Jesus, YOU'RE the Reason

I have never walked on water, felt the waves beneath my feet
But at Your Word, Lord, I receive Your faith to walk on oceans deep

And I remember how You found me in the very same place
All my failings, sure they would have drowned me
Still You made a way

You are my Freedom,
Jesus You're the reason I'm kneeling again at Your throne
Where would I be without You here in my life?
Here in my life

You have said that all the heavens
Sing for joy at one who finds the way to freedom,
Truth of Jesus
Brought from death into His life

And I remember how You saw me
Through the eyes of Your grace
And though the cost was Your beloved for me
Still You made a way

You are my Freedom,
Jesus You're the reason I'm kneeling again at Your throne
Where would I be without You here in my life?
Here in my life

My Jesus, how I love You.

Its just CRAZY, I tell ya!

You said, "Ask and you will receive, whatever you need"
You said, "Pray and I'll hear from heaven, and I'll heal your land"

You said, "Ask and I'll give the nations to you"
O Lord, that's the cry of my heart!
Distant shores and the islands will see
Your light, as it rises on us

You said Your glory will fill the earth
Like water the sea
You said,
"Lift up your eyes
The harvest is here,
the kingdom is near!"

O Lord, I ask for the nations

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[The jokers who went for camp - I love you all :)]

Post camp :
I am still in shock. In wide awed, dropped jaw wonder at how God moved SO unexpectedly at camp. And I know that this is only the beginning; that there are many, much greater things to come.
Amen!

Let us not forget. Let us remember what happened that day. And lets not miss out! On the great sweeping revival that's going to come upon this land, upon our generation.

El for "God", not Spanish "the"

Reporting live from the depths of El Sanctuary, Alor Gajah:

The group arrived this evening at about 5 (while this writer was enjoying nyonya cendol in Jonker's :P). "We were all a bit cheesed off because the journey took almost 4 hours! Or at least it felt like it. Heh" , said Jack in his taekwondo uniform, during an interview. "But it was cool because the place (El Sanctuary) as a whole made up for it".

Everyone lazed around for awhile till the bell rang for dinner. Dinner was conducted Personage 2 style and the food was absolutely delish! Hats off to Chef Sherson and mom. :)

We're underground now, in a stone hall tucked away beneath the dining area. It's a great place to hide if there's ever a war.

Exciting days ahead!

JOY to the world!

The LORD has come!



















After Jesus was born in Bethlehem village, Judah territory— this was during Herod's kingship—a band of scholars arrived in Jerusalem from the East. They asked around, "Where can we find and pay homage to the newborn King of the Jews? We observed a star in the eastern sky that signaled his birth. We're on pilgrimage to worship him."

When word of their inquiry got to Herod, he was terrified—and not Herod alone, but most of Jerusalem as well. Herod lost no time. He gathered all the high priests and religion scholars in the city together and asked, "Where is the Messiah supposed to be born?" They told him, "Bethlehem, Judah territory.
The prophet Micah wrote it plainly:

It's you, Bethlehem, in Judah's land,
no longer bringing up the rear.
From you will come the leader
who will shepherd-rule my people, my Israel."

Herod then arranged a secret meeting with the scholars from the East. Pretending to be as devout as they were, he got them to tell him exactly when the birth-announcement star appeared. Then he told them the prophecy about Bethlehem, and said, "Go find this child. Leave no stone unturned. As soon as you find him, send word and I'll join you at once in your worship." Instructed by the king, they set off. Then the star appeared again, the same star they had seen in the eastern skies. It led them on until it hovered over the place of the child. They could hardly contain themselves: They were in the right place! They had arrived at the right time

They entered the house and saw the child in the arms of Mary, his mother. Overcome, they kneeled and worshiped him. Then they opened their luggage and presented gifts: gold, frankincense, myrrh.

There were sheepherders camping in the neighborhood. They had set night watches over their sheep. Suddenly, God's angel stood among them and God's glory blazed around them. They were terrified. The angel said, "Don't be afraid. I'm here to announce a great and joyful event that is meant for everybody, worldwide: A Savior has just been born in David's town, a Savior who is Messiah and Master. This is what you're to look for: a baby wrapped in a blanket and lying in a manger."

At once the angel was joined by a huge angelic choir singing God's praises:

Glory to God in the heavenly heights,
Peace to all men and women on earth who please him.

As the angel choir withdrew into heaven, the sheepherders talked it over. "Let's get over to Bethlehem as fast as we can and see for ourselves what God has revealed to us." They left, running, and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby lying in the manger. Seeing was believing. They told everyone they met what the angels had said about this child. All who heard the sheepherders were impressed.

For unto us a Child is born,
Unto us a Son is given;
And the government will be upon His shoulder.
And His name will be called
Wonderful
Counselor
Mighty God
Everlasting Father
Prince of Peace.

Saviour. He is Christ, the LORD.

Let heaven and nature sing!

Lookie here!

MALACCA: The inauguration of the Baba and Nyonya International Con­ven­tion here recently was a huge success with more than 500 delegates from Malaysia and countries around the region.

Being the birthplace of the unique Baba Nyonya community, it was apt that the three-day convention took place in Malacca.

The event at the Hotel Equatorial turned out to be a lively cultural showcase with women delegates dressed elegantly in their colourful traditional Nyonya Kebaya and batik sarongs.

Several booths were also set up at the lobby showcasing various traditional items, jewellery and clothing of the Baba Nyonya people.

Beauties in a row: The contestants of the 2008 Miss Nyonya Kebaya International Pageant.

From the fine pieces of Nyonya Kebaya and batik, traditional kuih such as love letters (kuih kapit) and rempeyek, intricate antique ornaments and jewellery such as hairpins (cucuk sanggul), brooches (kerongsang), silver belts, necklace, earrings, bangles and buckles, to the much-adored handmade beaded-shoes were on display.

The sounds of the Keroncong, Dondang Sayang and Joget including evergreen oldies playing overhead were also heard, with many of the delegates joining in to sing and dance whenever the music was played.

