<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 12 Sep 2024 18:41:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>It Is Me</title><description>Don&#39;t know what to say</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-6492362351709270132</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-04T23:09:21.972+08:00</atom:updated><title>Matthew 11:15</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFIcjIY8mX22sSCM7WNjmwf2K8wEQOlTG-2oj2r7ZjEk4N-GGEvD5iLSC00frMc74IXEd2D0e8nbNW7h4-VDkZC0scqHT7spA5rdgv0o3MEiwHZBNiH9xtKCwo6xtQ2FMYTQT/s1600-h/ea8bd2b2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094862590820035458&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFIcjIY8mX22sSCM7WNjmwf2K8wEQOlTG-2oj2r7ZjEk4N-GGEvD5iLSC00frMc74IXEd2D0e8nbNW7h4-VDkZC0scqHT7spA5rdgv0o3MEiwHZBNiH9xtKCwo6xtQ2FMYTQT/s400/ea8bd2b2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;He that hath ears to hear, let him hear&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2007/08/matthew-1115.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFIcjIY8mX22sSCM7WNjmwf2K8wEQOlTG-2oj2r7ZjEk4N-GGEvD5iLSC00frMc74IXEd2D0e8nbNW7h4-VDkZC0scqHT7spA5rdgv0o3MEiwHZBNiH9xtKCwo6xtQ2FMYTQT/s72-c/ea8bd2b2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-116229937333092945</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 12:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-31T20:56:13.353+08:00</atom:updated><title>Fishes of Men</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/f19787df.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/320/f19787df.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Matthew 4:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/10/fishes-of-men.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-116001725735448647</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Oct 2006 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-05T11:14:12.156+08:00</atom:updated><title>Repent</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/f1979860.0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/320/f1979860.0.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/5298950/3976745777&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Matthew 4:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repent! For the kingdom of Heaven is at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Repent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Turn away from sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Turn &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our hearts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; away from sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Turn &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;our hearts, our eyes, our minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; away from sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= Change &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;our attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; towards sins. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/10/repent.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-115252247349762100</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 08:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-10T17:07:53.546+08:00</atom:updated><title>Cars</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;This animation is great. Greatests of all this year, so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suitable for all age, especially adult.&lt;br /&gt;There are so much to learn in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/mcqueen.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;57&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/mcqueen.png&quot; width=&quot;58&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Proud will lead to failure. Only humble will bring you success. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:lucida grande;&quot;&gt;We need everybody in this world. We need friends, we need guidance, we need help. It is miserable to has all the power and reputation but has no friends and families to share us the joy and the glory. Our success is not by our own effort. There is always omebody somewhere somehow has contribute to our success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, superhero doesn&#39;t live a happy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The earth is turning fast, the clock is ticking faster, everything is fast, fast, fast. While we ruch in and out, do we miss something. Have we lost the time of enjoying what God has blessed us. Just to same 10 minutes of time, the interstate was created and by passed a town that full of love and care. Have we being too busy until we didn&#39;t feel the love of God around us anymore? Have we ever moving too fast that we forgot love to others? Has our busy schedule keep God away and yet we expect His immediate answer to our prayer?&lt;br /&gt;Parents, are you being too busy that didn&#39;t realize your kids have growth up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/doc.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;53&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/doc.png&quot; width=&quot;55&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. If you have been hurt, deal with your hurt. Run away or hide somewhere doesn&#39;t solve the problem. It will only deviate you from the destiny that God has for you and put your gifting in waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/chick.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;57&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/chick.png&quot; width=&quot;56&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. You can win in a game and yet being a loser. You can lose in a game but being a winner. You can be a winner of a competition and yet lose your character and integrity. Like what &quot;Lighting&quot; said in the animation, &quot;It is just an empty cup&quot;. There are so much to learn in a competition or a race than winner the title.&lt;br /&gt;Kids, it is ok if you didn&#39;t win in every race as long as you have done the best. Wining is not everything and losing is not the end of your world.&lt;br /&gt;Parents, don&#39;t expect your kids always at the top of the class. They learn more when they fail.&lt;br /&gt;There was an old saying, you will never learn to walk if you never fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://images.apple.com/moviesxml/s/disney/posters/cars_l200605241527.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px&quot; height=&quot;259&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://images.apple.com/moviesxml/s/disney/posters/cars_l200605241527.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/cars/index.html&quot;&gt;http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/cars/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://images.apple.com/moviesxml/s/disney/posters/cars_l200605241527.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/07/cars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-115036878570200382</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 10:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-17T12:53:55.636+08:00</atom:updated><title>Over The Hedge</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.overthehedgemovie.com/main.html&quot;&gt;http://www.overthehedgemovie.com/main.