it and warm himself;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Yes, he kindles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; and bakes bread;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Indeed he makes a god and worships &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He makes it a carved image, and falls down to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18546" class="versenum" value="16"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He burns half of it in the fire;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  With this half he eats meat;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He roasts a roast, and is satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He even warms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;himself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; and says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  “ Ah! I am warm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  I have seen the fire.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18547" class="versenum" value="17"&gt;17&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And the rest of it he makes into a god,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  His carved image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  He falls down before it and worships &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Prays to it and says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  “ Deliver me, for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; my god!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18548" class="versenum" value="18"&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  They do not know nor understand;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  For He has shut their eyes, so that they cannot see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; their hearts, so that they cannot understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" id="en-NKJV-18549" class="versenum" value="19"&gt;19&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And no one considers in his heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Nor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;is there&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; knowledge nor understanding to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  “ I have burned half of it in the fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Yes, I have also baked bread on its coals;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  I have roasted meat and eaten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;it;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  And shall I make the rest of it an abomination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;  Shall I fall down before a block of wood?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                      &lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Isaiah 44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;LORD, You called us to offer our bodies as living sacrifices, to give the best of our produce, yet I have not always brought you the best of everything in my life; my time, priority, studies.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I have often repayed your lovingkindess with sin nd rebellion pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Forgive me LORD, teach me and show me how to keep you first each moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3197835143340886580?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3197835143340886580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3197835143340886580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3197835143340886580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3197835143340886580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/firewood-or-idol.html' title='Firewood or Idol'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1916471859199678341</id><published>2009-02-18T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:24:44.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are GOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Trust in the LORD with all your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and lean not on your own understanding; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;in all your ways acknowledge him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;and he will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As surely as the sun will rise, You're there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're watching. You're teaching me to be still in the storm, to know that You alone are God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always easy to say that I'll trust and obey you in all circumstances, but it's a whole different level to actually do likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LORD, I'm studying and studying, and my spirit is not calm. Help me, LORD. Save me from my own folly to think that I can excel in my studies with my own ability. If I am weak now, make me more weak, that your grace might be more than sufficient for me, and that I cannot boast of myself, but boast of Your greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just finished my thermodynamics paper, that I have been studying for. Theoretically, I have no reason to be worried about my studies except that I'm relying on my own strength. Perhaps it's time to let go. Always having difficulty letting go of my studies to God. Maybe I think I can do a better job. Let's hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told GOD just some 15 hours ago(earlier portion of this post) that I want to be made weaker. Indeed I was. I felt like a complete nut during the paper. But somehow, I managed to get most of the questions done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LORD, all in all, this week is a hectic week, but nothing compared to the blood you were sweating when you were facing your hour of destiny. Help me to learn from you and to trust and obey the Father just as you have done. I praise You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1916471859199678341?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1916471859199678341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1916471859199678341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1916471859199678341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1916471859199678341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-god.html' title='You are GOD'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1698940761152818488</id><published>2009-02-14T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:57:45.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MK</title><content type='html'>MK was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;MK is just the beginning!&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1698940761152818488?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1698940761152818488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1698940761152818488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1698940761152818488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1698940761152818488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/mk.html' title='MK'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-83965507761617494</id><published>2009-02-12T09:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:19:40.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>It's what makes us who we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                       - Stephen Christian, Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-83965507761617494?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/83965507761617494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=83965507761617494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/83965507761617494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/83965507761617494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4085241982616008019</id><published>2009-02-11T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:51:50.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithfulness</title><content type='html'>I was just reading this particular psalm... so, well, share share time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 78:37-39&lt;br /&gt;(when the Israelites were in the wilderness, after witnessing God's miracles at the Red Sea and the miraculous splitting of the rocks and manna rain from heaven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their hearts were not loyal to him,&lt;br /&gt;     they were not faithful to his covenant.