For the senior delegates, the convention was a walk down memory lane that brought back fond memories of yesteryears and a chance to meet up with long time friends.

Organising host Malacca Straits-born Association president Datuk Phua Jin Hock said response to the event was overwhelming as some of the delegates had travelled from as far as Penang, Singapore, Thailand, Indonesia and Australia to attend the convention.

A little game: Babas and nyonyas having a great time performing on the stage.

He said that similar gathering had been organised before but this was the first time that organisers had named it to better represent the Baba Nyonya community.

“We used to call it the The Baba Convention but decided to change it to the current Baba Nyonya Convention this year,” he said adding that it was only fair for women to be given due recognition for their role in the community.

“They (the women) have contributed significantly to the cultural enrichment of the community and its about time we acknowledged their role,” he said.

Phua also said the convention served as a timely reminder to promote awareness, understanding and a sense of pride of the Baba Nyonya culture, especially among the younger generation.

Pretty ladies: (From left) second runner up, Karen Chong Chooi Yin, champion Molek Lee Saw Im, first runner up, Sheryl Ong Mui Ai posing for the camera after receiving their prizes.

“The development of our community has come a long way and the challenges we face today are no more daunting than those faced by our forefathers.

“So it is important that we treasure and reinforce the close links between the existing Babas and Nyonyas in this region,” he said.

The Peranakan or Straits-born Chinese are Chinese migrants who intermarried with the locals and settled here, with some tracing their ancestry back to Malacca during the 15th century Sultanate Empire.

Their clothing and food exhibit strong Malay influence while retaining much of their Chinese heritage especially in religion, name and ethnic identity.

Phua said several discussions and talks were held at the convention covering topics such as heritage preservation, educating the younger generation on the importance of their cultural roots and building stronger links with the various Baba-Nyonya communities in the region.

One of the highlights was the Nyonya Kebaya Queen Contest, which saw 19 finalists strutting the catwalk in their best traditional Nyonya Kebayas.

Unique: Some significant Baba Nyonya antiques and curios were part of the attractions during the exhibition

It was a certainly a pleasant surprise for the boisterous crowd and finalist when septuagenarian Molek Lee Saw Im was crowned the winner.

The 73-year-old walked away with RM3,000 worth of prizes, beating other 18 much younger contestants with her grace and poise on stage.

“I am very flattered and excited at the same time as I am already 73-years old and never thought I had any chance at winning.

“The other contestants were much younger and sexier,” quipped the jovial Lee who hails from Penang.

Sheryl Ong Mui Ai, 29, was the first runner-up while 35-year-old Karen Chong Chooi Yin emerged as the second runner-up.

They walked away with RM2,000 and RM1,000 worth of prizes respectively

Preserving Centuries Old Legacy
by Allison Lai and Jason Lioh

Some words and smells.

Cling-wrap
spoon
coffee
coffee
coffee
mustard and onions
I don't like chilli sauce.
Bear
Aliens
envelope
meep! meep!
Applesauce
toothpaste
Strawberry
Chipmunks
have sharp teeth
Napkin.
Ding, ding go the chimes!
Ding, ding go the chimes!
Timun.
Starfish
Star-shaped jelly
Batman fatman

For revival, for Salvation!

Bersyukur selalu bagi kasihMu di dalam hidupku
Takkan ku ragu atas rencanaMu tuk masa depanku
Sebagai Bapa yang baik, takkan pernah Kau melupakanku
Sebagai Bapa yang sangat baik, takkan pernah Kau meninggalku

Ku 'kan menari dan bersuka karnaMu, Oh Yesusku
Dan ku 'kan minum airMu
Bagai rusa rindu selalu
Ku 'kan hidup dalamMu dan hidupMu di dalamku
Oh Yesusku, Kau sangat ku cinta.

The world and all it contains was created for one purpose: to showcase the grandeur of God's Son. In Jesus, the nature of God is magnificently and perfectly revealed; He is the "expressed image" of God (Hebrews 1:3). Yet to gaze upon Christ is also to see God's pattern for man. As we seek to be like Him, we discover that our need was created for His sufficiency. We also see that, once the redemptive nature of Christ begins to triumph in our lives, mercy begins to triumph in the world around us.
How will we recognize revival when it comes? Behold, here is the awakening we seek: men and women, young and old, all conformed to Jesus.
When will revival begin? It starts the moment we say yes to becoming like Him; it spreads to others as Christ is revealed through us.
Yet to embrace Christ's attitude toward mercy is but a first step in our spiritual growth. The process of being truly conformed to Christ compels us into deeper degrees of transformation. Indeed, just as Jesus learned obedience through the things that He suffered (see Hebrews 5:8), so also must we. And it is here, even while we stand in intercession or service to God, that Christ gives us the gift of woundedness.
"Gift?" you ask. Yes, to be wounded in the service of mercy and, instead of closing our hearts, allow woundedness to crown love, is to release God's power in redemption. The steadfast prayer of the wounded intercessor holds great sway upon the heart of God.
We cannot become Christlike without being wounded. You see, even after we come to Christ, we carry encoded within us preset limits concerning how far we will go for love, and how much we are willing to suffer for redemption. When God allows us to be wounded, He exposes those human boundaries and reveals what we lack of His nature.
The path narrows as we seek true transformation. Indeed, many Christians fall short of Christ's stature because they have been hurt and offended by people. They leave churches discouraged, vowing never again to serve or lead or contribute because, when they offered themselves, their gift was marred by unloving people. To be struck or rejected in the administration of our service can become a great offense to us, especially as we are waiting for, and even expecting, a reward for our good efforts.
Yet wounding is inevitable if we are following Christ. Jesus was both "marred" (Isaiah 52:14) and "wounded" (Zechariah 13:6), and if we are sincere in our pursuit of His nature, we will suffer as well. How else will love be perfected?
Yet, let us beware. We will either become Christlike and forgive the offenders or we will enter a spiritual time warp where we abide continually in the memory of our wounding. Like a systemic disease, the hurtful memories infect every aspect of our existence. In truth, apart from God, the wounding that life inflicts is incurable. God has decreed that only Christ in us can survive.