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;This is a great animation. It has been so long that I haven&#39;t seen any animation that good story line, good moral, good meaning and so much fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;There is so much thing to think about inside the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;1. Human live to eat. We drain ourselves and our pocket just to eat more. And yet we still have to pay for the consequences of eating too much!! Isn&#39;t this contradict? Do we really need to eat so much? Is it because of the desire to eat or is it because of the desire to buy things, to swallow something, to keep our stomach full to have a false sense of satisfaction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;2. RJ, the family of one. This guy was suffering from lost. He lost his family, and because of that he close himself up and be a lone ranger. He taught that he has his emotion under control. Little did he know that the genuine love of others animals has soften his heart and touches the hungry of love in his heart. Everyone need love, a genuine love, a sacrificial love, an unconditional love. And only this love can break the most harden heart of this world. At the end, RJ found the love that he longed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;3. Verna (Turtle): He took care of everyone in the family, led them, guide dthem, adviced them. He knew what is right and what is wrong for the family. He loved everyone in the family eventhough they didn&#39;t agree with him. He took the responsibility to protect every single one in the family. He would do just anything to protect his family member. He&#39;s like a father in the family. Have we ever question our father&#39;s decision? Have we ever fight against &quot;the hedge&quot; that our father put around us in order to protect us? They might be over cautious, or too protective but their intention is for our good, not his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;4. The Hedge. What? Hedge? Yes, The hedge. The hedge is there to isolate the animal, in another way it also protect them. God&#39;s commandment is like the hedge around us. We are save as long as didn&#39;t cross over the hedge, as long as we are under His wing. Then where&#39;s the freedom then. Freedom exist in obedience. Within the protection of the &#39;hedge&#39;, there is freedom. Do you think there is freedom over the other side of the hedge? See what those animals got. They enjoyed at the beginning. They thought they were free to do anything other there. But what happen at the end? The freedom isn&#39;t that free anymore when the truth was revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;A lot more to say. Each animal has a special character .... but... got to stop now. May be continue next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/06/over-hedge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-114973664628853213</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jun 2006 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-08T11:19:21.810+08:00</atom:updated><title>SIGN: GOOD SIGNs, BAD SIGNs</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/f197981f.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/320/f197981f.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Watch this movie call &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www2.warnerbros.com/16blocks/index.html&quot;&gt;16-blocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&quot; few weeks ago. An action movie, but not those that has a lot of special effects. Not much explosive either. But the storyline is good, meaningful, better than M-I 3, and with slighly unexpected ending. Nobody is really a good guy in this movie, everybody has done something bad, it is just whether anybody know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;The part that stuck in my mind after watching this movie, is what Eddie (the witness) said at the early part of movie. He said &quot;SIGNs&quot;. Many signs. Signs are everywhere. Left, right, front back, everywhere, there are sign. Good sign? Bad sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;SIGNs. There are many things happen nowaday. Earthquake, tsunami, wars, rumors of wars, things that we never seen or heard before, things that are not common become common, things that are common become rare? Why?? What are these all about? Are they signs to warn us something, to tell us something is going to happen? Are these &quot;Good&quot; sign or &quot;Bad&quot; sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;When Jesus was asked when the End of the time will come. He gave them signs. And these are the signs for us to tell when the end will come..... (Mat 24). These signs are everywhere now. Are they bring us good or bad, it all depends on who we react to those signs. Do we close our eyes and pretend they are not there? Are we using our own strength to try to stop the sign or to reverse the sign? Or, Are we Are we taking them seriously, search our heart and get closer to God? These sign can be a BAD SIGN for us if you don&#39;t stay close with God. And they can be a GOOD SIGN for us if we stay close to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www2.warnerbros.com/16blocks/index.html&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/06/sign-good-signs-bad-signs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-114904385678907679</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 May 2006 02:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-31T10:50:56.876+08:00</atom:updated><title>Rom 14:15-19</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 222px&quot; height=&quot;271&quot; alt=&quot;DSCF0029&quot; width=&quot;339&quot; src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid146/p437fc7f179d4a0add47a915c0cbfc66e/f64bc3d4.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rom 14:15&lt;/strong&gt; But if your brother is grieved with your &lt;u&gt;food&lt;/u&gt;, you no longer walk according to love. Do not with your &lt;u&gt;food&lt;/u&gt; destroy him for whom Christ died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rom 14:16&lt;/strong&gt; Then do not let your good be spoken evil of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rom 14:17&lt;/strong&gt; for the kingdom of God is not &lt;u&gt;eating&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;drinking&lt;/u&gt;, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rom 14:18&lt;/strong&gt; For he who serves Christ in these things is well-pleasing to God, and approved by men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rom 14:19&lt;/strong&gt; So then let us pursue the things of peace, and the things for building up one another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here Paul is talking about food as example. How about subsititue the food with other things like clothes, words, books, etc. I believe it do apply to&amp;nbsp;what we wear, how we talk, what we read,&amp;nbsp;how we play. Basically, it is how&amp;nbsp;we behave and how we present ourselves as sons and daughters of&amp;nbsp;God who&amp;nbsp;is above all else.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think about it, we are prince and princess of the most high God, why we want to behave as a slave to the world?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/05/rom-1415-19.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-114895811947514828</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 02:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-30T11:04:01.156+08:00</atom:updated><title>What is Love</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;A lovely couple&quot; src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid197/p0567374b1b22df41c0d25dbb25238ee7/f1005b65.