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The 3 words
Tuesday, March 29, 2005 7:16 PM


exams!
assignments!
presentations!


the finals are around the corner and i still have and one more presentation and an assignment due on the very last day of the semester . i better get the engine started! gotta go through tutorials, bury my head in some accounting, audit and MIS books and not forgetting to brush up my skills (writing and punching the calculator at the same time) talking bout speed and accuracy! phew! *sweat*



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Into the water
Sunday, March 13, 2005 5:58 PM

yes, i did got baptised!!
i was fully immersed in water and the water went in through my nose!! *cough* *bleh*
there were 28 of us, including Jessey, Pik Tze and Ying Hwa (my high schoolmates!!)
The pastor who baptised us was Rev Wong, and Charmaine went into the pool with me as the cell leader's representative.

i was totally soaked when i came out of the pool and we had to wait in line to use the changing room... so cold! *brrr* *trembling lips and teeth*

This is something memorable as our families, including my dad came to church to witness it. other friends include beebs, annie, tina, grace, sonia andrew and other cell members.

on the night before, i met up with a Pastor M for the interview. i thought it would just be some kind of formality where we'll just 'run through' and pray for the list of issues in our lives. however, it turn out to be rather meaningful. it was easy to open up with Pr M as she was caring and understanding. she prayed for every single issue and i was really touched. some of it includes anger, bitterness, unforgiveness, my self esteem issue, my future bf/partner, my safety when i am alone and the renounce of other gods worshiped in my family. the prayer was something significant and powerful as i proclaimed that i belong to God and the evil one cannot touch me.

just a little of history: i accepted Christ when i was standard 5 and wasn't baptised then as i wasn't sure and wanted to make a clear and concious decision when i'm older. and so this was the day.

i know there is a cost to follow Christ, and there were times in the past where i felt like giving up. but then again, deep down inside i know that He is the only God i will ever worship because He is the true and living God!!


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My Baptism
Wednesday, March 09, 2005 12:23 PM


hey people!! *wave *smile!! =)

i might be getting baptise this sunday!! (i use the word 'might' because i have attended classes but have not gone for interview with the pastors)

so if you want to witness my baptism, just remember this sunday, 13 march, 11.00 am @ DUMC.

*cheers*


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What's Love?


At times I felt that I truly love someone, but at times there just ain’t no kinda feeling… why? why? Is love just a feeling? A feeling that just come and go? Why am I afraid to love that someone? Is it because that I’m afraid that I’ll make a fool of myself, afraid of getting hurt? or just know that this love will not last?

I’ve been reminded many times that love is not just a passion or feeling, it is more than that, it requires the Big C ---Commitment. Am I ready for this? to stick with a person through tears and joy, especially through the not-so-good days? Have I reach a level of selflessness, where I can love sacrificially? How do I remind myself that I should not look at what I can get from a relationship but what I can give to the relationship?

This thoughts have been lingering in my mind since Vday… just didn’t have the time to jot it down…anyway, if you really sit down and ponder, choosing a life partner is indeed the most important decision in your life. Just imagine, you will live, eat, sleep, carry out household chores, bring up kids, and plan your finances and future together. Some people even have to leave behind families and close friends (from hometown) after marriage if their partner decides to work elsewhere, either in another state or overseas… so obviously, the person that matters most would be your partner. In other words, it is a relationship that takes priority over the others.

So, what’s love? All of us were silent (during the chit-chat session) as we tried to define love in our own words… all of us struggled… how to define love? In fact, many of us don’t know (or forgot).

So finally, I decided to turn to 1 Corinthians 13 and read it again. Here’s the excerpt (verse 4-8)

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it doest not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

Hmm, did u just scan through because it is such a familiar passage? Well, I would urge you to read slowly, word by word to let the meaning of every word sink in. You'll be in awe of how great (the real definition) of love is.

So, have you and i really love someone?


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Open Sesame


What comes to your mind when your class ends early? The thought that came to my mind on that particular day was YEAH!!! I can go home and take a nice cool shower, spend time with my lovely pillow, blanket, bed, radio and pc and finish up some assignments.

But this was not to be… I reached my house and couldn’t open the door!! It was not because I didn’t have the key, but it was because one of my housemate accidentally locked it the wrong way (ok, it’s difficult to explain).

I was the first to reach home and no one was home… what should I do? Sit outside and wait for the rest to come back? Even then, what can be done? There is no way to open it unless we call someone to dismantle the grill (serious!!) *gasp* how much would it cost? What happen after that? Sleep without grills that night?

I called up all my housemates to inform them about the seriousness of the situation while I waited at a friend’s house.

When my housemates came back, all of them tried to open the door but to no avail. Just imagine the anxieties, frustrations and agonies; we were so near yet so far to get into our house. How I wish we could just say the magic word “open sesame” (Ali Baba and the cave story) and the door would fling open!!

There was really no other way at that point.

Then the hero appeared.

My housemate’s boyfriend (who was there throughout the whole scenario) decided to climb the walls to get in from the balcony. Our condo unit is on the 2nd floor, which is 3 storey from the ground floor. He sought the help of the security guard, got a rope and started climbing. Thank God he succeeded and nothing untoward happened. *phew*

So, what’s the moral of the story? Home security is important to prevent break-ins, but do make sure that you will not be locked out of your own house and have to break-into your own house. Haha….it may seem funny, but it happened to us…


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EIMA J.LEE

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