The Wounds of a Prayer Warrior
Intercessors live on the frontier of change. We are positioned to stand between the needs of man and the provision of God. Because we are the agents of redemption, satan will always seek the means to offend, discourage, silence, or otherwise steal the strength of our prayers. The wounding we receive must be interpreted in light of God's promise to reverse the effects of evil and make injustice work for our good (see Romans 8:28). Since spiritual assaults are inevitable, we must discover how God uses our wounds as the means to greater power. This was exactly how Christ brought redemption to the world.
Jesus knew that maintaining love and forgiveness in the midst of suffering was the key that unlocked the power of redemption.

Isaiah 53:11 tells us, "By His knowledge the Righteous One, My Servant, will justify the many, as He will bear their iniquities."

Jesus possessed revelation knowledge into the mystery of God. He knew that the secret to unleashing world-transforming power was found at the Cross, in suffering. At the Cross, payment for sin was made. As Christ forgave His enemies, Heaven's power rent the temple veil in two. Christ's stripes purchased our healing. I am not just talking about suffering, but the suffering of love.
The terrible offense of the Cross became the place of redemption for the world. Yet, remember, Jesus calls us to a Cross as well (see Matthew 16:24). Wounding is simply an altar upon which our sacrifice to God is prepared.
Listen again to Isaiah's prophetic description of Jesus' life. His words at first seem startling, but as we read, we discover a most profound truth concerning the power of woundedness. He wrote, "But the Lord was pleased to crush Him, putting Him to grief; if He would render Himself as a guilt offering, He will see His offspring, He will prolong His days, and the good pleasure of the Lord will prosper in His hand" (Isaiah 53:10).
How did the power of God's pleasure prosper in Christ's hand? During His times of crushing, woundedness and devastation, instead of retaliating, Jesus rendered Himself "as a guilt offering."
The crushing is not a disaster; it is an opportunity. You see, our purposeful love may or may not touch the sinner's heart, but it always touches the heart of God. We are crushed by people, but we need to allow the crushing to ascend as an offering to God. The greatest benefit of all is the effect our mercy has on the Father. If we truly want to be instruments of God's good pleasure, then it is redemption, not wrath, that must prosper in our hands. If we are Christ-followers, we must offer ourselves as an offering for the guilt of others.

Conformed to the Lamb
When Christ encounters conflict, though He is the Lion of Judah, He comes as the Lamb of God. Even when He is outwardly stern, His heart is always mindful that He is the "guilt offering." Thus, Jesus not only asks the Father to forgive those who have wounded Him, but also numbers Himself with the transgressors and intercedes for them (see Isaiah 53:12). He does this because the Father takes "no pleasure in the death of the wicked" (Ezekiel 33:11), and it is the pleasure of God that Jesus seeks.
Is this not the wonder and mystery, yes, and the power, of Christ's Cross? In anguish and sorrow, wounded in heart and soul, still He offered Himself for His executioners' sins. Without visible evidence of success, deemed a sinner and a failure before man, He courageously held true to mercy. In the depth of terrible crushing, He let love attain its most glorious perfection. He uttered the immortal words, "Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing" (Luke 23:34).
Christ could have escaped. He told Peter as the Romans came to arrest Him, "Do you think that I cannot appeal to My Father, and He will at once put at My disposal more than twelve legions of angels?" (Matthew 26:53). In less than a heartbeat, the skies would have been flooded with thousands of warring angels. Yes, Jesus could have escaped, but mankind would have perished. Christ chose to go to hell for us rather than return to Heaven without us. Instead of condemning mankind, He rendered "Himself as a guilt offering" (Isaiah 53:10, italics mine). He prayed the mercy prayer, "Father, forgive them" (Luke 23:34).
Jesus said, "He who believes in Me, the works that I do, he will do also" (John 14:12). We assume He meant that we would work His miracles, but Jesus did not limit His definition of "works" to the miraculous. The works He did - the redemptive life, the mercy cry, the identification with sinners, rendering Himself a guilt offering - all the works He did, we will "do also."
Thus, because He lives within us, we see that Isaiah 53 does not apply exclusively to Jesus; it also becomes the blueprint for Christ in us. Indeed, was this not part of His reward, that He would see His offspring? (see Isaiah 53:10) Beloved, we are the progeny of Christ!
Read these words from Paul's heart:
"Now I rejoice in my sufferings for your sake, and in my flesh I do my share on behalf of His Body, which is the Church, in filling up what is lacking in Christ's afflictions" (Colossians 1:24).
What did the apostle mean? Did not Christ fully pay mankind's debts once and for all? Did Paul imply that we now take Jesus' place? No, we will never take Jesus' place. It means that Jesus has come to take our place. The Son of God manifests all the aspects of His redemptive, sacrificial life through us. Indeed, "as He is, so also are we in this world" (1 John 4:17).
Paul not only identified with Christ in his personal salvation, but he was also consumed with Christ's purpose. He wrote, "That I may know Him and the power of His resurrection and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death" (Philippians 3:10).
For those who blame others for the decline of our nation, to be a follower of the Lamb, you must render yourself as an offering for their sin. By your wounds they shall be healed.
What a wondrous reality is the "fellowship of His sufferings." Here, in choosing to yoke our existence with Christ's purpose, we find true friendship with Jesus. This is intimacy with Christ. The sufferings of Christ are not the sorrows typically endured by mankind; they are the afflictions of love. They bring us closer to Jesus. We learn how precious is the gift of woundedness.
Let's pray: Father, I see You have had no other purpose in my life but to manifest through me the nature of Your Son. I receive the gift of woundedness. In response, in surrender to Christ, I render myself an offering for those You've used to crush me. May the fragrance of my worship remind You of Jesus, and may You forgive, sprinkle and cleanse the world around me.

Francis Frangipane
"The Gift of Woundedness"

"Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship." (Romans 12:1)

Tis' the season to be jolly!