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;color:#800000;&quot;&gt;Rom 13:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; For: &quot;Do not commit adultery; do not murder; do not steal; do not bear false witness; do not lust;&quot; and if there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;any other commandment, it is summed up in this word, &quot;You shall love your neighbor as yourself.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;color:#008080;&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;Rom 13:10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;It is impossible to love your neighbors or your enemies with our own strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;Without knowing God&#39;s love for us, we won&#39;t able to know what is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;Without the love of God in love, we can&#39;t love others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;color:#006600;&quot;&gt;Love works no ill to its neighbor, therefore love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#006600;&quot;&gt; the fulfilling of the Law.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-is-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-114831965541681853</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-23T16:40:42.236+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Wild</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/thewild/&quot;&gt;http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/thewild/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t really like this animation.&lt;br /&gt;Appart from the fine detail of graphic, there is nothing really shine in the animation. The story line is very similar to the Marcadascar animation. Kind of you know what&#39;s next as the movie goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess these are all I can remember by now after watched it in cinema few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;Samson, the big lion. Because of his bad experience in his childhood, he created glorious stories to hide his past. That actually become a pressure to his son who tried so hard to be like his dad (actually is to be like the dad in his dad&#39;s story).&lt;br /&gt;Kids especially boys will like to match up to their father&#39;s standard. But a father that setting too high standard, or try to cover up his own weakness will make the kid feels that he is useless, and low self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;All the things that Ryan (cub) tried to do is just want to please his father, to meet his father&#39;s standard. He just want the approval of his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from these are bunch of animals who either don&#39;t know who they really are or don&#39;t what to be who they are.... It doesn&#39;t work. It is important to know who we are. Trying to be somebody else is just foo-ing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;209&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/walt_disney/the_wild/thewild_bigearlyposter.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/05/wild.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-114463529890290665</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-04-12T11:40:19.626+08:00</atom:updated><title>Ice Age 2</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iceagemovie.com/splash-images/IA2_Language_Select_01.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px&quot; height=&quot;259&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.iceagemovie.com/splash-images/IA2_Language_Select_01.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ice is melting!!! We got to either do something or stop doing something to prevent this to happen in our real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this cartoon. So funny and the animals were so cute. And they reflected many characters that we see around us and even we ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially like the squirrel (Scart) who running after the acorn. So persistence, so determine, never give up. He didn&#39;t even aware that he triggered the disasters and also the one who trigger the solution. His eyes is only on the acorn. To him the acorn is his god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us has our eyes focus on God and chase after God like the Scart chased after the acorn? Many of us were easily get distracted, felt discourage for small little thing and easily give up. Our God is not like the little acorn which can slip away or snatched by others. He is always there waiting for us. It is we who let go easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manny, a big guy with a big heart. He looks strong but his heart is soft. He is tough but yet he has his own fear. Forgot what happen to him in IceAge(I). He is responsible and caring but yet he has his inner zone that he won&#39;t let anybody step in including himself. He just like some of us suppress our unhappy past. We looks normal on this outside as long as nobody pull the trigger. God will allow those triggers to be pulled one by one. Only then we will have to face it and deal with it. Otherwise, we will continue to walk within our comfortable zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego, he is the guy that want friends even though he looks pretty &quot;cold&quot; outside. He stopped Sid from leaving and yet when Sid decided to stay he kind of keeping a distance from Sid.&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of him is that he so afraid of water and yet he didn&#39;t know that cats in general afraid of water. He trust his friends and treasure the friendship and affected by his friends comment a lot. To save his Sid, he risked his life and jumped into the water, his most fear. Kind of like Diego. He knew his fear, he knew his strength. And he sacrifice for his friend. How nice if we have a lot of friends like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid, funny guy. Kind of like those who seek for acceptance and attention. When a tribal group worship him, he kind of draw to them. He felt that he was accepted there. He felt that he was a important person. But be careful! Those who worship us, admire us because of what we can give them might one day turn again us when we have nothing to offer them. They come to us not because of friendship. They just want to get what they want from us. When we can&#39;t offer them anymore, they might turn away or worst sacrifice us! Be careful when we look for friends. Good friends should be those who regardless what we have but will care, help, share in times of need, not those only come when we have something good for them.</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/04/ice-age-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113654066632918921</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 11:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-06T17:44:30.263+08:00</atom:updated><title>Youth Camp Highlight -- Day 4</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Day 4 (Dec 17) was a rainy day. That marked the end of 2005 BOG youth camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Since that was the last day, everybody was granted with extra one hour sleep and cancelled the morning exercise. Morning prayer (devotion) still carried on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;We have milo/tea, bake bean, hard-boiled egg for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After the breakfast was the wrapping up and feedback. Everybody took their turns to answer 3 questions. 