&lt;br /&gt;Yet he was merciful;&lt;br /&gt;he forgave their iniquities(immorality) and did not destroy them.&lt;br /&gt;Time after time he restrained his anger&lt;br /&gt;     and did not stir up his full wrath.&lt;br /&gt;He remembered that they were but flesh,&lt;br /&gt;     a passing breeze that does not return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to think of myself and the times I have not been faithful to a faithful God. And my heart has turned to make little idols for myself here and there whenever I disobey, whenever I choose to rely on my own ability than acknowledge His enabling power. whenever I become proud...&lt;br /&gt;Yet he was merciful, indeed.. *phew*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final part of this passage, says that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE REMEMBERS how human we are&lt;/span&gt;, and how much we need His grace. It reflects us as mere breezes that does not return.. We don't remember a breeze right? Moving air? And still, we have our own way of blowing ourselves up, causing us to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FORGET our GOD is all-powerful, not us&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unfaithful we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LORD, thank you for your faithfulness that lasts throughout all generations, as said is in Your word. Show me how to be faithful. Remind me how infinitesimal I am, that I'm weak without You and strong with You. Praise Your name GOD, for You have stretched out the heavens and breathed out the stars, and yet still hold in the palm of Your hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[ Teach me your way, O LORD, and I will walk in your truth; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name - Psalm 86:11, of David ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4085241982616008019?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4085241982616008019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4085241982616008019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4085241982616008019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4085241982616008019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/faithfulness.html' title='Faithfulness'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8717768958673104573</id><published>2009-02-10T09:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T10:02:24.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternally temporary. Temporarily eternal.</title><content type='html'>“&lt;em&gt;He is no fool&lt;/em&gt; who gives what &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; cannot keep, to gain that which &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; cannot lose”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Elliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking about how I'm supposed to get good grades and mark up my cgpa, with Malam Krismas drawing immensely close. So I wanted to open the textbooks to catch up when I felt drawn to perform my daily devotions. And I came upon these verses. Confirmation, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. &lt;span id="en-NIV-28861" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. &lt;span id="en-NIV-28862" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Corinthians 4:16-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" id="en-NIV-12890" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Job 1:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live by faith, not by sight. We are confident, I say, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going through any tough siuation, remember that we are to live our lives here as mere strangers in reverent fear of our LORD. Our lives here are temporary. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8717768958673104573?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8717768958673104573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8717768958673104573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8717768958673104573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8717768958673104573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/eternally-temporary-temporarily-eternal.html' title='Eternally temporary. Temporarily eternal.'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4761099447232617813</id><published>2009-02-07T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:01:56.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pork Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wenster.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/img_2896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 235px;" src="http://www.wenster.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/img_2896.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jeng jeng jeng! Yesterday our first ever PERKEB Pork Day!&lt;br /&gt;We bought two decks of cards,and managed to play warlords and scumbags with 7 players.&lt;br /&gt;Shortly thereafter, we went to 'Planet Kopitiam' for the card game.. spent 2 1/2 hours playing just that. Whoa. Revolution!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amanda, for graciously paying for the drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the heirarchy of the current kingdom:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Republic of PORK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La Présidente - David&lt;br /&gt;Vice president - Davin&lt;br /&gt;Secrétair - Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Royal Priest - Wan Sian&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Chariotéer(More like royal trotter) - Rachel&lt;br /&gt;Psallette &amp;amp; Orchestre (Pig Choir and Orchestra) - Juanita&lt;br /&gt;Commandant nous sécurité(Chief of Security) - Charis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vacancies&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Royal Jester&lt;br /&gt;Royal Food Taster&lt;br /&gt;Royal Princess&lt;br /&gt;Heir to the Throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Royal Assets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Royal Scepter - BakKutTeh ladle         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.instantpancakemix.com/images/ladle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 62px; height: 53px;" src="http://www.instantpancakemix.com/images/ladle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Royal Chalice - BakKutTeh bowl of stew&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/DaviD/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:AjuB0Gb_I2rHfM:http://www.3-meals.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/dsc_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 55px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:AjuB0Gb_I2rHfM:http://www.3-meals.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/dsc_0004.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Card Game - Warlords and Scumbags&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:EMyaDJ32tbajgM:http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/6/63/French_suits.svg/300px-French_suits.svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 47px; height: 47px;" src="http://tbn2.google.com/images?q=tbn:EMyaDJ32tbajgM:http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/6/63/French_suits.svg/300px-French_suits.svg.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Sacrament - A piece of pork and its soup&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:fK7YEp_Vj6G1yM:http://www.streetdirectory.com/stock_images/travel/simg_show/11839545270269/1/bak_kut_teh/"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 66px; height: 45px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:fK7YEp_Vj6G1yM:http://www.streetdirectory.com/stock_images/travel/simg_show/11839545270269/1/bak_kut_teh/" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remarks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and join this powerful monarchy, in its valiant conquest to search for the best pork in Kajang and Bangi.  It's still unofficial, however (AJK PERKEB needs to confer about the matter first) I've got no right to declare anything just yet. But when it is official.. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they agree? Will the AJK adhere to their dietary ideals, or will they succumb to the haunting hallways of their bellies? Find out more, in the next edition of: PORK DAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viva la Pork!