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Rong Xi's dream~~~~~

2009-05-10T18:18:00.002+08:00

Guys....My dream in detail a few weeks ago. Just for fun, nothing to scrutinise about...just sharing the dream in which I can remember really vividly. Extracted from my blog...(ask me for the address if you still don't know what it is!)

1. I was in Baylor University. Although I never been there, but there I was in the auditorium. My hand held a Bible. Was Mark Song there? It could have been him. The walls were beige. There was a garden outside the building. Could this mean that I'm going to study there? No. Decisions cannot be based on a dream. I had a dream that I went to HKU a few months ago.

2. I saw my grandparent's shrine. Someone was melting the Buddha, and the gold was used to built the temple of God? My grandma just sat there, not reacting. So was my cousin. The temple of God was shaped like a pyramid but without the capstone. Sort of like the mayan pyramids. But in gold.

3. My brother's limbs was all tied in strings. He was suffering from something. Or ensnared. I woke up then. I didn't know what happened, I prayed immediately. Actually I had a dream of XX dying from his back pain quite a while ago. Nothing happened to him so far.

I sat at my room, praying, trying to get to sleep. Maybe I did. I mean, I couldn't stay completely awake until 4 plus right? But the heat seared the room and the mosquitoes pierced me that I must have woke up in short intervals. I switched on the air con. Actually I felt fear. I heard some tyres screeching in the middle of the night. It was around 2am. [I actually thought that someone was in the room. Someone wearing a black cloak, hiding in a corner] Then it was around before I switched on the aircon. I looked outside the window. A bright crescent moon radiated the night. My scriptures in my head helped me overcome the fear. I slept again. I dreamt stranger dreams yet.

4. I went to China. I actually explained to my parents about me dreaming about my brother. They said that nothing happened. I was at my 2nd old house in fact, doing something. I also asked about the shrine dream. No reaction. I'm sure there were more to the dream but I can't really remember. I remember that water is part of an event in this dream. [Think it a hot spring pool?]

5. I was in the army. There were some girls from 20SA coming to my camp learning about the Firegate. They were pretty young, more of NCC, wearing PT kit. I didn't know what happened. Come to think of it it wasn't exactly a camp. It was just a building, like a hotel. There were some Big shots around. Then I ran to Sam Wen Liang's FH BCP and asked him about it. It was open air. The sky was dim. I was in my specs admin. He said something like they were learning about something. Sam's mouth looked purple. Daniel was in the same BCP, wearing PT kit. We shook hands or something like that.

2 parts of a dream that I didn't remember where to fit them in.

6. I was on top of an OUV/5 tonner. I remember the OUV bracket on the roof but the height was that of a tonner. I was not wearing a helmet. I saw a bunch of people wearing red t-shirts. Then I asked around. NDP was around the corner. But today I went to church and my buddies and I were all coincidentally wearing red. Hmm. Uncanny.

7. I was in NZ. The 3 signals musketeers and I were together in a restaurant. 2nd floor of restaurant in fact. The walls were blue, the fan was wooden, together with the furniture. It was as cosy as someone's house, except I didn't know whose. The place was cramped. We talked about something. It was a cold day. I think I treated them. Then we parted. Odd.

RX

Schedule from Apr to Jun 09

2009-04-05T16:45:00.002+08:00

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Theme Verse

2009-02-26T01:33:00.000+08:00

1 Corinthians 9:24-27 (New International Version)

²⁴Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.

²⁵Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.

²⁶Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air.

²⁷No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.

(taken from biblegateway.com)

Theme Song Candidates

2009-01-19T14:02:00.010+08:00

Hey all, here are the theme song "candidates":

Dare to Run (recommended by Wenyi):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xxXlRaPSg6E

(i can't embed here cuz embedding is disabled by request.)

Dare to Run
The assembly of the faithful surrounding yet unseen
Is gathered as a witness to the race
And on the track awaiting are runners of today
The call has come for each to take his place.

The road ahead is narrow,
The way is sometimes steep.
And only the committed claim the prize.
But standing at the finish,
With arms outstretched to greet us
Is the one who has endured the race
And paid the final price.

Dare to run, with our eyes fixed on Jesus
Following the footsteps of the One who’s gone before us
Dare to run in the power of His spirit
Called to be victors in the race already run
Dare to run

We must have our Savior’s vision
Compassion for the lost
Courage for the future
Love at any cost

Dare to run, with our eyes fixed on Jesus
Following the footsteps of the One who’s gone before us
Dare to run in the power of His spirit
Called to be victors in the race already run
Dare to run

Find us Faithful by Steve Green (recommended by Ronald)

We're pilgrims on the journey
Of the narrow road
And those who've gone before us line the way
Cheering on the faithful, encouraging the weary
Their lives a stirring testament to God's sustaining grace

Surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses
Let us run the race not only for the prize
But as those who've gone before us
Let us leave to those behind us
The heritage of faithfulness
Passed on through godly lives

Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
May the fire of our devotion light their way
May the footprints that we leave
Lead them to believe
And the lives we live inspire them to obey
Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful

After all our hopes and dreams have come and gone
And our children sift through all we've left behind
May the clues that they discover
And the memories they uncover
Become the light that leads them
To the road we each must find

Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful

I'll continue to upload "candidates" here when I receive them. Please check your emails on how to blog on this page too!