Fa la la la la la la la

The crucible for silver and the furnace for gold. but the LORD tests the heart. - Proverbs 17:3

my response.

I love you, O LORD, my strength. (Psalm 18:1)

He is teaching me to wait. He's taking me through the refining fire, so that I may emerge stripped of pretension, of hypocrisy, of the subtle sin that so easily entangles. He's preparing me for Greater Works.

He tells me, "you are not alone, I am with you. Do not fear, just trust Me. And wait."

I'll wait in Him, I'll wait with Him.
True love waits. And I am in Good Hands.

"Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight." (Proverbs 3:5,6)

Search me O God and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting." (Psalm 139:23,24)

Kau sangat ku cinta

twenty more means : another twenty years of loving and serving Jesus, of laying down my life for His cause. Another twenty years, of not just life, but life in abundance.

Praise the Lord forevermore!

Bersyukur selalu bagi kasihMu di dalam hidupku
Takkan ku ragu atas rencanaMu 'tuk masa depanku
Sebagai Bapa yang baik, takkan pernah Kau melupakanku
Sebagai Bapa yang sangat baik, takkan pernah Kau meninggalkanku

Ku 'kan menari dan bersuka karnaMu, oh Yesusku
dan ku kan minum airmu
bagai rusa rindu selalu
Ku hidup dalamMu dan hidupMu di dalamku
Oh Yesusku...'Kau SANGAT ku cinta.

Ashira l'Adonai!

Ashira l'Adonai ki ga'oh ga'ah
Ashira l'Adonai ki ga'oh ga'ah
Michamocha, ba-elim Adonai
Michamocha nedar-bakodesh
Nachitah v'chasd'cha, am zu ga'alta
Nachitah v'chasd'cha, am zu gaalta
Ashira, Ashira, Ashira!

I will sing unto Adonai for He has triumphed gloriously.
I will sing unto Adonai for He has triumphed gloriously.
Who is like You, O Adondai, among the gods?
Who is like You, glorious in holiness?
In Your mercy, You lead the people You redeemed.
In Your mercy, You lead the people You redeemed.
I will sing, I will sing, I will sing!


The LORD lives! Praise be to my Rock! Exalted be God my Savior! (Psalm 18:46)

this is Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel

"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes' fountain."

"Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear him thither."
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather

"Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how,
I can go no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, my good page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly."

In his master's steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing

BFFs

I'm really REALLY bad at keeping in touch with friends who have gone away, or friends who I don't have to see on a regular basis anymore. :( I wish I was better. But anyways, here's to all my buddies, I'm sorry I don't reply your e-mails regularly, or talk to you online and we don't hang out as much as we should. But here's a big hug from me for you :

Nie, Chris, Wei Soon, Cheeks, Suki, Ping, Sheng, Joseph, Shannon














































































I'm thinking of you all :)

Today I read a letter published in The Star (and I can't find it online) about MPSJ workers abusing stray dogs. The writer saw them beating up the strays while on her routine evening walk, and when she yelled out at them to stop, they seemed to beat the dogs even harder. WHAT did the dogs do to deserve such treatment? There are very few laws on animal rights in this country - this is not regarded as a 'big deal' here, dogs being beaten up for no reason. I can't even find the article online, so I'll bet this happens all the time, and the abusers get away with it; so WE, the public need to do something. If you see anything like this happening, write in, make everyone aware of it - or take a stick and whack the big meanies.

Have been reading about the Holocaust, personal articles, interviews, I even downloaded Mein Kampf - because I watched Schindler's list today. It's really...inhumane, I don't even know what word to use to describe it, its just ...madness! How can one kill another, just like that, without a second's thought? Yesterday it was reported in the papers that a man's decomposed body was found in a suit case. How can a man kill another man, and then be able to sit still with himself?

Tag-a-long

Watched Quantum Of Solace today...not nice, don't watch - unless you go to TGV on Wednesday and the ticket only costs you 6 bucks :) - and I still don't know what the QuantumOfSolace is, haha.

So Aileen tagged me...so here :

1. What’s your ambition?

To write justice where its lacking.

2. Who is more important to you, Boyfriends or friends?

Friends.

3. How often do you think of committing suicide?

Never.

4. Do you think you have enough confidence?

No, not really. Although I try to look as though I do :D

5. How many babies you want?

Many, many, many! And may they never grow up!

6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?

Yes. I do believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain.

7. What is your goal for this year?

To know more than I knew before. To know Him.

8. Do you believe in eternity love?

Yes.

9. What’s a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to u? (List 10)

The perfect beau :
Loves God.
Loves people.
Loves his family.
Loves me.
Has laughter lines (or some might call them 'crows feet' - I prefer laughter lines)
Makes me laugh - like really crack up.
Rocker dude. haha. Serious one.
Likes to travel.
Likes movies, books, food and music.
Likes doing spontaneous, fun, random things.

10. What are you really afraid of?

Cockroaches.

11.What are your bad habits?

Sleeping too much, procrastinating, cracking my knuckles, not putting things back where they belong, making a mess.

12. Is there anything you wanna tell the people who hate you?

Yea. Like whateverrr. hehe

13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?

Sometimes I don't try hard enough. (I know that doesn't really answer the question)

14. What does flying means to you?

Mutant powers.

15. What do you crave for the most currently?

Pizza! Yumm!

16. Most unexpected gift you received so far and when?

Wet wipes, from a guy I just met. (Its not as dodgy as it sounds)

17. Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words:

Knows good music, fun, laughs really loudly (which is fun!), pretty and has one bengkak eye.

18. What have you done to yourself that made you happy?

Decide to let Him have me.

19. What will you become in another 10 years to come?

A child, walking closer with Him.

20. What have you been thinking about lately?

True Love.

And I tag....erm...Charis, CheChe June and Wai Min :)

One for the day.

