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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 09:37:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>it is enough</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 11:36:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am starting to learn to stop entertaining the thoughts that will bring me down. I start recognising what I am doing is enough because I am doing it with God. I have started to mentally block the voices in my head; it&#8217;s not easy because I have allow it to rule me for so [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=yenc.wordpress.com&blog=3754089&post=13&subd=yenc&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>I am starting to learn to stop entertaining the thoughts that will bring me down. I start recognising what I am doing is enough because I am doing it with God. I have started to mentally block the voices in my head; it&#8217;s not easy because I have allow it to rule me for so long.. but it is time to go!</p>
<p>I realised that I have to start standing in the position that I have chosen. For a while, I thought that I am standing in for someone&#8230; but over the week I realised that this is my position. This is the path that God has chosen for me. This is the path that I have said yes to. I am who I am because of what God has given me. I realised that I can stand. I can talk to people. People are attracted to me for me, for what I can offer them.. not what others can. I can now start to understand the purpose.</p>
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		<title>when is the line drawn?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 11:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
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Staring into the sky, looking at the window, watching the day goes bySomehow things are just not the same anymoreYet I hold onAnd I standBecause I&#8217;ve been called
Today, I will be a bigger personToday, I will be braveToday, I will stand
Rush of regretsTears of joyNo more
Today


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<div style="text-align:center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Staring into the sky, looking at the window, watching the day goes by<br />Somehow things are just not the same anymore<br />Yet I hold on<br />And I stand<br />Because I&#8217;ve been called</p>
<p>Today, I will be a bigger person<br />Today, I will be brave<br />Today, I will stand</p>
<p>Rush of regrets<br />Tears of joy<br />No more</p>
<p>Today</p>
<p></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div>
<p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></span></p>
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		<title>God&#8217;s love</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[How do I tell you that God loves you?
He sends people around you to teach you.
God taught me how to love when I did not know how.
He showed me how is it to love unconditionally,
A love that last forever without boundaries.
He shows me a glimpse of how He feels for His loved ones.
He surrounds me [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=yenc.wordpress.com&blog=3754089&post=6&subd=yenc&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GmQJ-3UpeTg/SCwfc6iw6GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dSoNqqHuqb8/s1600-h/James+and+Nat%27s+Engagement+at+Lachlan+012.jpg"><img style="float:left;cursor:pointer;width:132px;height:218px;margin:0 10px 10px 0;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GmQJ-3UpeTg/SCwfc6iw6GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dSoNqqHuqb8/s320/James+and+Nat%27s+Engagement+at+Lachlan+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:lucida grande;">How do I tell you that God loves you?</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He sends people around you to teach you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">God taught me how to love when I did not know how.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He showed me how is it to love unconditionally,</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">A love that last forever without boundaries.</span><br />
<span style="font-size:85%;font-family:lucida grande;">He shows me a glimpse of how He feels for His loved ones.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He surrounds me with people that knows how to love.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He surrounds me with people that loves me.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I know God loves me because He shows me how.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He shows me how to love when it is too hard to love.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He shows me how to love when I don&#8217;t believe in love.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">He shows me how to love when I am too hurt to love.</span><br />
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">My God loves me <span style="font-weight:bold;">because</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:78%;">But I am like an olive tree<br />
flourishing in the house of God;<br />
I trust in God&#8217;s unfailing love<br />
for ever and ever.<br />
{Psalm 52:8}</span></p>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 10:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;typing&#8221; the feelingI hate typing how I feel because I know that the words I type will clearly reflect on how I feel. Sometimes I feel that I over expose myself &#8211; one point that I annoys me about myself. I express myself too honestly and I feel that this annoys people around me.. I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=yenc.wordpress.com&blog=3754089&post=5&subd=yenc&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">&#8220;typing&#8221; the feeling</span><br />I hate typing how I feel because I know that the words I type will clearly reflect on how I feel. Sometimes I feel that I over expose myself &#8211; one point that I annoys me about myself. I express myself too honestly and I feel that this annoys people around me.. I realised that a lot of what I feel, how I react and why I do certain things revolves around my assumption of what others think of me.<br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-style:italic;">To be completely honest, I realised that deep down inside, I actually do care about what people think of me. I always thought that I was confident enough in knowing who I was and what I wanted and how to get there without caring about what others think.. but little do I realised that without realising it, I have imposed on myself what others wanted me to do.</p>
<p>Mum wanted me to be a lawyer &#8211; so I went studied Law in Uni just to please her even though I hated it. Looking back, I was fulfilling what Mum wanted me to do. It is too complicated to draw a line on whether perhaps I did wanted to be a lawyer or if I have imposed this on myself because I felt that was what I wanted to. I don&#8217;t think I could ever clearly draw a line on knowing what it is because of the way I was raised up as a child.</p>
<p>My family was western in many ways but my parents were traditional Chinese in their thoughts. I feel that I have somehow been taught to understand that I have to live my life the way my parents wanted it to be to show them how much I loved them.</p>
<p><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><span style="font-weight:bold;">Confidence</span><br />If there was a test on confidence, I think I would have failed it a few times and then it would have really helped with my confidence (NOT!) I&#8217;ve never really had great confidence in myself because I&#8217;ve never been told that I have done well enough to deserve anything. I would think that my confidence would not matter much if I was doing something else, but being in this role has exposed me to the fact that I need to have confidence in God for this journey that He has called me to.</p>
<p>I was struggling to keep my confidence a few weeks back because I felt that every confidence I had was almost fake &#8211; it felt that it was materially given to me and then snatched away before I even had the time to understand it.It was surreal.</p>
<p><span style="font-style:italic;">I realised that I have been putting my confidence in man instead of God. While I know in theory and often speak of the theory to others to put your confidence in God, I have somehow relied in man. I think the lack of a real relationship with my real father has somehow clouded my relationship with my Heavenly Father. I did not know how to to truly rely on my Heavenly Father because my earthly father has betrayed me and in the process hurt me. <span style="font-weight:bold;"></p>
<p></span>I was afraid.<span style="font-weight:bold;"></p>
<p></span><span style="font-style:italic;">I </span> have since made a number of reflection to ask God to show me who He is.(Who is my father)<br /></span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">I am the worst judge of myself<br /></span>I have never defined what is good enough; therefore, in everything that I do, I don&#8217;t think that I might be doing enough. If I am given a report to write, I would write the report and attach an extra detailed research report (and perhaps another report) just to ensure that I have done enough of work. While most of the time I do not do that now, I sometimes still beat myself about it. I feel that I am doing so to ensure that other people have nothing to fault me in.</p>
<p><span style="font-style:italic;">I judge myself to ensure that if I do get judged by others, I would not feel too bad about it because I have already done it worst to myself and therefore it&#8217;s not as bad! I detest people telling me that I have not done enough or that I am not good enough. It&#8217;s almost as if I need affirmation from others but it&#8217;s not really like that. It&#8217;s not that I need people to tell me that I&#8217;m good enough or that I&#8217;ve done the right thing.. but I have grown up in an environment (parents, relatives, teachers) that my journey was dictated by what others thought about me.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I realised I&#8217;m saved by His grace,
I fall on my knees
in awe of His grace on me
in awe of His presence
in awe of His love
but most of all, in awe of Him.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><br /><p>When I realised I&#8217;m saved by His grace,<br />
I fall on my knees<br />
in awe of His grace on me<br />
in awe of His presence<br />
in awe of His love<br />
but most of all, in awe of Him.</p>
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