End of Year Thanksgiving!

2008-12-30T17:12:00.006+08:00

Here are the photos which enqing and junlin has kindly taken for us for the End of Year Thanksgiving!

Group Photo!

Farewell gift to Pastor and Mrs Huang

Enqing the orange

Ronald the boss 2009

Bertina the wuzunfan

Daniel the angst

Natalie the wombat

Sophia the toothfairy

Man Hon the gentle

Yi Ki the boss 2008

Junlin the fat

Gordon the blue

Bday card to Sophia

Farewell card to Manhon! Thank you Manhon!

Step-down gift for Yiki. Thank you Yiki!

Hope everyone will have a wonderful and blessed New Year!
disclaimer: junlin contributed to the names! (guess which ones are they!!)

Aug 10 Event

2008-08-02T02:15:00.001+08:00

Please pray earnestly for this upcoming event and vigorously invite your frens to attend! =)

Events Promotion

2008-08-01T12:40:00.003+08:00

As you all know, Rev Stephen Tong will be in Sg from 11-14/9, 7.30pm at Indoor Stadium for the Gospel Rally; furthermore he'll be in NUS on 28/8 for an Q&A session (NUS staff and students only). Please keep the events in prayer!

Open Event

NUS Staff and Students only

2008-06-15T17:56:00.002+08:00

[ from Joshua Harris, the author of "I Kiss Dating Goodbye".]

[received a number of emails of the same story from a few christian frens, so i tot maybe others can read off this blog =) ]

A teenager's view of heaven

17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. 'I wowed 'em,' he later told his father, Bruce. 'It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote..' It also was the last.

Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted.

The Moores framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. 'I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it,' Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. 'I'm happy for Brian. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him.'

Brian's Essay: The Room...

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read 'Girls I have liked.' I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was.

This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching.

A file named 'Friends' was next to one marked 'Friends I have betrayed.' The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird 'Books I Have Read,' 'Lies I Have Told,' 'Comfort I have Given,' 'Jokes I Have Laughed at .' Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: 'Things I've yelled at my brothers.' Others I couldn't laugh at: 'Things I Have Done in My Anger', 'Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents.' I never ceased to be surprised by the contents.

Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked 'TV Shows I have watched', I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented.

When I came to a file marked 'Lustful Thoughts,' I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content.

I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!' In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it.

Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh.

And then I saw it.. The title bore 'People I Have Shared the Gospel With.' The handle was brighter than those around it,seemed newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him.

No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own.

He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me.

Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. 'No!' I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was 'No, no,' as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side.

He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, 'It is finished.' I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written.

'For God so loved the world that He gave His only son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.'

~1/2 past 6 mathematician~

2008-05-15T17:49:00.002+08:00

hey greenyears!

i'm about to fly off to Shanghai soon but am writing this cos my annoying flight has been delayed for 2 hours. due to some technical checks, that's what i heard. i overheard what one lady sitting behind me said, 'as long as the technical checks are done now instead when we're in the air, it's fine'. yea i kinda agree with her. so no complains.

anyway don't think i'd be with you all the next 2 weeks so you all take care. and please pray for journey mercy. no worries i'll keep you all in prayer too!

all the best to all those working, looking for jobs cos of school holidays, those schooling or those serving national service! see y'all in 2 weeks!

in Christ,
Enqing

Excerpt of an email fr a fren in Sichuan

2008-05-14T19:43:00.000+08:00

...在这里我恳求大家继续为四川的受灾地区祷告，我来了才知道，情况比我想象的严重很多。新闻报道是7.8级，但是真实的消息是有8.3级，比1976 年的唐山大地震更严重，也是四川有史以来最最严重的一次地震。地震的中心是四川省的文川县，受灾严重地区有文川附近的一些小县城。成都市区没有受到太大影响。目前的情况是救援物资和人员大部分到达成都，现在救援人员只能靠跑步进入文川县，因为地震引发了泥石流把所有进入文川的路都破坏了，车和飞机都无法进去。里面的情况还完全不清楚，但估计是非常惨重的。另外，有一个小城镇几乎夷为平地，2万人口已经证实死了一半了，还有一些学校倒塌，很多学生死伤。据目前统计数字，已有多过10,000人证实死亡，而这个数目会继续上升。到处都是无家可归的难民！现在成都地区下大雨，给救援工作带来了很大的阻碍。机场运行依然无法恢复正常。救援物资：衣服，食物，药物的短缺。让人看了真的很心痛很心痛！而且可能最近还会有余震发生！我的家人也是随时做好逃难的准备...请大家为这些灾区的受伤人民，死亡者的家属和救援工作祷告... 人的尽头就是神的开头，求神不止拯救中国人的生命，更是拯救中国人的灵魂。愿神的救赎临到中国...