"Meaningless! Meaningless!" says the Teacher. "Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless"

Sometimes I'm scared. Scared of what I do not know. Scared to find out. Sometimes I wonder what all this will come to, if the waiting ever ends. Then I wonder what I'm waiting for, or if I should be waiting...since I don't really know what I'm waiting for. Or maybe its just PMS
Now I know everything happens in seasons, and this is just one of them. And I know each season is meant to teach us something, and it's not like I've never gone through these 'seasons' before, but O teach me to wait patiently...because this time it seems to be taking so very cookie long!

When I am afraid, I will trust in You. (Psalm 56:3)

Oh well, have a holly jolly Christmas everyone!

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Later

Mal's outside listening to Coldplay's 'Yellow' by himself in the dark.

I have the door opened, and I can see him sitting there, his back facing me. I think eventually he's going to watch an episode of SouthPark, like he always does. And I have been sitting in this room all day, staring at my screen because I don't want to study...but I should, i really should. I feel fidgety, I have been feeling this way since my Dark Cherry *uber sweet cough medicine* Mocha this afternoon. The world is just too big for me, and my space is just too small.

I think I'm gonna go stand under a cold shower now. See ya.

Back when I was Bruce, Bruce Lee.

Pre-Bruce

































How was I supposed to know...




































That I would end up looking like Bruce Lee -.-
(Sean wanted to 'take a picture with Bruce'. Look at him smirking!)

This one, just for laughs. Hahahah...sorry, May :D

"I love you", saith Almighty God

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases
His mercies never come to an end
















They are new every morning,
New every morning
Great is Thy Faithfulness!
O God
Great is Thy Faithfulness.

* (this picture was taken this morning at 7)

My First Encounter With

Chow Tau Foo

Located quite a distance from the main area of Taman Connought Pasar Malam (and with good reason), Chiew Chiew Chow Tau Foo provides it's patrons with fried, rotten bean curd. - the name's abit, disturbing, i know. I thought so too -. With a tagline 'Aroma of a thousand miles', which is, indeed apt, the strongest stomachs (and minds) savour this decomposed delicacy with chilli cuka, and nothing else. (If it were me, I would need chilli cuka and some Febreeze)

From afar, one can only catch a whiff of the chow tau foo 'aroma' because it is mostly concealed by 'tai chow' smoke and other pasar malam smells, and you would probably think the stink is from some longkang somewhere behind. But as you walk closer to the Chiew Chiew Chow Tau Foo van, parked in a dingy, damp, back-alley behind a 'tai chow restaurant', you get the full olfactory experience, and it smells something like this :

ohmygoshwhatsthatsmellitfreakingstinksweiohmygoshpleaseletmedienow

Anyway, my friends, being such wonderful friends, not wanting me to miss out on any of life's great experiences, MADE me take a bite. Thankfully, it was dark, and I couldn't really see what I was eating - I didn't really chew either, just bit it, and shallowed the piece whole. I did look though, and from what I saw, it looked dark, and rotten. And smelly.

Well, I survived. Chow Tau Foo is not for the faint hearted. If you can't stand durians, walau-eh, you ain't smelt nothin' yet!

Bye, Herm.

Herm has Gone Home to the sandy shore he loves.

7. and Herm

"Love me, for I love you"--and answer me,
"Love me, for I love you"--so shall we stand
As happy equals in the flowering land
Of love, that knows not a dividing sea.
Love builds the house on rock and not on sand,
Love laughs what while the winds rave desperately;
And who hath found love's citadel unmann'd?
And who hath held in bonds love's liberty?
My heart's a coward though my words are brave
We meet so seldom, yet we surely part
So often; there's a problem for your art!
Still I find comfort in his Book, who saith,
Though jealousy be cruel as the grave,
And death be strong, yet love is strong as death.

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btw,















Meet Herm, the shell-less hermit-crab.

Happy Deepavali to you, you AND YOU! :)

I'll walk closer now on the higher way
Through the darkest night, will You hold my hand?
Jesus, guide my way.

O You mourn with me and You dance with me
For my heart of hearts is bound to You

Though I walk through valleys low
I fear no evil
By the waters, still my soul
My heart will trust in You
My heart will trust in You

O You counsel me and You comfort me
When I cannot see, You light my path

Though I walk through valleys low
I fear no evil
By the waters, still my soul
My heart will trust in You
My heart will trust in You.

Still my heart, and let me know Your will. There is no other way I would rather take. Still my heart so I can hear Your voice, because Yours only is the Truth.

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In other news :

• Hermit the Crab's shell broke, again. Poor little fella. I had to push his little behind to get him out of his shell just now...or whatever is left of it; it was dangling behind him and he was dragging it around. I gave him a piece of apple and a new bottle cap. I hope he feels better.
• I had to eat the rest of the apple. It is 4.08 a.m. -.- The things I would do for that crab. It just that he's so darn cute.
• There was a baby cockroach on the wall!!!! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I killed it with one wack of a newspaper roll. ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh...I hope there isn't a Mothership!!!

I learned a very valuable lesson today. One very hard to swallow, but one that I'm thankful for. We take such lessons because we are foolish, and we need to be taught. Only the wise learn from the mistakes of others. Not many can claim to be that clever. Today's lesson was on humility, and the teacher was Grace.

6.

this one, closest to my heart.

Trust me, I have not earn'd your dear rebuke,
I love, as you would have me, God the most;
Would lose not Him, but you, must one be lost,
Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless look
Unready to forego what I forsook;
This say I, having counted up the cost,
This, though I be the feeblest of God's host,
The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crook.
Yet while I love my God the most, I deem
That I can never love you overmuch;
I love Him more, so let me love you too;
Yea, as I apprehend it, love is such:

I cannot love you if I love not Him,
I cannot love Him if I love not you.

♥

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I have never walked on water
Felt the waves beneath my feet but
At your Word Lord,
I’ll receive Your faith to walk on oceans deep

And I remember how You found me;
In that very same place
All my failing surely would've drowned me
But You made a way

You are my freedom
Jesus You’re the reason
I’m kneeling again at Your throne
Where would I be without You
Here in my life, here in my life?

