<?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-2030987260728438296</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:28:30.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-6483774560678991122</id><published>2009-03-08T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:25:16.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been feeling down ,&lt;br /&gt;really really really down .&lt;br /&gt;Like down to the bottomless pit down .&lt;br /&gt;(you get the point)&lt;br /&gt;and through worship songs ,&lt;br /&gt;through friends ,&lt;br /&gt;through Church ,&lt;br /&gt;I've found comfort .&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how this comfort I felt could be expressed .&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God spoke through them .&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;my brother's friend ,&lt;br /&gt;she never read my blog(don't know the URL) ,&lt;br /&gt;it's been quite a long while since we chatted ,&lt;br /&gt;and poof ,&lt;br /&gt;she sent me an offline msn conversation about 2 verses .&lt;br /&gt;PSALM 23:1-2(:&lt;br /&gt;and asked if I'm doing fine and thought this verse would keep me going .&lt;br /&gt;(Incredible thing is, SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN GOING THROUGH !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-6483774560678991122?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/6483774560678991122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/6483774560678991122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/6483774560678991122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-d.html' title='YAY :D'/><author><name>CLEO</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-6091757549586958019</id><published>2009-02-15T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:41:29.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He splashed orange in the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;and cast the sky in blue&lt;br /&gt;And if you love to see geese as they gether,&lt;br /&gt;chances are you'll see that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did he have to make the squirrel's tail furry?&lt;br /&gt;Was he obliged to make the birds sing?&lt;br /&gt;And the funny way that chickens scurry&lt;br /&gt;or the majesty of thunder when it rings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why give a flower fragrance? Why give food its tastes?&lt;br /&gt;Could it be&lt;br /&gt;he loves to see&lt;br /&gt;that look upon your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from: He Chose the Nails- Max Lucado &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-6091757549586958019?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/6091757549586958019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-splashed-orange-in-sunrise-and-cast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/6091757549586958019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/6091757549586958019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-splashed-orange-in-sunrise-and-cast.html' title=''/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-809445845121593372</id><published>2009-02-14T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:41:51.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below are some tesitimonies of some of our friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which talks about how God has helped them through their daily lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether big or small. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you might spend time to read through all of them :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-809445845121593372?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/809445845121593372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/809445845121593372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/809445845121593372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-1853605578258920751</id><published>2009-02-14T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:44:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony - Zealot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sad case, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my 3rd brother,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QQ, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was involved in a police case which was not minor.&lt;br /&gt;He had underage sex with one of his girlfriend(i dont know how are they related actually). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That girl's 16 years of age, Happy New Year to him.&lt;br /&gt;That girl made a police report against QQ and he was informed to go to the subordinate court. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At that point of time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mom was seriously breaking down, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as a fillial daughter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i missed school and went with her together with QQ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The atmosphere was breath-taking and the judge whom is a female, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was so scary that she made my mom cried.&lt;br /&gt;Dont laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still remember before the hearing started, my mom said,"got pray for your brother?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like,"WHAT?!" for your information, she's a freethinker but more to the buddhism side.&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the day ended, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank God that QQ's was sentenced to probation and serving social works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, after a couple of weeks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the police called my house while i was sound asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know how mothers yell at their kids, so i woke up, duh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The police informed me that my big brother met with a motorcycle accident because of drink driving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course mom and i rushed out of the house immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brushed my teeth of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so depressing and irritating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big problems coming after another.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless how people try to convince me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still stubborn in thinking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"God, this is so unfair. What have i done to suffer all these things? You're so bias." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know its dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was nothing i could do but sit back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pray and watch my big brother suffering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did'nt want my help, wassup with that guy?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now he recovered.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Church camp with a not-supposed-to-have heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was in a love relationship a month ago during all that attacks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was so wrong to turn to the wrong solution. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so blessed during YI camp and i learnt so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i decided to mark an end to that love relationship.&lt;br /&gt;After camp, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was a very normal but tiring day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's good news!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, i got the Good Progress Award, $150! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my mom was called by someone in our church to go for a dinner at COSBT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She did not reject, she was willing to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But in the end, didnt go cause it was raining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my love relationship, i just ended it last midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God because it was supposed to end earlier, but the guy do not want it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, last midnight, it was so easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although its saddening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i believe that God can heal my wounds completely with His love for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-1853605578258920751?