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4761099447232617813?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4761099447232617813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4761099447232617813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4761099447232617813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4761099447232617813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/pork-day-2009.html' title='Pork Day 2009'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6790194577016394389</id><published>2009-02-05T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:45:50.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>David: It's been a while, LORD. What do I do next? Is it just my fleshly emotions toying around with me again? Is it time to move in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD: Honor Me with the promise you'd made to Me and I will honor you in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David: *oh man tahan tahan* aiya why did I go make that promise. ok lor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised GOD I'd commit the next 1 1/2 years to refrain from entering a relationship, to serve Him and wait for a sign at the end of it. Sometimes I wonder if I've made that commitment on a foolish premise. Either way, already promised, so no turning back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6790194577016394389?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6790194577016394389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6790194577016394389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6790194577016394389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6790194577016394389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/conversation_05.html' 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Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6343258839642441912</id><published>2009-02-05T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:36:13.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6343258839642441912?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6343258839642441912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6343258839642441912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6343258839642441912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6343258839642441912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/in.html' title='in'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8052080822492550840</id><published>2009-02-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:35:16.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8052080822492550840?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8052080822492550840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8052080822492550840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8052080822492550840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8052080822492550840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2092091588793532122</id><published>2009-02-05T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:27:04.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typ-O-matic</title><content type='html'>Got this off Jeen's blog.. anyone could try this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 0%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;89 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Go take the speed typing test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysian-speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/malaysian-badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;63 perkataan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://malaysian-speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speed test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Malay is obviously harder :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2092091588793532122?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2092091588793532122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2092091588793532122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt; O Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made;&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder,&lt;br /&gt;Thy power throughout the universe displayed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art.&lt;br /&gt;Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; When through the woods, and forest glades I wander,&lt;br /&gt;And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.&lt;br /&gt;When I look down, from lofty mountain grandeur&lt;br /&gt;And see the brook, and feel the gentle breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art.&lt;br /&gt;Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;  And when I think, that God, His Son not sparing;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in;&lt;br /&gt;That on the Cross, my burden gladly bearing,&lt;br /&gt;He bled and died to take away my sin.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art.&lt;br /&gt;Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;   When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation,&lt;br /&gt;And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart.&lt;br /&gt; Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,&lt;br /&gt;And then proclaim: "My God, how great Thou art!"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art, How great Thou art.&lt;br /&gt;Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; How great Thou art, How great Thou art!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8918882783339233660?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8918882783339233660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8918882783339233660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8918882783339233660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8918882783339233660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-is-great.html' title='GOD is GREAT'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1481281099828984771</id><published>2009-01-31T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T21:14:01.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MK 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p99pNx87faQ/SXQkFXfluBI/AAAAAAAABoE/B8CAxUl2Ick/s400/poster12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p99pNx87faQ/SXQkFXfluBI/AAAAAAAABoE/B8CAxUl2Ick/s400/poster12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1481281099828984771?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1481281099828984771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1481281099828984771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1481281099828984771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1481281099828984771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/mk-2009.html' title='MK 2009'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p99pNx87faQ/SXQkFXfluBI/AAAAAAAABoE/B8CAxUl2Ick/s72-c/poster12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-189499065595236633</id><published>2009-01-25T00:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:46:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John 15 - Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The True Vine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;1 “I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26696" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away; and every &lt;i&gt;branch&lt;/i&gt; that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26697" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; You are already clean because of the word which I have spoken to you. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26698" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NKJV-26699" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; “I am the vine, you &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26700" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; If anyone does not abide in Me, he is cast out as a branch and is withered; and they gather them and throw &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt; into the fire, and they are burned. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26701" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26702" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; By this My Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit; so you will be My disciples.    &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26703" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; “As the Father loved Me, I also have loved you; abide in My love. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26704" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; If you keep My commandments, you will abide in My love, just as I have kept My Father’s commandments and abide in His love.    &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26705" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; “These things I have spoken to you, that My joy may remain in you, and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; your joy may be full. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26706" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26707" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26708" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; You are My friends if you do whatever I command you. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26709" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all things that I heard from My Father I have made known to you. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26710" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; You did not choose Me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit, and &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; your fruit should remain, that whatever you ask the Father in My name He may give you. &lt;span id="en-NKJV-26711" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; These things I command you, that you love one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we love God, we obey Him.&lt;br /&gt;And we obey whom we fear. Perfect love casts out all fear(all kinds of fear except the fearing God) So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If we fear man, we love ourselves(imperfect love), for we worry of what man thinks of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If we fear God, we love God(perfect agape love), for we worry if we are giving Him the respect He deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If we love our lives, we will lose it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If we hate it, we will save it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many people want agape love but don't do anything to obtain it. Because they fear man's opinion rather than God Himself. However, let us Christians start loving God by obeying Him. We can't obey Him unless we fear Him, so let's start fearing Him. We can't fear Him when we treat as common the things God regards holy. So let's fear Him by living holy lives. This is done by obeying His voice when He calls for our obedience. Pray for opportunities to obey Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's remain faithful to God.&lt;br /&gt;We can't remain faithful to God unless we lose our lives for Him, because once we lose our lives for Him, we live only to please Him. Wanting to lose our lives is not enough. We've got to actually lose it.Obedience ignites our love engine, but faithfulness is what keeps us going. Will we be good and faithful servants of the LORD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Love, Godly fear, Obedience, and Faith are not mutually exclusive events. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;They are intertwined to determine our relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Time to give up loving myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Time to love God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; Time to love others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-189499065595236633?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/189499065595236633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=189499065595236633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/189499065595236633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/189499065595236633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/john-15.html' title='John 15 - Study'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4833181586122084377</id><published>2009-01-23T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:57:12.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To PERKEB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXilNTEwPjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/M7ggxvbqSTE/s1600-h/perkeb+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXilNTEwPjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/M7ggxvbqSTE/s400/perkeb+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294163009851113010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people that have helped me be me again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4833181586122084377?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4833181586122084377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4833181586122084377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4833181586122084377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4833181586122084377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-perkeb.html' title='To PERKEB'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXilNTEwPjI/AAAAAAAAAGA/M7ggxvbqSTE/s72-c/perkeb+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-7415447108465884563</id><published>2009-01-22T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:54:18.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 - 2009</title><content type='html'>Honestly, at this point, I don't feel inspired to write anything.. All I can feel is the garlic cheese naan slowly dissipating within the abyss of my digestive system.. It's kind of late to begin blogging about entering into a new year. Anyway,I was at PERKEB meeting a few hours ago, and Ps Reuben was sharing about letting go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Letting go of the past huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success and failure have one thing in common, they are events of the past. What's important is who I am now. If I were to die today, what would the world matter to me? Nothing, I guess, since I'd be in heaven.. I've been through my fair share of peaks and troughs (if you could imagine a sinusoidal transverse wave pattern in 2D).. The peaks and troughs have been of different magnitudes, different intensities, different frequencies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay la layman terms: A rollercoaster ride&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a lot. My priorities have transformed, cultured some good habits and bad ones too.. Looking back on a whole year, I did not come up with a 'Things I want to achieve by the end of 2008' list.. However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things I wish I did that I did not do,&lt;br /&gt;There are things I did that I wish I did not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In retrospect of 2008, there is one fact that has been more real to me in 2008 than any year in my life, one fact that I don't have to wish for to be true, one fact that I am fully assured of;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;That is His GOODNESS, His LOVE, His FAITHFULNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;  his faithfulness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; continues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;through&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;generations&lt;/b&gt;. Psalm 100:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;What more could I ask for? I have JESUS =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade—kept in heaven for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who through faith are shielded by God's power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time&lt;/span&gt;.   1 Peter 1:3-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-7415447108465884563?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/7415447108465884563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=7415447108465884563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7415447108465884563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/7415447108465884563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/emotions.html' title='2008 - 2009'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-23632924747409452</id><published>2009-01-17T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:42:01.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Efficiency vs waste</title><content type='html'>Today was productive. Really enjoyed catching up with my mom, Dan, Shu Xian, Chee Liang, Kristy, Josh F, and Rebecca... Lets hope it'll be productive tomorrow. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Jan (today)&lt;br /&gt;10.00am - breakfast with mom&lt;br /&gt;11.00am - local youth prayer gathering, PPBC&lt;br /&gt;4.00am  - youth church&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm - dinner with friends who returned from the land down under..&lt;br /&gt;11.59pm - Z z Z catching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Jan (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;6.30am - travel back to UKM =)&lt;br /&gt;9.00am - choir annual dinner-venue hunting&lt;br /&gt;1.00pm - lab prep reading, vector calculus work&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm - choir night committee meeting&lt;br /&gt;7.30pm - Malam Krismas meeting&lt;br /&gt;11.59pm - mamak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Jan (monday)&lt;br /&gt;8am - classes begin.. boohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've laid out my short term schedule, I had better stick to it. Yawn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-23632924747409452?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/23632924747409452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=23632924747409452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/23632924747409452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/23632924747409452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/efficiency-vs-waste.html' title='Efficiency vs waste'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-6540934894214939108</id><published>2009-01-12T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:42:38.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misi Orang Asli - Kg Serigala</title><content type='html'>DAVID LEONG KIN MING&lt;br /&gt;A123427&lt;br /&gt;FKEJ / JKMB 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengalaman di MOA.....&lt;br /&gt;LOKASI: KG SERIGALA, TJG MALIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOA kali ini merupakan 'mission trip' saya yang pertama. Saya terhutang budi atas kemesraan orang asli di Kg Serigala. Mereka bukan sahaja sudi meluangkan masa dengan kami, malah memasak untuk kami pada suatu ketika. Walau bagaimanapun, saya paling bersyukur atas tanganNya di atas kehidupan mereka, walaupun mereka tidak diberkati dari segi kebendaan seperti kami di bandar, dan UKM. Saya pun terfikir kenapa saya selalu merungut dan rasa tidak puas hati walaupun Allah telah memberkati saya dari segi kebendaan... Tuhan pernah mengatakan kepada seorang pengkhutbah dalam satu 'DVD sermon' yang telah saya tontoni, "merungut umpama mengatakan kepada Tuhan: Tuhan saya lebih tahu apa yang penting dalam hidup saya berbanding dengan kamu, saya lebih memahami situasi saya berbanding kamu. Kamu seharusnya melakukan begini, begitu..." Saya sedar dan teringat akan diri sendiri yang sering merungut, biar di mulut mahupun di hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genap satu bulan selepas MOA, saya tidak tahu jika cara hidup saya berubah baik. Sebenarnya, pilihan menyertai MOA untuk tujuan mengubah hidup sendiri amat baik, namun saya percaya bahawa perubahan tidak berlaku selepas satu malam.&lt;br /&gt;Perubahan adalah hasil daripada pilihan manusia untuk mentaati dan mematuhi seruan Tuhan ataupun tidak, dalam jangka masa yang panjang. Walaubagaimanapun, persepsi saya terhadap golongan orang asli telah berubah sekaligus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pergilah ke MOA. Biar satu kali pun, untuk pengalamannya. Pergilah ke MOA lagi(jika anda pernah pergi), sebagai cara menyembah Tuhan, sebagai satu persembahan kepadaNya. Berikanlah masa, kewangan, dan daya usaha anda, dan sediakan diri anda untuk rencanaNya melalui MOA. Pemberian ini diumpamakan sebagai 'serpihan yang amat kecil' berbanding pemberian Tuhan melalui kematian Yesus demi kita. Dengan segala pemberian Allah atas kasih karuniaNya, kita sepatutnya berikan yang terbaik kepada Tuhan Bapa di syurga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....supaya kamu mempersembahkan tubuhmu sebagai persembahan yang hidup, yang kudus dan yang berkenan kepada Allah: itu adalah ibadahmu yang jati." - Roma 12:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekiranya kita sentiasa sibuk dengan pekerjaan atau pelajaran dan tiada masa melayaniNya (misalnya MOA), saya percaya bahawa kita harus mempertimbangkan prioriti-prioriti diri. Mementingkan pelajaran bukanlah salah, namun lebih mementingkan pelajaran daripada Allah jelas salah. Ia dipanggil keberhalaan(idolatry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendek kata, jika kamu tahu bahawa Roh Kudus inginkan kamu menyertai MOA, jangan teragak-agak lagi! (tapi pergilah dengan motif-motif yang betul)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang mampu kita berikan kepada Tuhan? Tiada apapun. Semua yang kita ada adalah hasil kasih karuniaNya. Puji Tuhan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-6540934894214939108?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/6540934894214939108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=6540934894214939108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6540934894214939108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/6540934894214939108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/misi-orang-asli-kg-serigala.html' title='Misi Orang Asli - Kg Serigala'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3440974942242597445</id><published>2009-01-09T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T00:12:31.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dean's List, or God's?</title><content type='html'>Although a harsh reality, most Christian students have to choose whose shortlist they wanna be on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Complaints:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dean's list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 credit hours of lecture.&lt;br /&gt;4 tutorials for all 4 subjects,&lt;br /&gt;Laboratory sessions for 3 subjects,&lt;br /&gt;and 2 projects.&lt;br /&gt;Ethnic relations&lt;br /&gt;Classical music.&lt;br /&gt;Weekly choir practices... ahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;God's list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MK'09 -&gt; The Malam Muzikal Krismas production, which is only a month away.. Only yesterday, we changed our venue, creating a whole new list of pros and cons... A whole new proposal has to be sent, and major readjustments to be made, paperwork, discussions, etc. HOW LA HOW. Help, Holy Spirit. SO MUCH WORK TO BE DONE...&lt;br /&gt;MYPG(should I involve myself in this work?)&lt;br /&gt;PERKEB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, help. What do I do? I need wisdom and lots more. We had a time of waiting upon the LORD at the prayer meeting outside the uni hall this afternoon.. Ben shared two verses with Jyan and I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Matthew 6:31-33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt; Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEREFORE, our GOD is still GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of whom shall I fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God, or the Dean?&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/550126643201401207-3440974942242597445?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3440974942242597445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3440974942242597445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3440974942242597445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3440974942242597445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/deans-list-or-gods.html' title='Dean&apos;s List, or God&apos;s?'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4108709767637302026</id><published>2009-01-04T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:21:12.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaysian Youth Prayer Gathering, Kuantan</title><content type='html'>If you are looking for something inspiring, look for 200 young people from all corners of the peninsular just meeting up to pray.MYPG Kuantan was just awe-inspiring. It's so awe-inspiring that I'll just cut to the chase. We had prayer warriors from Alor Setar, Kulim, Kluang, Kuantan, and the KL-PJ area. Each city had their own Local Youth Prayer Gathering(LYPG). Now it's going inter-state. We're gearing for the next MYPG to be held in the KL-PJ region, aimed to unite young people just to meet and pray for our nation. Visions revealed, work is being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The goal of LYPG and MYPG??