You have said that all the heavens
Sing for joy at one who finds
The way to freedom, truth of Jesus
Bought from death into His life

And I remember how You saw me:
Through the eyes of Your grace
And though the cost was Your beloved for me
Still you made a way!

I'll worship at Your throne,
Whisper my own love song,
With all my heart I'll sing
for You, my Dad and King
I'll live for all my days
to put a smile on Your face
And when we finally meet,
it'll be for eternity

And oh how wide You open up Your arms
When I need Your love
How far You would come
If ever I was lost
You said that all You feel for me
is Undying Love
That You showed me through the cross

I worship You, my God
I worship You, my God
I love You,
I love You
forever I will sing
forever I will be with You,
be with You.

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5. prayer for you and i

O my heart's heart, and you who are to me
More than myself myself, God be with you,
Keep you in strong obedience leal and true
To Him whose noble service setteth free,
Give you all good we see or can foresee,
Make your joys many and your sorrows few,
Bless you in what you bear and what you do,
Yea, perfect you as He would have you be.
So much for you; but what for me, dear friend?
To love you without stint and all I can
Today, tomorrow, world without an end;
To love you much and yet to love you more,
As Jordan at his flood sweeps either shore;
Since woman is the helpmeet made for man.

4.

I lov'd you first: but afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drown'd the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seem'd to wax more strong;
I lov'd and guess'd at you, you construed me--
And lov'd me for what might or might not be
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not "mine" or "thine;"
With separate "I" and "thou" free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of "thine that is not mine;"
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.

There's no place like home, no place at all.

3. it would be nothing new

I dream of you to wake: would that I might
Dream of you and not wake but slumber on;
Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone,
As summer ended summer birds take flight.
In happy dreams I hold you full in sight,
I blush again who waking look so wan;
Brighter than sunniest day that ever shone,
In happy dreams your smile makes day of night.
Thus only in a dream we are at one,
Thus only in a dream we give and take
The faith that maketh rich who take or give;
If thus to sleep is sweeter than to wake,
To die were surely sweeter than to live,
Though there be nothing new beneath the sun.

For Today.

For Today, this is appropriate.
Fuh, what a one and two days it has been.

The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room
No space to rent in this town

You're out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you're not moving anywhere

You thought you'd found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for grace

It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination

You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out

It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
Don't need it now
Was a beautiful day
U2, Beautiful Day

2.

I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom yet for many a May.
If only I could recollect it, such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seem'd to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand--Did one but know!

first

I am a born sucker for all things romantic. I love the soppy and sentimental, as soppy sentimentals would; and as someone once pointed out, I would look out a glass window at a tree on which hang small yellow lights and sigh at the fireflies I see fluttering about there.
(is 'soppy' even a proper word?)

I don't know many poems I could call my 'favourites', and I understand fewer. But here is, Christina Rossetti's Monna Innominata : A sonnet of sonnets. A compilation of 14 of (to me) one of the most beautiful sonnets of love ever written :)

And the first sonnet goes :

Come back to me, who wait and watch for you:--
Or come not yet, for it is over then,
And long it is before you come again,
So far between my pleasures are and few.
While, when you come not, what I do I do
Thinking "Now when he comes," my sweetest when:"
For one man is my world of all the men
This wide world holds; O love, my world is you.
Howbeit, to meet you grows almost a pang
Because the pang of parting comes so soon;
My hope hangs waning, waxing, like a moon
Between the heavenly days on which we meet:
Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call'd them sweet?

Have I an object, Lord, below,
Which would divide my heart from Thee;
Which would divert its even flow
In answer to Thy constancy?
Oh, teach me quickly to return,
And cause my heart afresh to burn!

Have I a hope, however dear,
Which would defer Thy coming, Lord,
Which would detain my spirit here,
Where nought can lasting joy afford?
From it, my Saviour, set me free
To look and long and wait for Thee.

Be Thou the object bright and fair
To fill and satisfy the heart;
My hope to meet Thee in the air,
And nevermore from Thee to part;
That I may undistracted be
To follow, serve, and wait for Thee.

George W. Frazer

FUNDRAISER

its 12.48 a.m. I am sooooo tired and I smell like cookie dough.

and I'm so very happy. Because everything turned out so well. Thank you all who helped out!

Finally, it's here :

fundRAISEr for Hanging On To Love.
and if you're reading this and can make it :
@ppbc, 11 p.m., tomorrow (sunday)
there will be :
books, pies, jackepotatos, massage, cupcakes, scones n muffins, custom made 'HangingOnToLove' cookies, nasi lemak, one (1) absolutely brandnew handbag and one (1) cd for sale.

:) Come!

Whats Wrong!?

I've been trying and trying and trying to write this ridiculously short piece of news on the traffic jam on the North-South highway on Sunday. In Bahasa Melayu.

But it's just not working. ARRGGHH.

:(

Redang got cancelled :(

I wish things were simpler. I wish you didn't give up.

You r my heart.

My Father I adore You more than anything my heart could wish for, I just want You. And Jesus, my beloved Saviour, everything I am I owe to You; I owe it all to You. And angels come and adore You. And we Your children worship You.
You are my world, You are my God, and I lay down my life for You. You are my Lord, the one I love. No one could ever take You place.
And everything I am I give to You, my Lord, the one I live for. I live for You. And all my days are gifts from You, I pray I'd use them as You want me to, use them for You. And angels come and adore You. And we Your children worship You.
You are my world, You are my God, and I lay down my life for You. You are my Lord, the one I love. No one could ever take You place.

"But you will be fed with the finest of wheat; with honey from the rock I would satisfy You" (Psalm 81:16)

Chill

Battle scars & Raya Outdoors

can see anot?

Inset : One leech bite, three cuts.

And got summore others la (very good rite my england?) But i cannot show you.
All in all, Camp Banyak Orang was fun. Fun in the sun. And we FINALLY reached the waterfall, which was, really, worth the hike up.

I wouldn't mind staying another night. Nice lah, nature. God is good. :)

when I was young.