1) What you had learned from the camp. 2) What you like the most. 3) What you don&#39;t like the most. Oliver didn&#39;t like the video taping, Daniel C and Raymond were surprised with the youths&#39; talents. Mei Wan said we have the most obedence youth. All the standard 6 boys didn&#39;t like share the same bed with others. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Every camper received a beautiful round badge designed by Raymond. E-Hun found out that there is a spelling mistake on the badge. Ops! Never mind lah, that made the badge special. There is only 50 copies in the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Ok, start the packing ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Cleaning up ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Moving out ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Taking group photo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/400/group.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;And heading home .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/01/youth-camp-highlight-day-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113653288273511864</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-06T17:49:02.610+08:00</atom:updated><title>Youth Camp Highlight -- Day 3</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Day 3 (Dec 16th) started with rain. Morning exercise and devotion were moved to indoor. Got to pray hard for a good weather, otherwise, the outing would have to be cancelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Day 3&#39;s breakfast was milo/tea and egg sandwiches. The breakfast team had started to prepare the egg the night before. The sandwiches were really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game11.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;102&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game11.jpg&quot; width=&quot;129&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After breakfast, we had some warm up games. First we had &quot;Picking Up The Beans&quot; competition. Everybody took their turns to pick up red beans with chopstick from a bowl of beans which include red, green and black beans. Not that easy though, you got to make 5 turns before you count start picking up the beans. The second game was &quot;5-fold ministry&quot; again. They just love this game even until today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/sam.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px&quot; height=&quot;106&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/sam.jpg&quot; width=&quot;147&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam shared in session 4 about &quot;Shining your light&quot;. Key message was we will only know how bright we can shine when we are in the darkness. Darkness is also created by God for a His glory. Light always win over darkness. We need to draw close to God so that our light can continue to shine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After session 4, we had Day 3 project briefing. This was not a group competition project but rather for the youths to present a sketch as one. The story for the sketch was &quot;Turning in the Storm&quot;, written by sister Amy. We had invited Bro Paul, Bro EngHuat, Bro David Teh and his family to be our audiences and to give some comments for the presentation at night. Most of the youths were participated in acting part. Some, led by Raymond involved in constructing and setting up the props. We managed to squeezed some time for our first practice before lunch time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After lunch, it was our outing time. Our first destination was Butterfly farm, then followed by Spice Garden. But, the sky was dark, and the wind was strong.... Per plan, we had 4 vehicles for the trip, but before we started our journey, we had to abandon Raymond&#39;s car due to some problem with one of his tire. hai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Thank God! When we reached the Butterfly farm, the sky was clear and the rain had stopped. And we got a discount for the entrance fees. The butterfly farm was really beautiful and full of butterflies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px&quot; height=&quot;128&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;182&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;129&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;168&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Zoe was so afraid of all the inserts in the butterfly farm. And those boys grabbed all the opportunities to frighten her with butterflies. So bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;129&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;178&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px&quot; height=&quot;132&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out8.jpg&quot; width=&quot;177&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;After spending about one hour in Butterfly farm, we moved on to Spice Garden. Thank God for the favor, we got a very good discount for the entrance fee. Now the weather was really perfect. No strong sunlight, cool breeze. It was like Cameron highland weather. The scenery in the Spice Garden was really beautiful. The boys enjoyed the Giant Swing very much. We were lost for a while because one of the red arrow on the floor was misplaced. After climbing out the hill though the fern terrain&#39;s, we spent quite sometime in the cafeteria at the top of the hill which overlook the sea. We were having fun trying some special spicy drinks, taking some photos, and having some fellowship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;138&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out4.jpg&quot; width=&quot;189&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;137&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;192&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px&quot; height=&quot;135&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out6.jpg&quot; width=&quot;185&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/out7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;137&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/out7.jpg&quot; width=&quot;190&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;After one and a half hour in Spice Garden, we were back to the camp site, bath, rest, and managed to squeeze some time out to practice for the sketch before and after the dinner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;While we were having our last practice, wow! The audiences had arrived. To our surprise, pastor and sister Joy arrived as well! Oh no!