Faith Noodles

hmm.. i seem to be having more than my fair share of surprises lately. i won't mention all of them, only some of them =) i don't think i've ever been so delighted at seeing the words "getah tervulkan dan tak tervulkan" before *grin grin* was so so happy when it came out in paper 3!! thank u Lord!!! and... i just heard that Uncle Christopher from extension centre married aunty josephine, my kindergarten teacher TODAY while i was sitting for my moral paper!!! =D ahh, i must congratulate them when i see them =) i saw them once sitting together at church, n i remembered someone was telling me how good it would be if they went together. never thought much abt it.. wahhhh.. n i just received an email from max PROCLAIMING their marriage! sigh.. that shows how left out i am from the stuff happening at extension center. sigh.. things are going to change, drastically.. i'm not so sure i'm going to be comfortable with those changes. *heaves a long sigh* however, wh...

By Rick Warren. There's a great story in Acts 16 where Paul and Silas, two of the first Christians, are thrown in prison. In a dark, dank jail at midnight they decide to start thanking God. They start singing and praising God - and God does a miracle. He sends an earthquake that rattles all the jail doors loose. The jailer says, "I'm going to kill myself because all the prisoners are loose now." Paul says, "No, we're all here." The jailer says, "What kind of prisoners are you?" "Christians," Paul says. So the jailer takes Paul and Silas to his home and Paul tells them about Christ. That night the jailer's whole family accepts the Lord. Paul and Silas's prison doors were unlocked when they began to praise and thank God. What prison are you in? An emotional prison? A financial prison? A relational prison? Are you locked up with  fear, worry and uncertainty ? Are you locked up with guilt ? Are you locked up with d...

..we are precious in His sight! Teehee. I'm in love! I'm in love with a boy at my church but i've no idea what his name is. Hmm let me give u a brief description of him, he has a boyish hair-cut, an ADORABLE smile & he's vertically challenged! The first time I met him, hmmm.. let's see what did I do? :D I was captivated by his boyish looks & his cute grin! Sigh.. so I gave in... I couldn't suppress that longing in me to play with him. SO, guess what I ended up doing? I ended up playing peek-a-boo with him in church! I guess, mmm, I was influenced by ice age: There's a scene where the saber-tooth tiger played a game with the human baby.. he covered his eyes with his hand, er I mean paw, n peeked thru his fingers & kept on going "Where's the baby?" When the baby wasn't hiding, he'd shout, "There he is!" Of course, I played the silent version of peek-a-boo. Well, sort of. Both the boy & I enjoyed it. How...

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Sometimes, you ust take everything & everyone for granted & when you realise that someone you really love & care about is gone.. it hits you, HARD. That's how I feel now. Well, I guess for many, weeping over a dog is pathetic, but I can't help it! My mum gave away Dasher, my Dalmation. Sigh, never expected that to happen - I had a fantastic time at the funfair and Joanna was unable to pry me away from playing game-after-game. Left for Physics tuition and upon returning, my sister asked me a strange question, "Cheh, are you in a happy mood today?" "Yes!" was my reply. And then she asked me again, "Are you going to stay happy?" A little unsure what to make out of the situation, I answered "Yes" once more. Then , she told me that mum gave Dash away. To which, I instantly burst into tears. Well, God, I've prayed that mum wouldn't give Dash away but she still did. Lord, I prayed in Form 3 that Uncle Jason and t...

Have been thinking lately about what career I should pursue. I've considered being a vet, since I do love animals, if I'm going to be one, I'll have to go to Massey University since it's the only uni in the whole of NZ that offers the course. Otago doesn't even have it. Hmm. But, I think, I'd be more "emotionally gratified" if I work with people because as much as I love animals, I feel like I should work with people more. My mum told me once that I should choose an occupation I really enjoy doing, and get paid for it. Hmm, what would I enjoy doing? I've heard people telling me about how they knew what job they would select. Aunty Anna, one of the ladies I worked with in Sunday School, told me that she knew she was destined to be a teacher. She said she just felt a "supernatural bubbling joy" within her whenever she taught the children. I must confess I did enjoy teaching Sunday School but I never felt that "bubbling joy"...

Author unknown. The sun rose that first Easter morning on an entirely different world than the one that had existed hours earlier. For most people, to be sure, it was the same. Birds twittered as they usually did in their predawn revelry. Lazy dogs barked at the sound of the first early risers. In his penthouse in downtown Jerusalem, Pilate rolled over in bed and moaned at the mockingbird making a racket on his veranda. He could feel his wifes stiffness next to him. He didnt even have to look to see her wide, sleepless eyes locked on a crack in the ceiling for fear of the dreams that might come back if she closed them. In the nearby barracks, a soldier snored on in thick oblivion. Soon his comrades would wake up to wicked hangovers, a usual Sunday morning experience. Things were always quiet on the Jewish Sabbath, so Saturdays became party time for the Roman soldiers. Out in the courtyard, roosters crowed, and Peter, curled up next to a stone wall, was sure he heard every last one...