Fields of gold
The Bright Blue Sea,
Daisies.
They smile at me.
I see your eyes,
they smile too,
as though they're saying
"I Love You"

"Petals Red!",
The Roses said.
Violets Blue,
I do to.
Let's dream of clouds of cotton white,
that shade the sun,
She shines so bright.

"Then make our day",
the Blackbirds say,
"Love ever dearly, come what may"

So take my hand and sit by me,
and whisper in my ear about the sea.
We'll sit all day,
till day is night.
And whisper about the sea till the stars are in sight.
Then take my hand before you go,

and smile at me so that I'll know,
When the Roses talk and the Blackbirds say
It's you and me,
come what may,

We'll sit again
to whisper about the sea
and see clouds of white
and Violets blue
and the Daisies
for they smile too.

All creation sing of Your Majesty, O Lord.

textmsg frm Edmund UKM : Gt nice rainbow jus rite fron out hs.
















So I ran down to see the big, beautiful rainbow. We just stood there in silence, mesmerized - and then Ed says

"Covenant".

Beautiful, Beautiful
Jesus is Beautiful
And Jesus makes Beautiful all the things in my life
Touching me, Changing me
Causing my eyes to see
Jesus makes Beautiful all the things in my life.

He CAN do the impossible.

by Max Lucado

The kingdom of heaven. Its citizens are drunk on wonder.

Consider the case of Sarai. She is in her golden years, but God promises her a son. She gets excited. She visits the maternity shop and buys a few dresses. She plans her shower and remodels her tent … but no son. She eats a few birthday cakes and blows out a lot of candles … still no son. She goes through a decade of wall calendars … still no son.

So Sarai decides to take matters into her own hands. (“Maybe God needs me to take care of this one.”)

She convinces Abram that time is running out. (“Face it, Abe, you ain’t getting any younger, either.”) She commands her maid, Hagar, to go into Abram’s tent and see if he needs anything. (“And I mean ‘anything’!”) Hagar goes in a maid. She comes out a mom. And the problems begin.

Hagar is haughty. Sarai is jealous. Abram is dizzy from the dilemma. And God calls the baby boy a “wild donkey”—an appropriate name for one born out of stubbornness and destined to kick his way into history.

It isn’t the cozy family Sarai expected. And it isn’t a topic Abram and Sarai bring up very often at dinner.

Finally, fourteen years later, when Abram is pushing a century of years and Sarai ninety … when Abram has stopped listening to Sarai’s advice, and Sarai has stopped giving it … when the wallpaper in the nursery is faded and the baby furniture is several seasons out of date … when the topic of the promised child brings sighs and tears and long looks into a silent sky … God pays them a visit and tells them they had better select a name for their new son.

Abram and Sarai have the same response: laughter. They laugh partly because it is too good to happen and partly because it might. They laugh because they have given up hope, and hope born anew is always funny before it is real.

They laugh at the lunacy of it all.

They laugh because that is what you do when someone says he can do the impossible. They laugh a little at God, and a lot with God—for God is laughing, too. Then, with the smile still on his face, he gets busy doing what he does best—the unbelievable.

He changes a few things—beginning with their names. Abram, the father of one, will now be Abraham, the father of a multitude. Sarai, the barren one, will now be Sarah, the mother.

But their names aren’t the only things God changes. He changes their minds. He changes their faith. He changes the number of their tax deductions. He changes the way they define the word impossible.

Fog-ed Up, Part 2

They fogged the house again. This time without warning, malang tidak berbau (Well, in this case, malang yang berbau la).
I was happily eating porridge + marmite + vege + egg (porridge + marmite + vege + egg are my staple diet here) and drinking Nestle's Yogurt Drink (Tropical Fruits), whilst reading The Kite Runner. It was a very relaxed time, just sitting there, chopsticks in one hand, novel in another. Yohan came back with his tapau-ed nasi kerabu, we exchange greetings. It was all very serene, calm, nothing chaotic. No rushing about, not much talking. Just quiet, book and chopsticks.

Suddenly the distant vrrrr came nearer and nearer, VRRRRR. And without any warning, the house was filled with smoke. Literally.

The calm changed to quiet shock, which broke when Yohan shouted, "Get the food off the table!", so i grabbed an empty plate to cover my precious vege, and ran to hide it, of all places, in my bedroom.

As the smoke seeped in, out of control, we frantically tried to find a place to shield ourselves from it. There wasn't anywhere. We opened the front door to run out, and more smoke came in. The "laundry room" was too full of, well, laundry, for us to even squeeze in. In the end we were driven into a corner, and there we waited with the front of our t-shirts over our noses. The fog was so thick we couldn't even see each other, let alone the rest of the house.

Well, the smoke in the house eventually subsided, because Yohan braved through all that poison to turn on the fans full blast. We still couldn't open the front door because more smoke from the stairway would get in, so we felt our way to the back windows and opened all of them wide. And hung with our arms dangling from the window grill, gasping for fresh air.
It was terrible.

However, in other news, I had a blast tonight with my GaLZ :) We had CG and a very fulfilling time discussing quiet time.
Praise the Lord for all His goodness (even the mozzie fog - it keeps dengue at bay). I am reminded again of His Love and His Sovereignty, reminded that because the LORD of all holds me, I am in good hands.
There is nothing like :)

You are my Strength

You are my Strength
Strength like no other
Strength like no other
Reaches to me

You are my Hope
Hope like no other
Hope like no other
Reaches to me

In the fullness of Your grace
In the power of Your Name
You lift me up
You lift me up

Unfailing love
Stronger than mountains
Deeper than oceans
Reaches to me

Your love O Lord
Reaches to the heavens
Your faithfulness
Reaches to the skies
-United, Savior King

If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world.

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude that I was not made for here
If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,
then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared

Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for Hope to come for me

Am I lost or just found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?
Is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb
An avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become

For we, we are not long here
Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it
And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you
Hope is coming for me
Hope, He's coming

C.S. Lewis & Brooke Fraser

Fuming over secret camera in toilet

Can it be by some CRAZY coincidence, that this happened in MENGGATAL? Haha.