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Finally, the sketch was up on the &quot;stage&quot;. It was about 25min long. All acted very well, and we had special sound effect (crying) by Oliver. Too bad, no photo was taken during the acting because I was busy with the video cam. :p. The audiences were thumbs up with the performance. Bravo to every youth here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After the acting, we had the pre-recorded testimonies from Joe, Elaine and Willaim. Forgot the mention that we also had Abigail&#39;s voice recorded testimonies on Day2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/bday2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/bday2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;128&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/bday1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px&quot; height=&quot;119&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/bday1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;131&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the Lord&#39;s Supper, we had birthday celebration. Poh Nee&#39;s birthday was on the next day (17th). Since everybody was so excited, we celebrated the birthday for Oct, Nov and Dec. The cake was yummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Next activity suppose to be free form fellowship, but since it was heavy rain outside, so we decided to stay in the hall and play some games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game12.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px&quot; height=&quot;115&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game12.jpg&quot; width=&quot;150&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First we had the &quot;Guess Who&quot;. This was fun. Some were so nervous that they forgot their opponent&#39;s name even they were in the same group/room for the past 2 days. Some were confused about Jun Ni and Jun May, Chin Hun and Chin Chin. To our surprise, Rachel forgot Raymond&#39;s name! Oliver was the fastest and had the highest hit rate. Did he prayed before the curtain came down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game13.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px&quot; height=&quot;111&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game13.jpg&quot; width=&quot;124&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next we had &quot;5-fold ministries&quot; again!. This was the third time we played this game. It was really exciting. Gabriel screamed at the top of his voice and made everybody nervous. While E-Hun and Ah Kiong was fighting for a seat, Gabriel was laughing until he rolled down from his chair, and E-Hun took his chair!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Last, we ended the day with prayer of blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;For day 3 photo, click &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/album/index.html?id=2115951225&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/01/youth-camp-highlight-day-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113644143898853894</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 03:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-06T17:51:00.830+08:00</atom:updated><title>Youth Camp Highlight -- Day 2</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Day 2 (Dec 15th) started with morning exercise led by Daniel Choong, then followed by devotion (prayer time) led by Seet Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we had our 1st breakfast of Youth Camp prepared by our breakfast team led by Mei Wan. Team members were Rachel Choong, Eunice, Roy and Raymond. We had miro, tea, and assorted biscuits as breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px&quot; height=&quot;111&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game4.jpg&quot; width=&quot;177&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;After the breakfast, we had a warm up game called &quot;Murderer&quot;. Ops... Some violence game? Don&#39;t worry, No action involved except blinking the eyes, rolling the eyeballs..Etc. Each team took their turns to be polices, and figured out who among the rest were murderers or VCD sellers. There was also a savior there to raise those were killed by the murderers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/MeiWan.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px&quot; height=&quot;130&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/MeiWan.jpg&quot; width=&quot;167&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Second session was led by Mei Wan. The topic that she shared was &quot;Follow Me&quot;. The bible story involved was about Peter and the rest of fishermen who caught nothing but later caught a lot of fishes when Jesus asked them to do it again. The Key message was that even we have a lot of tools, a lot of talents, a lot of resources, we won&#39;t be able to achieve anything if God doesn&#39;t involve. The most important thing is to set our priority right and to put God first in EVERYTHING we do. Mei Wai was really steady. This was not her first time to share. Alright, will get her to share more. Hmm... How about teaching in Children Hour? hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Oh! By the way, we had a surprised visit form sister Amy!!!! Thank God that she was there, otherwise, our lunch would be one hour late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;After the session, we had some spare time to work on Day 2 project before the lunch. Each group was to build a 3D structure with all the materials that had been given to them and whatever they could find. The topic is &quot;Light of the World&quot;. Each group was given a light bulb with wires and batteries. That means the structure that they built had to be able to shine in the dark. Wow, need some science class students here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we had an outdoor worship followed by games!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px&quot; height=&quot;116&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;138&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;First, we had &quot;Greatest Gift of All&quot;. It is actually some skill competition. Like eating tomatoes, alfafa grass, celery, bitter tea, doing algebra calculation, picking up beans with chopstick, writing with legs and memory tests. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Key highlight: Daniel Choong&#39;s leg-writing is better than his handwriting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second game was &quot;Station Game&quot;. We had 5 stations.&lt;br /&gt;-1st station: Blowing Candles. Station master: Mei Wan.&lt;br /&gt;-2nd station: Protecting The Egg (protecting the egg from breaking when dropped it from 2nd floor). Station master: Ah Kiong&lt;br /&gt;-3rd station: Charade. Station master: Daniel Choong.&lt;br /&gt;-4th station: Bible Quiz. Station master: Seet Yuan&lt;br /&gt;-5th station: Song Composing (only the lyrics). Station master: Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Chiew Yi was the time keeper and me... hehehe... taking all the funny shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game6.1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px&quot; height=&quot;117&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game6.1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;164&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game7.1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;118&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game7.1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;144&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game8.