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/1853605578258920751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-zealot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/1853605578258920751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/1853605578258920751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-zealot.html' title='Testimony - Zealot'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-3978663937176681683</id><published>2009-02-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:50:56.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimonies- Wei Shan</title><content type='html'>I remembered the first day i was working as a sales promoter.&lt;br /&gt;Although, it has no commission or any incentives, i could not sell more than 12 things everyday. Then, i tried seeking God for help. Worse came to worse. A customer took many stuffs from my stall, and i was giggling. The customer walked away with my stuffs. I was thinking ' God you are so awesome'. In the end that customer came back and put the things he took back at my stall. I was so disappointed. I thought God was really that awesome, but it changed my thoughts. God only wants you to see the success, and you have to work very hard to achieve that result. From there onwards, I started to grab hold all the opportunities that i had.&lt;br /&gt;I sought help from my colleagues  and my sales started to increase each day. I was so delighted. I had an enthusiastic feeling in my heart everyday i went to work. Sometimes i felt very bored, I did not have the mood to serve the customers. I started to slack all the way. I tried to buck up but i can't. I know that it was the devil keeping me from working harder. I started praying to God. I thought God didnt help me, soon, many customers came to my stall. I forced myself to attend to the many customers. Bit by bit, I gained my confidence back. I slowly found that God was really awesome. HaHa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-3978663937176681683?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/3978663937176681683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-wei-shan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/3978663937176681683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/3978663937176681683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-wei-shan.html' title='Testimonies- Wei Shan'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-6747064816765130842</id><published>2009-02-14T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:49:41.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimonies- Stella</title><content type='html'>Hi! I just wanna give glory for what God had done during new year! &lt;br /&gt;My parents went to Malaysia during New Year's Eve to visit my grandmother. Then, on new year's day, my dad and mom were driving on the south-north highway on their way back to Singapore that night.&lt;br /&gt;According to them, it was pitch dark and it was a really hilly road. so, they were driving up... down.. and then up again. because it was dark &amp;amp; they were driving up a hill, they couldn't really see what was in front of them. &amp;amp; with the car's light, all they could see was one car length in front of them and so, it didn't help much. :( yeah, in front of them was a stationary car that was involved in a crash about 10 minutes before. (a mother &amp;amp; a son died in that accident) &amp;amp; when my&gt; parents saw that car, they had only a few seconds to react!&gt; &gt; My dad's reaction was quite fast! (haha) ^^&lt;br /&gt;He turned the wheel to the&gt; left &amp;amp; then to the right to avoid the car. That caused the car to spin for one round! &amp;amp; they headed the drain. "Thank God it was a soft landing" mom said :D It wasn't that serious at that time. They had some bruises. My mom and dad rushed out leaving everything behind including the PASSPORT&gt; (-.- no passport = you nobody!) and hid behind a lorry that was about 40m away in case their car explodes. (the lorry was also involved in the previous accident.)&lt;br /&gt;Then i think my dad realised that they left the passports &amp;amp; all the important things behind, so he ran back to the car. My mom didn't have her specs on that time.. (cos of the strong impact of the crash, her specs flew to the back seat &amp;amp; she didn't have the time to retrieve it) &amp;amp; because it was so dark, she could not see where my dad went. :\ She heard screeching sounds of a car spinning and crashing into something. So my mom got worried and screamed for dad. But no reply.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my dad was in aftershock, etc etc, that he fell down while going to the car &amp;amp; he broke his arm because of that. :( it had nothing to do with the crash! :) thank God! then dad got up and ran back to my mom uttering really really sweet things. (privacy! ^^) Two other cars also crashed my dad's car. &amp;amp; dad's car was all SMASHED. Then i think they waited for a little while when the police, medics, etc came. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;So i really wanna thank God for giving my dad fast reaction! if not, my dad would hit the car in front of him &amp;amp; then have to pay for all the damages! I wanna thank God for protecting my parents &amp;amp; allowing them to land softly! I wanna thank God for strengthening my parents' marriage because of this accident! &amp;amp; I wanna thank God for everything la!!!! If He wasn't with my parents at that time, I could have lost them. ):&lt;br /&gt;You people may think that its a bad thing that my dad got injured.. ok, its bad. but not all that bad! because if my dad didn't get injured, my parents would have to stay on the highway for like 10 hrs &amp;amp; have no free transport back!&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i believe all these happened because God wants to teach my parents smth! ^^ &amp;amp; the best thing is that my mom have been going around praising God and telling her testimony to relatives! She even said, 'its like God is telling us, its not time yet!' so there must be more that God wants to do through them! &amp;amp; thank God for wanting to use them too!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE GOD FOR EVERYTHING! including my 3points for N level! hahahahahaha~!&lt;br /&gt;Honour God &amp;amp; He will honour you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-6747064816765130842?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/6747064816765130842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-stella.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/6747064816765130842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/6747064816765130842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-stella.html' title='Testimonies- Stella'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-52978491114060301</id><published>2009-02-14T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:46:37.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimonies- Edwin</title><content type='html'>it was when i was in indonesia before camp. I wasnt broke but i was given 200.000 rupiah by my dad (thats about 26+ bucks, can buy plenty of things)so i went to church, there was offering.&lt;br /&gt;my 200.000 "bucks" were made up of 4 50.000 "bucks"no small change, and 50.000 "bucks" could buy me 2 plates of fried rice, in restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;so i gave 50.000.didnt really think about what i'd gain by doing this, but i know that God prompted me to do it.and guess what?my friend treated me to a meal, a movie, a lunch and a coffee.. and there were some additional belanja from my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;gee God is good yea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-52978491114060301?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/52978491114060301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-edwin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/52978491114060301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/52978491114060301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-edwin.html' title='Testimonies- Edwin'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-757424684863423023</id><published>2009-02-14T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:38:58.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony- MARCUS :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm posting my testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, my first testimony is about my English oral. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i'm was preparing for my oral in a classroom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i was very nervous and so, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i walked around the class to cool myself down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i look at the classroom notice board i saw a Bible verse and my confidence received a boost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i forgotten what verse le.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i sat down and pray a short prayer that GOD will let me understand the picture,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; let me speak well in my oral conversation and God to guide me.&lt;br /&gt;So when its my turn, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just read the passage smoothly without even pausing and during the conversation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the teacher said good good than my heart SIBEI SONG.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and inside thanking GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; hahas so later finish liao i keep on thanking GOD and sang praise song.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it really boosts up my faith also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second testimony is about my mom... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's having some sort of stupid stuff in her stomach and she always say she stomachache, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so the doctor said that she need to go for an operation after CHINESE NEW YEAR.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i told my church friend about this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he ask me to pray, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so i pray.. after CHINESE NEW YEAR &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i realised that she did not go for the operation and she doesn't have any stomachache,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so i asked her and she said that the doctor said that she dont need to go for the operation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I was shocked and i recalled that I've prayed a prayer for my mother so I THANKED GOD for that too..&lt;br /&gt;but she say that the doctor has not confirmed that she would need to go for the operation or not. But i know something is changing and i know that GOD is helping me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i need to pray hard HAHHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD..&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that we must PRAY because PRAYER IS IMPORTANT and PRAYER CAN CHANGE THINGS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOD IS A HEALER TOO WEE~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third Testimony is about my chinese oral :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Same case, i was worried and so i prayed a short prayer too but luckily the oral no picture conversation, only reading and some stupid conversation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK!! HERE GOES,&lt;br /&gt;its my turn.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am scared.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the way the teacher talk to me seems so funny.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, during face to face conversation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he asked me if I saw a old woman, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will I help her or not blah blah blah la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, later he asked me a question...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; i forgotten what question le so i told him that my church went to thailand to tell others about Jesus and to HEAL PEOPLE using GOD's POWER by praying for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i said that MY GOD CAN HEAL PEOPLE even if its a small injury so the examiner show me his small injury in his hand and ask me whether MY GOD can heal him or not, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND I SAID YES OF COURSE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so the examiner do not believe me so i tell him about my MOM situation which is the second testimony and he say really meh~&lt;br /&gt;later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know why my tears drop down wa I SIBEI SCARED the examiner also scared LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; He said u want tissue or not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; dont tell people i bully u leh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i didn't care since i was confuseed why i cried..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; so i told Ronald about this and he said that I AM TOUCHED BY GOD.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i straight away WA.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRAISE GOD.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the first time i cried during oral, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a memorable experience.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAHAHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've learnt that GOD CAN LET ME EXPERIENCE THINGS THAT I HAD NEVER EXPERIENCED BEFORE. PRAISE GOD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-757424684863423023?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/757424684863423023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-marcus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/757424684863423023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/757424684863423023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies-marcus.html' title='Testimony- MARCUS :)'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-4900059298863669699</id><published>2009-02-12T21:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:36:07.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimonies - Danial.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is just a short testimony from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, i had a medical check-up at SGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm supposed to bring my health booklet but i thought that it was with my mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i woke up today and asked her for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looked in her cupboard but couldn't find it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started to panic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then my mum went off for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I started looking frantically around the house for the booklet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 20 mins of searching, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i sat down on my bed and started to pray desperately for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Then i got up, went to my father's study and found it at the shelf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really thank God for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Managed to reach SGH on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2030987260728438296-4900059298863669699?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/4900059298863669699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/4900059298863669699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/4900059298863669699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/testimonies.html' title='Testimonies - Danial.'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2030987260728438296.post-8735045097282705074</id><published>2009-02-04T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:40:27.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello Everyone ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are a group of Bukit Batok Secondary students who wants to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE DIFFERENCE&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/2030987260728438296-8735045097282705074?l=to-loveenough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/feeds/8735045097282705074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/difference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/8735045097282705074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2030987260728438296/posts/default/8735045097282705074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://to-loveenough.blogspot.com/2009/02/difference.html' title='The Difference.'/><author><name>The Difference</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08151044618533540325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