The Star, 5 Sept -

KOTA KINABALU: Tutors and students of a driving school here got a shock when they discovered a surveillance camera secretly set up in the men’s toilet.

They became even more agitated when Menggatal police station personnel refused to take their report and asked them to resolve the matter with the management of the driving school who refused to entertain their complaints.

However, police at the Karamunsing police headquarters accepted their report and a police team was sent to check the CCTV system at the driving school.

Kota Kinabalu City police chief Asst Comm Ahmad Sofi Zakaria, in confirming the report, said an investigation was under way.

Aku Anak Malaysia.

Happy Birthday Malaysia, you're now 51!
The LORD bless you and keep you; the LORD make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the LORD turn His face toward you and give you peace.









Malaysia, tanah airku.

A land overflowing with milk and honey. A land the LORD blesses with racial tolerance, unity and harmony. A land prosperous and filled with good things. A land where justice and integrity always prevails.

A nation whose God is the LORD. Blessed is that nation, and all its rakyat the LORD chose for His inheritance.

The Church is the lighthouse in Malaysia. The Church is the body of Christ, and Christ is the head, the Master of everything. The Church shines the light of life in the nation; as a city on top of a hill, it cannot be hidden - that all may praise the Father in heaven. The Church stands united as the nation's standard.

Blessed are you, Malaysia, because the banner of Jesus is over you. His banner of love is your restoration, your salvation.

You're seated on the highest throne
You're lifted up above all things
Exalted and adored
I worship You in awe
Be glorified and magnified!

The Name of Jesus stands alone, worthy of all praise.
King of kings
Lord of lords
Prince of peace
There is no other name, no other ruler in this land, other than JESUS
He IS LORD

CONVO!

His people in the government

Joseph
Joseph was thirty years old when he entered the service of Pharaoh king of Egypt. And Joseph went out from Pharaoh's presence and traveled throughout Egypt. During the seven years of abundance the land produced plentifully. Joseph collected all the food produced in those seven years of abundance in Egypt and stored it in the cities. In each city he put the food grown in the fields surrounding it. Joseph stored up huge quantities of grain, like the sand of the sea; it was so much that he stopped keeping records because it was beyond measure.

Mordecai
Mordecai the Jew was second in rank to King Xerxes, preeminent among the Jews, and held in high esteem by his many fellow Jews, because he worked for the good of his people and spoke up for the welfare of all the Jews.

Daniel
Then the king placed Daniel in a high position and lavished many gifts on him. He made him ruler over the entire province of Babylon and placed him in charge of all its wise men.
It pleased Darius to appoint 120 satraps to rule throughout the kingdom, with three administrators over them, one of whom was Daniel. The satraps were made accountable to them so that the king might not suffer loss. Now Daniel so distinguished himself among the administrators and the satraps by his exceptional qualities that the king planned to set him over the whole kingdom.

Lets continue to pray, that His people will influence change in the way things are.

Polar bears found swimming miles from Alaskan coast

2007 had the lowest sea ice coverage in recorded history, seriously impinging upon the habitat of the Polar Bear

An aerial survey by government scientists in Alaska’s Chukchi Sea this week found at least nine polar bears swimming in open water – with one at least 60 miles from shore – raising concern among wildlife experts about their survival.

Geoff York, the polar bear coordinator for WWF's Arctic Programme, said that when polar bears swim so far from land, they could have difficulty making it safely to shore and are at risk of drowning, particularly if a storm arises.

“To find so many polar bears at sea at one time is extremely worrisome because it could be an indication that as the sea ice on which they live and hunt continues to melt, many more bears may be out there facing similar risk,” he said.

“As climate change continues to dramatically disrupt the Arctic, polar bears and their cubs are being forced to swim longer distances to find food and habitat.”

Scientists say the Arctic is changing more rapidly and acutely than anywhere on the planet, noting that 2007 witnessed the lowest sea ice coverage in recorded history.

Satellite images indicate that ice was absent in most of the region where the bears were found on August 16, 2008, and some experts predict this year’s sea ice loss could meet or exceed the record set last year.

The discovery of the nine bears at sea came as the US Minerals Management Service was conducting marine surveys in the Beaufort and Chukchi Seas in advance of potential offshore oil development.

In May, the US Department of Interior listed polar bears as threatened under the Endangered Species Act, with Interior Secretary Dirk Kempthorne cited the strong body of science pointing to the significant loss of Arctic sea ice habitat as the primary reason for protecting the bear with federal legislation.

However, the state of Alaska has opposed the listing and has sued the federal government over its decision to list the bear.

Professor Richard Steiner of the University of Alaska’s Marine Advisory Program said: “While these bears are swimming around in an ice-free coastal Arctic Ocean, the only thing the State of Alaska is doing is suing the federal government trying to overturn the listing of polar bears.

“The bottom line here is that polar bears need sea ice, sea ice is decaying, and the bears are in very serious trouble. For any people who are still non-believers in global warming and the impacts it is having in the Arctic, this should answer their doubts once and for all.”

Source : www.panda.org

Taking Anything

By the time John pulled into the little town, every room in the only hotel was taken.

"You've got to have a room somewhere." he pleaded. "Or just a bed -- I don't care where."

"Well, I do have a double room with one occupant," admitted the manager, "and he might be glad to split the cost. But to tell you the truth, he snores so loudly that people in adjoining rooms have complained in the past. I'm not sure it'd be worth it to you."

"No problem," the tired traveler assured him. "I'll take it."

The next morning, John came down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. When asked about how he slept, he replied, "Never better."

The manager was impressed. "No problem with the other guy snoring, then?"

"Nope. I shut him up in no time."

"How'd you manage that?"

"He was already in bed, snoring away, when I came in the room," John said. "I went over, gave him a kiss on the cheek, said, 'Goodnight, beautiful.' With that he sat up all night watching me."

There's something in the air