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px&quot; height=&quot;113&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game8.jpg&quot; width=&quot;154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Key highlights:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;- Although Jia Ming is so thin but yet he has the strongest lung. He blew off the most candles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;- Roy is so big size but he couldn&#39;t blow off any candle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;- Somebody put down &quot;Moon Gate&quot; as one of the 12 gate on the wall of Jerusalem! I thought moon gate is at Penang Hill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;- One group composed the song in 3 separate modules at the same time and yet these 3 modules carried the same meaning. And one of the module was in mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the station game, we moved to the beach for the next activity: &quot;Beach the Good News.&quot; Each group had to build a sand structure that tells the Good News. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Below is their masterpiece. From left ot right: Triumph, EYE, &amp; Dream Chaser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/sand1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px&quot; height=&quot;131&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/sand1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;185&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/sand2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px&quot; height=&quot;131&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/sand2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;181&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/sand3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px&quot; height=&quot;133&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/sand3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;181&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game9.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px&quot; height=&quot;129&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game9.jpg&quot; width=&quot;143&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next activity was &quot;Captain Beach Ball&quot;. It was actually captain ball but using the beach ball and suppose to play on the beach. However, because it is high tide, we moved to the open field instead. Again, Jia Ming was the hero in this game. Nobody can beat him in his swift movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, time to clean up, take the dinner and find free time to work on day 2 project before session 3 start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Agnes left us this time as she had her wisdom tooth operation on the next day :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game10.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px&quot; height=&quot;139&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game10.jpg&quot; width=&quot;146&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the worship, we had a quick game before session 3. This was rated the most excited game of the camp: &quot;5-fold ministries&quot;. This game was played with color cards (we need 5 colors so we used &quot;Amen&quot; cards). Red -&gt; prophet; blue -&gt; pastor; green -&gt;teacher; purple -&gt; apostle; and yellow -&gt; evangelist. Everybody was given a card and had to hold the cards up so that others could see. The person in the center would draw a card and shout the ministry name. Those who had the same ministry had to exchange seat, including the person in the center. Whoever couldn&#39;t find the seat would be the one to draw the next card. By the way, when &quot;evangelist&quot; was called, everybody had to move because evangelism involve everybody!. Got it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/SY.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 121px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px&quot; height=&quot;107&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/SY.jpg&quot; width=&quot;144&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seet Yuan was sharing in session 3 on &quot;Rejoice&quot;. The bible character involved was Job. She also shared about her own testimonies. Oh! That was so touching. The key message was rejoice in all situations. When we face persecution, respond &quot;G.R.E.A.T&quot;ly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Gabriel joined us in time for session 3 and managed to contribute to his team&#39;s day 2 project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we had Day 2 project presentation to end the day. From left to right, Dream Chaser, Triumph, &amp; EYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/light1.0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;129&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/light1.0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;156&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/light2.1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px&quot; height=&quot;133&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/light2.1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;165&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/light3.0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px&quot; height=&quot;128&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/light3.0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;171&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Alright, that&#39;s all for day 2. What a long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For day 2 photo, clink &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2115996571&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/01/youth-camp-highlight-day-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113642878112345670</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2006 01:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-05T14:13:32.023+08:00</atom:updated><title>Youth Camp Highlight -- Day 1</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Finally, on Dec 14, we had our youth camp started. Great! A good weather as a start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Forgot to mention that the theme for this year is &quot;Light of the World&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Last minute, 2 girls dropped off and 3 small boys joined in. No choice :( we had to reshuffle the room. Squeezed the girls to make one room for the boys. Sorry girls. But I think they enjoyed sharing the beds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/wave.0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px&quot; height=&quot;114&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/wave.0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;160&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we reached the camp site, wow! the wave is really high and rough. Oliver asked whether Tsunami will come! Oh, please, say something positive! Need to ban him from giving negative comment. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px&quot; height=&quot;166&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/pray1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;112&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;First we had the opening prayer from Bro Beh, Bro Paul and Pastor . Then we had some rules and regulartion briefing, followed by group and room arrangement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;This years we had 3 groups, each group had a leader and a coach who is form 6 and above. And we had a uniq combination this year. Majority of camper who aged between 15 to 17 were chinese educated girls and majority of camper aged below 14 were boys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Next, each groups were to come out with their group name and logo. This is what we had: 1) Triumph, 2) EYES (eyes only for God), 3) Dream Chaser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Then we had some briefing about Day 1 project. Instead of a big puzzle project that lasted for 3 days as last year, we had one small project per day this year. For the Day 1 project, each group was given a story book written by Sister Amy, and they were to come out with a sketch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After everybody found their way to their room and put down their stuffs, we gathered in the main camp hall and started our first activity. Yeah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game1.0.