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;100'000 Malaysian young people on fire for Jesus, united and engaged in prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYPG's and the MYPG are merely events that symbolise the revival to come. They both are part and parcel of the work our awesome God is doing for our nation's people. The whole highlight about MYPG Kuantan wasn't the different cities' representatives coming to pray together. We have that all the time. Rather, it is the fact that God is using prayer as the CATALYST FOR REVIVAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my breakthrough came at a 6am prayer we had on that cold Saturday dawn, only after a mere 2 hrs of sleep. Some people came for the 6am prayer to prepare before the event began at 8am. There were reports of spiritual attacks on the organising committee. Spiritual oppression only proves that Satan is afraid. And he is doing everything in his power to prevent people praying. But God did not let that happen. NO He did not. We confessed our sins publicly at the 6am prayer gathering. and broke the power of sin over each person's life there that morning. Talk about chains loosened? That was chains broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had corporate repentance for the same sins later that morning, which were:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sins of sexual immorality and lust&lt;br /&gt;2. Pride&lt;br /&gt;3. Rebellion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I am a sinner in all those areas. And confession of sin holds great power.&lt;br /&gt;So here goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yes I watch pornography.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I masturbate.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I look at women lustfully.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I act and think higher of myself than I should.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have a rebellious attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a weak person, and that's who I am. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But also, I am His child, forgiven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was difficult to confess it back then, it's hard to confess it now. As I was confessing, I knew I would disappoint so many people. But I figured I'd rather disappoint people then disappoint God if I disobeyed His call to repentance and confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared this particular Bible verse at the 6am prayer session at MYPG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 John 1:8-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-30533" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. &lt;span id="en-NIV-30534" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. &lt;span id="en-NIV-30535" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If we claim we have not sinned, we make him out to be a liar and his word has no place in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That word spoke so true for me, and for the rest there, at that time. As we repented, of sexual sin, of pride, and of rebellion, I just knew that His forgiveness just took the heavy yoke of sin off my shoulder, and replacing it with a robe of righteousness. That knowledge is a resounding of His word in &lt;span id="en-NIV-28072" class="sup"&gt;Romans 6:18 -&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You have been set free from sin and have become slaves to righteousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true joy to be a slave to righteousness. It does not just mean 'walking right with God'. It also means 'being bound and living with no choice other than to obey Him'. Of course, you can still disobey God, but it should be every Christian's goal to be bound to living righteous lives. Anyway, we all need to come humbly before Him, and repent, and give Him the glory He deserves. I've become so convicted about so many matters. Matters of giving Him the firstfruits of my time, sacrifice, and obedience. This particular sentence struck me as Pas Kenneth Chin was sharing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obedience is better than sacrifice. Sacrifice is giving God what I want to give. Obedience is giving God what He wants me to give. And most of the time I believe, He wants me to give up my pride so that I can willingly obey Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne went on stage to give this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LORD, thank you for planning out the event so I could be there. Thank You for the opportunity to repent. Enlighten my spiritual senses even more so that I may know You, and Your plans better. Help me to walk in obedience and faith as I live for Your glory and kingdom. Keep reminding me to repent at anytime I set an idol for myself, and at anytime I take the glory that You deserve&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Everything belongs to You, and is for You. Not to me, but to Your name, be all glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4108709767637302026?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4108709767637302026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4108709767637302026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4108709767637302026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4108709767637302026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/malaysian-youth-prayer-gathering.html' title='Malaysian Youth Prayer Gathering, Kuantan'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-2991663688301493372</id><published>2009-01-01T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:04:05.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New &lt;     &gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emotions:  New year only mah.&lt;br /&gt;Regrets: God was not first everyday of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions achieved: I never made new year resolutions before.. resolutions come anytime in the year, as I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions made: Stop computer games altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I have not done since last year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Piss.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eaten Mamak food.&lt;br /&gt;3. Made a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sat on a bus&lt;br /&gt;5. Have dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha. Well, with all the fruitless talk behind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Looking on the past year, it's only natural to be thankful of what God has done for me.&lt;br /&gt;But last year was last year. Last year will never be this year, and neither will this year be the one after. So what makes this new year so special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, from a narrow PointOfView, a 'year' merely represents 365 ¼ days, or 8766 hours.. a mere time frame, a chrono-jargon. So a new year somehow doesn't mean much to me.&lt;br /&gt;I never really understood why people relish the thought of a new year.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a career bonus?  Promotion? Who knows? Sure, it's another year closer to being deceased. Sure, it's yet another study semester that I have to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, to me, what's so significant about this year?&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, so pessimistic lar, but nothing's special about this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Our LORD invented time itself, and since we live within the boundaries of time, we're so limited. We could always define a year as 300 days, or a minute as 25 seconds.Just like how the alphabet was created. 'A' could have been '♠'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know there's something more special than just a new year.&lt;br /&gt;I think the most special thing I will ever experience is His love. No time-frame is going to determine whether His love for us increases or decreases. A new year does not trigger whether or not his compassion for us have dropped one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I won't celebrate a new year. I'll celebrate every new second. I'll celebrate every new minute, every new hour, every moment... every &lt;insert&gt;(insert time frame here).  I won't celebrate a new year because it's a new year. I'll celebrate a new year because I'm celebrating His continuous, limitless love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not celebrate God's love with  unending praise unto Him?