Please continue to pray earnestly for the victims of this terrible earthquake; and do not forget the Myanmar cyclone victims too...

~half-past-6 mathematician~

Have you prayed today?

2008-05-01T21:47:00.002+08:00

Have you prayed today? :o)

~0630 mathematician~

2008-04-23T14:45:00.005+08:00

hey remember the song which i wrote and shared with all of you on Sunday? yea the lyrics is as follows, just for sharing.

the charcoal fire,
where Jesus made breakfast.
the charcoal fire,
where Peter denied Him.
the charcoal fire,
where He said 'Come to me.'

fish and bread,
which Jesus made breakfast.
fish and bread,
which Jesus fed thousands.
fish and bread,
my offering to Him.

without God,
there's nothing you can do.
without God,
you sow but thorns break through.
without God,
you fish but net comes loose,
without God...

without God,
there's nothing you can do.
without God,
you sow but thorns break through.
without God,
you fish but net comes loose,
without God.

- copyright Chee Enqing.

anw just wondering if you all are interested, I've this upcoming performance with CSMusic (the Christian organisation which i've shared about) at YMCA on 2nd May 08. Tickets are priced at S$12 each. Please sms or email me if you are interested so i can book tickets for you all. =)

in Christ,
Enqing

Our photo - sent to Chu Yin

2008-04-21T20:12:00.006+08:00

I think some of you might be wondering what gift was sent to Chu Yin as I didn't have time to show you all the final product.. actually it is just our card + a framed group photo of us taken after Raymond's talk a few Sundays ago.. I've posted the photo below!

Sorry Patrick, Enqing & Hongrui.. didn't manage to get you all for the photos.. we'll do that next time yeah? =)

~mathematician~

Time to Pray

2008-04-20T18:44:00.002+08:00

a timely and gentle reminder...

Time to Pray

I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I didn't have time to pray.

Problems just tumbled about me
and heavier came each task;
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered
He said, "But you didn't ask."

I wanted to see joy and beauty
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didn't show me.
He said,"But you didn't seek"

I tried to come into God's presence;
I used all the keys at the lock.
God Gently and lovingly chided
"My child, you didn't knock."

I woke up early this morning
And paused before entering the day.
I had so mush to accomplish
That I had to take time to Pray.

Author Unknown

~mathematician~

2008-04-13T16:25:00.008+08:00

i believe most of us have heard this song before. but was youtubing it and found this really cool mtv thing, which i believe is a performance put up by some group but well all in all it's really cool. and the simplicity of it all, not to mention the absolutely beautiful song really reminds me of how our Lord died for us when we're mere Man.

Who am i
that the Lord of all the Earth would care to know my name
would care to feel my hurt

Who am i
that the Bright and Morning Star would choose to light the way
for my ever wandering heart

not because of who i am
but because of what You've done
not because of what i've done
but because of who You are
i am a flower quickly fading
here today and gone tomorrow
a wave tossed in the ocean
vapour in the wind
still You hear me when i'm calling
Lord You catch me when i'm falling
and You told me who i am
i am Yours.

Who am i
that the eyes that see my sin
would look upon me with love
and watch me rise again

Who am i
that the Voice that calm the seas
would call out through the rain
and calm the storm in me

not because of who i am
but because of what You've done
not because of what i've done
but because of who You are
i am a flower quickly fading
here today and gone tomorrow
a wave tossed in the ocean
vapour in the wind
still You hear me when i'm calling
Lord You catch me when i'm falling
and You told me who i am
i am Yours.

- Enqing

Littlings Baptism

2008-04-01T12:21:00.002+08:00

Our SF littlings got baptised! I super love this pic of us who joined them on their 2nd birthday :) Colourful and happy! And wassup with the mirror image finger signs guys... -_-" Dot dot dot.

And Christine was here too! We miss u christine :)

God's Promise

2008-03-31T22:19:00.010+08:00

Thanks Enqing for creating the blog.. haha so let me get the ball rolling by this short post!

I came across this poem online sometime ago.. I find it quite meaningful.. so what did God promise us? Is it just health and wealth? *ponders*

God's Promise

God never promised
A life without pain,
Laughter without tears
Or sun without rain.
But He did promise
Strength for the day,
Comfort for the tears
And light for the way,
And for all who believe
In His Heaven above
He rewards their faith
In His everlasting love.

(From: http://www.godswork.org/enpoem18.htm)

Have a nice week ahead!

by mathematician

2008-03-31T15:36:00.000+08:00

welcome GREENYEARS!!

albeit this came up pretty late (ahem sorry) but still hope all it'll be useful where we can share. and it's on blogger so it's more user friendly.

in Christ,
Enqing