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px&quot; height=&quot;107&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game1.0.jpg&quot; width=&quot;158&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first games was &quot;Know one another&quot;. This game was played using UNO cards, and each round we have a topic to know about others. E.g. favorite food, favorite subject, favorite TV shows, etc. If you got a UNO card that is the same color as one in the team, you had to say out the favorite of whatever of that person, the faster one got to give all the cards from the slower one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Second game is &quot;Tramped on Snake and Scorpian&quot;. HaHa... so biblical ah? It is actually stepping on balloons on others legs. Funny part is when the whistle was blown none of them moved because they were soo afraid that their balloon would burst because of their movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px&quot; height=&quot;119&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;131&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next we have &quot;Water Volleyball&quot;. The ball is water balloon. Kiong and Daniel C took a long time to fill up all these balloons and they were burst within a few &lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/game3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px&quot; height=&quot;109&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/game3.jpg&quot; width=&quot;160&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;seconds :(. This round, Oliver and Chin Han is the best catches. Wait till you see the video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Then we have battleship game (similar to those we play on board) but using water balloons as bomb. Oliver has a suicide bombing on himself. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After all the fun and laugh, everybody went back to their rooms to bath, rest, prepare for the project, have the dinner and get ready for the night praise and worship, and followed by our first session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/daniel.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand&quot; height=&quot;105&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/200/daniel.jpg&quot; width=&quot;143&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alright! Daniel Choong took the 1st session. He shared about &quot;Repentance&quot;. Bible characters involved were Esau and David. The key message was repentance has to sincere and it involves changing of our heart and turns away from sins. Daniel was kind of nervous at the begiining but getting better later. Some funny mistake here. Oliver said Esau is Abraham&#39;s son! and Daniel said Beesheba is David&#39;s soldier&#39;s son!!! But mistakes were corrected on the spot. hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;After the session, discussion about Psalm 51, worship, prayer, we had communion. Due to lack of cups, some of us use bowl instead. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Alright, it is time for Day 1 project presentation!!!. Hard to describe here. But all the actings were capture in the video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;First we have &quot;Triumph&quot; to present the sketch on &quot;Adam&#39;s Song&quot;, then followed by &quot;Dream Chaser&quot; to present an Inhalation story (forget the actual name), last we have &quot;EYES&quot; to present &quot;Slim Chances&quot;. The sketches were really great. We found some talented actors and actresses. They are Angie, E-Hun, Oliver, Daniel Boey, Poh Nee and Yvonne. And I rated Rachel Choong as best director!. (This is my view only, doesn&#39;t represent the view of all Youth camp commitee. :P). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;We found few surprises here as well. 1) Roy is good in acting as well. 2) E-Hun can sing and play the guitar at the same time!!! And now he want to be a guitarist!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Ok, thats all for the day. Had a good night sleep and prepared for day 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can view all the Day 1 pictures at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2115997628&quot;&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=2115997628&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2006/01/youth-camp-highlight-day-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113445566219272804</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 05:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-13T14:34:22.223+08:00</atom:updated><title>Puzzle Story 2</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please read the puzzle story 1 on the previous post if you haven&#39;t.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;So, what&#39;s the 2nd part of the story? It is not really a story actually but rather a real story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Have you ever wonder who I am? Where am I? Where am I suppose to go? What am I suppose to do? Have you ever think of hiding yourself away from everything and everybody around you? Have you ever think that you have been misplaced in a wrong time, wrong place.... Everything around you is wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Well, think about the little puzzle in the Puzzle Story 1. Sometimes we do feel down, insignificant, inferior... etc. We ran away from everything. We hid ourselves in a corner, pondering our own sorrowful thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Ask ourselves. Are we running away from what God wants us to be? Oh well, it&#39;s so hard to keep up with God&#39;s calling... It&#39;s so difficult. Hmm.... Does God wants to torture us by giving us something that we cannot do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Well, I think He just wants us to be who we really. He has made us according to his purpose. So we just be &quot;ourselves&quot;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Look at the pieces in a jigsaw puzzle, every pieces is unique, every pieces is made specially for a specific location. Everyone of us is liked a piece of jigsaw puzzle. We are part of God&#39;s perfect, awesome picture. Any missing piece will make the picture imperfect. Any piece that fall into wrong place will make the picture looks awful. Only when we willingly lay ourselves into the big hands of God, and let Him place us at the right place that He has designed for us, then we will feel the peace, the joy, and the satisfaction. Only then, we will able to see who we really are, and how significant we are to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Like the owner of the puzzle, a missing piece made him sad and down. When we ran away from God, when we refuse to be where He wants us to be, this is how He feel. Or may be in a much greater scale which can&#39;t be described with words and letters. Every steps of walking away from Him tears His heart. He is looking for us. He is waiting for us to turn back to Him so that He can put us in the right place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Are you in the midst of God&#39;s greatest puzzle? Or are you still running away and hiding yourself in a dark corner? He is calling .... come ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2005/12/puzzle-story-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113323150221528800</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-01T17:54:50.223+08:00</atom:updated><title>Puzzle Story 1</title><description>&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px&quot; src=&quot;http://www.tucows.com/pimg/games/brainsbreakerss.