&lt;br /&gt;Is it not so, that only unending praise will fit His unending love that we experience every (insert time frame here) &lt;insert&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" id="en-NIV-30234" class="sup" &gt;Hebrews 13:8 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was not faithful, you were faithful.&lt;br /&gt;When my love for You has dulled, Your love for us has never changed.&lt;br /&gt;Frail as I am, You never look down on me. Instead, You love me enough to know me so intimately, every sub-atomic particle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, therefore, let every sub-atomic particle within me celebrate His infinite, unending love for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;Praise, people, PRAISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-2991663688301493372?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/2991663688301493372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=2991663688301493372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2991663688301493372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/2991663688301493372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2009/01/new.html' title='A New &lt;     &gt;'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4358124437983076686</id><published>2008-12-30T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T00:03:51.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAYSIAN YOUTH PRAYER GATHERING</title><content type='html'>8pm - Jan 2nd      to       5pm - Jan 3rd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that the leaders' retreat is within the same period. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CAN'T WAIT TO GO! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4358124437983076686?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4358124437983076686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4358124437983076686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4358124437983076686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4358124437983076686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2008/12/malaysian-youth-prayer-gathering.html' title='MALAYSIAN YOUTH PRAYER GATHERING'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-5695446586786165537</id><published>2008-12-27T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:49:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Amazing Songs</title><content type='html'>Three songs have spoken to me the most for as long as I have been alive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Jesus love me this I know&lt;br /&gt;For the Bible tells me so&lt;br /&gt;Little ones to Him belong&lt;br /&gt;They are weak but He is strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I just realized the term 'little ones' might refer not to kids but to us humans, as minute as we are, we are weak but the infinite God is all-powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I have decided to follow Jesus(x3)&lt;br /&gt;no turning back, no turning back&lt;br /&gt;No one go with me, still I will follow(x3)&lt;br /&gt;no turning back, no turning back&lt;br /&gt;The cross before me, the world behind me(x3)&lt;br /&gt;no turning back, no turning back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This song reminds me that I have no other option but to live for Jesus, for everything else does not seem to satisfy. Nothing in my past or future will make sense without Jesus in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What can wash away my sins&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;What can make me whole again&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Oh precious is the flow, that makes us white as snow&lt;br /&gt;No other fount I know,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but the blood of Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No human effort will be able to reconcile me with the Father, only the ultimate sacrifice will suffice for the ultimate sinner, me, by ultimate grace through faith. Indeed only Jesus saves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.     John  14:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-5695446586786165537?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/5695446586786165537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=5695446586786165537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5695446586786165537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/5695446586786165537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-amazing-songs.html' title='Three Amazing Songs'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-1955394595054793483</id><published>2008-12-26T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:19:20.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanting and Needing</title><content type='html'>God, I wanted You.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I need You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me LORD, because I wanted You, and made You an option.&lt;br /&gt;Help me LORD, to make you fundamental in my life, my only necessity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-1955394595054793483?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/1955394595054793483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=1955394595054793483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1955394595054793483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/1955394595054793483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2008/12/wanting-and-needing.html' title='Wanting and Needing'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-3757784283799224332</id><published>2008-12-26T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:12:06.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painkillers</title><content type='html'>A painful past, and a present pain.&lt;br /&gt;LORD. What shall I do with it? I want to move on.&lt;br /&gt;How do I start anew, when I can't leave the past behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, I bought some paracetamol(painkillers) and wrapped them as christmas presents for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;As I know it, painkillers do nothing to remove the source of the pain, but does well to remove the sensation itself. Nonetheless, it offers relief somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time I had a faith-testing toothache during my first semester exam in my first year in UKM. And a very faith-testing toothache it was, when there's a limit to daily dosage ( 8 pills a day )..  And when the painkiller supply was depleted, I had to bear the pain until I visited the local orthodontist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I could do was pray..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analogous to emotional pain, sometimes we take all kinds of 'painkillers'. Elements that seem capable of alleviating the pain. Comfort in friendship and relationships, keeping oneself busy, music, food, things that don't seem to satisfy. For a temporary duration these elements do seem to alleviate the pain.. But when it comes back again and we have exhausted all the 'painkillers', we become one who's at wits end, spirits end, emotions end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all we could do was pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As painkillers don't remove the cause of the pain,&lt;br /&gt;earthly elements do not eliminate the cause of your emotional hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in His grace, He WILL carry you through, and He's always on time to save the day. He never goes back on His promises. His will for you is perfectly planned and wonderfully crafted.&lt;br /&gt;Trust in Him, for those that trust in Him are indeed like Mount Zion, which cannot be shaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phil 4:6-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. &lt;span id="en-NIV-29434" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-3757784283799224332?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/3757784283799224332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=3757784283799224332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3757784283799224332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/3757784283799224332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2008/12/painkillers.html' title='Painkillers'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-8371123982565887874</id><published>2008-12-25T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:41:00.