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;This is not about a big jigsaw puzzle, but rather the story of a small piece in a puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a big puzzle box, one of the pieces in a jigsaw puzzle box was wondering... &quot;Who am I? Why I look so different then the others? Am I an alien here? Seems like I am not belong groups here......&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has come that the owner of this puzzle box decided to put all these piece together, frame it up and hang on the living room of his new house. When he opened the box and poured out the pieces, this miserable piece found its way out and hid itself at the corner of a sliding door. Miserably, kept thinking of where it belongs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner put in all his effort and concentration to put all the pieces together to form the picture that he has long waiting for. Finally, he stretched his body, took a deep breath. &quot;This is awesome.&quot; While admiring at the beautiful picture something caught his eyes. &quot;Oh no!&quot; he has missed out one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, he stood up, shook his body, checked his pockets, turned over the box, lifted up the carpet, searching for his missing piece but he found none. His heart sank. His mind screamed, &quot;where is my missing piece, where is my missing piece...&quot; He decided, he would not let this beautiful puzzle remain unfinished. He need to find this missing piece. No matter how long it took, he would not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour passed... 2 hours passed. He was tired. His eyes were red. He has searched through every corner and every inch of his house. He found none. &quot;Where?!&quot; He wondered. Looking at the unfinished puzzle, his tear started to form. He touched the puzzle. Running his finger through the empty hole where the missing piece should be. &quot;No, I won&#39;t give up, I must find it.&quot; strengthened himself, he started the search again. Under the table, between the cushion, above the cupboard, behind the TV sets, curtains, fans, windows......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Suddenly, his eyes was drawn to the dark corner of the sliding door. He couldn&#39;t believe it. He thought his heart has stopped beating, everything around him has frozen. The missing piece! &quot;I found it!&quot; He shouted with the top of his voice. He rushed to it, picked it up, shook of the dust. He held it tight in his palm, fearing that he might loose it again. He ran to the unfinished puzzle. Slowly, carefully, he placed the missing puzzle in the empty hole. It fit perfectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;The missing piece was shocked. He couldn&#39;t believe his eyes. The tears of gladfulness in the owner&#39;s eyes. The gradient of joyfulness on the owner&#39;s face. Lying in the palm of the owner, he felt the love that he never felt before. He couldn&#39;t believe how precious he is in the eyes of his owner. He was so full of shame and guilt for running away and caused the pain and sadness to his owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Lying comfortably on the puzzle board, he looked at himself and the rest of the pieces around him. Side by side, they held each other tightly and firmly. Every piece fit to others perfectly. Suddenly, he was proud of himself, and proud of being part of the puzzle. Together with other pieces, they have formed a very awesome picture. Without anyone of them, the picture will just look awful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;He smiled. He knew he was at the right place, a place that specially designed for him and him alone. He made up his mind. He would never leave this place again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;He smiled. Looking at the beautiful picture. It is perfect now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stay tune for puzzle story 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2005/11/puzzle-story-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113290669661350383</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Nov 2005 06:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-29T09:53:17.316+08:00</atom:updated><title>Chicken Little</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/1600/little1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/599/1905/320/little1.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Have seen chicken little? It is really cute.... But other than that, what we can get from the movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;This is want I get from this movie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father and Son should Talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not just father and son but parrent and children. But a son normally look for father&#39;s approval because father is the son&#39;s immediate role model.&lt;br /&gt;From a child&#39;s view if a father just rejoice with him only when he is success then what is this father different from his friends. However, if the father is with him when he is at his lowest point, trust him, guide him, listen to him, that will be the moment that he treasure the most.&lt;br /&gt;So father, talk to your son, get down to his level, listen to him. He need your support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2005/11/chicken-little.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19276455.post-113284480124242303</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Nov 2005 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-24T23:06:41.253+08:00</atom:updated><title>New Start</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Finally.. figure out what Blog really is.... and finally got a time to set it up.&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do with this? Don&#39;t know. God know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Having involve in a online forum recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Suddenly feel that I&#39;m really &quot;old&quot;.... kind of disconnect with new generation language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;What is OMG? IMG?.... oh man... take me sometime to figure out with the help of google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Trebuchet MS;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://yodiyodi.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-start.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (ItIsMe)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>