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mukjizat itu Nyata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Tak terbatas kuasaMu Tuhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Semua telah Kau lakukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Apa yang kelihatan mustahil bagiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Itu sangat mungkin bagiMu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Di saat ku tak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;KasihMu yang sempurna&lt;br /&gt;Ketika aku percaya&lt;br /&gt;Mukjizat itu nyata&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kerna kekuatan&lt;br /&gt;Tapi RohMu, ya Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Ketika aku percaya&lt;br /&gt;Mukjizat itu nyata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Unbounded is Your power, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;All things You have accomplished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Those things which appear to be impossible to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;They are very possible for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The very second i have no strength&lt;br /&gt;It's your love that is perfect&lt;br /&gt;The moment i believe&lt;br /&gt;The miracle is real&lt;br /&gt;Not by might, nor by power&lt;br /&gt;but by Your Spirit, oh God&lt;br /&gt;The moment i believe&lt;br /&gt;The miracle is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: God does not necessarily give you a miracle just because we 'believe'.. It also has to be in line with His divine, perfect will for your life. Of course, He will give you what you ask for if you keep insisting although it's not God's best for you, but He let's you have it because He is a God who created us with free will. But be careful what you ask for. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyeux Noel and a Happy 2009 to all of You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves you this season, and forevermore. Will we do the same for others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-8371123982565887874?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/8371123982565887874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=8371123982565887874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8371123982565887874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/8371123982565887874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2008/12/mukjizat-itu-nyata.html' title='Mukjizat itu Nyata'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-550126643201401207.post-4085666180241801181</id><published>2008-12-10T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:52:59.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redirection</title><content type='html'>Had my redirection day today. Or rather, redirection night.&lt;br /&gt;It's been an eventful year, the year with the most ups and downs yet.&lt;br /&gt;I decided and told God only 24 hours ago that I'd spend the entire day cleaning up my room, sorting out stuff, reviewing, and refocusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I did not carry out my decision. I procrastinated and procrastinated and procrastinated and procrastinated....Until God decided to stop waiting for me to stop procrastinating, to step in and start redirecting my life for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this was what happened:&lt;br /&gt;I procrastinated. Hunched in front of the PC all day, I couldn't care less about lifting a neuron. Yes, unhealthy. I admit, I am hooked to PC games. Idolatry, sigh. So I didn't properly fulfill the errands given to me by mom in the morning.. So I was told off (plus all the emotional turmoil, I'll spare the details) .. What happened next is pretty embarassing for me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there are tears and snot all over my T-shirt now, so you can guess. I wanted to argue but I didn't have any voice left(sheesh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my life was in a mess, and now God has graciously brought it back on track.&lt;br /&gt;I thank him for His forgiveness, so much. When I was getting scolded, I couldn't say I was sorry. I couldn't figure out why I couldn't utter 'sorry'... maybe I was afraid of what my mom would say after that, maybe I was afraid I wouldn't mean my sorry.. And then I came before Him, with my mess, confessing my messy life ever since I took control of it, and suddenly I realise the reason behind my inability to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was because I hadn't said sorry to God before then. And I realise that I wasn't hurting my mom as much as I was hurting God, considering how many of my daily devotions I missed. I guess I was pretty much a spiritually backslidden Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You LORD, for Your faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;- when I was unfaithful -&lt;br /&gt;Thank You LORD, for Your grace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;- when I was selfish -&lt;br /&gt;Thank You LORD, for redirecting my life.&lt;br /&gt;- when I mess up everytime -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang the following stanzas during the whole ordeal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Amazing Grace how sweet the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that saved a wretch like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I was once lost but now am found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Was blind but now I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Create in me a clean heart, O God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And renew a right spirit within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Cast me not away from the presence O Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And take not thy Holy Spirit from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Restore unto me the joy of life's salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And renew a right spirit within me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We fall down we lay our crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at the feet of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The greatness of His mercy and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at the feet of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We cry holy, holy, holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;is the Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 1:9 - Jika kita mengaku dosa kita, maka Ia adalah setia dan adil, sehingga Ia akan mengampuni segala dosa kita dan menyucikan dari segala kejahatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1920x1200/2008/World_England_Still_lake_at_dusk_007560_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 238px;" src="http://www.zastavki.com/pictures/1920x1200/2008/World_England_Still_lake_at_dusk_007560_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His promises are absolute.&lt;br /&gt;His promises are kept.&lt;br /&gt;His promises are always on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;JanjiMu Seperti Fajar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ketika ku hadapi kehidupan ini&lt;br /&gt;jalan mana yg harus kupilih&lt;br /&gt;ku tahu ku tak mampu&lt;br /&gt;ku tahu ku tak sanggup&lt;br /&gt;hanya kau Tuhan tempat jawapanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku pun tahu ku tak pernah sendiri&lt;br /&gt;selama engkau Allah yg menggendongku&lt;br /&gt;tanganMu membelaiku&lt;br /&gt;cintaMu memuaskanku&lt;br /&gt;kau mengangkatku ke tempat yg tinggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janjiMu seperti fajar pagi hari&lt;br /&gt;dan tiada pernah terlambat bersinar&lt;br /&gt;cintamu seperti sungai yg mengalir&lt;br /&gt;dan ku tahu betapa dalam kasihMu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/550126643201401207-4085666180241801181?l=kinemenematics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/feeds/4085666180241801181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=550126643201401207&amp;postID=4085666180241801181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4085666180241801181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/550126643201401207/posts/default/4085666180241801181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinemenematics.blogspot.com/2008/12/why.html' title='Redirection'/><author><name>David Leong Kin Ming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12005460576154069860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vb7fDdkBx1M/SXs_thnKhgI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ws4tA5pmtos/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
