Woosh....I've made it!!Went to mall WITHOUT getting anything EXCEPT for a blueberry muffin and a salted cheese sponge cake. (the muffin was superb,not too sweet,just suit my taste bud and the salted cheese was yummy,yummy!i like it!)Trying hard not to peep at stuffs,not even to enter any other shops simply.Actually orhhorh, really nothing much to see and buy..Every other week see the same damned things.All i need now is just a pair of pretty-pretty wedges to go along with my new silk barbie top :P OK,that reminds me i have to dig for gold before the next statement comes. Kota Damansara was where i spent almost my whole afternoon with MelvC while waiting for his colleagues to do a short introduction to my new calling-job. Don texted me today bout the Chivas saying that his friend is kinda interested and i'm still waiting for my first-ever-chivas-confirmation.Charles and Keith has opened in Pavillion. Please do let me make a remark of our first outlet of Charles and Keith in M'sia."The shoes are awesomely,freaking expensive.Girls,buy them from S'pore!" There i was,walking out of the shop in despair.Sigh~~

Let's ban KL's Charles & Keith!

Getting older with no money!

When is my time going to come? Spent all my efforts but see no results. Times are bad,business pun takda. Recently signed up for eBay,charged me for every single details for my items. I'll be in debts, before i could sell off any of my stuff! What a "pleasant" day today? Of all days, I never intended to update the items on my blog, and when I planned to come home early today to snap some shots to post, right after some brilliant ideas sparked in my head halfway when I was practicing Qi Gong this morning. I'm now at home sitting in front of my pc just to find out that camera is not at home! AhhHHHHhhhHHH....FEEL LIKE KILLING MYSELF!

Last Sunday's sermon,by Ps. Hock!

Living Sacrifice - Dying to Self
So, how do we truly present ourselves to God as a living sacrifice? In a nutshell, we must die to our prior selves. This concept is wonderfully presented in this anonymous poem…

When you are forgotten, neglected, or purposely set at naught, and you don't sting or hurt with the oversight, but your heart is happy being counted worthy to suffer for Christ;

That is dying to self.

When your good is evil spoken of, when your wishes are crossed, your advice disregarded, your opinion ridiculed, and you refuse to let anger rise in your heart or even defend yourself, but take it all in patient, loving silence;

That is dying to self.

When you lovingly and patiently bear any disorder, any irregularity, any annoyance; when you can stand face to face with waste, folly, extravagance, spiritual insensibility, and endure it as Jesus did;

That is dying to self.

When you are content with any food, and offering, any raiment, any climate, any society, any solitude, any interruption by the will of God;

That is dying to self.

When you never care to refer to yourself in conversation or record your own good works or itch after commendation, when you can truly love to be unknown;

That is dying to self.

When you can see your brother prosper and have his needs met, and can honestly rejoice with him in spirit and feel no envy, nor question God, while your own needs are far greater and you are in desperate circumstances;

That is dying to self.

When you can receive correction and reproof from one of less stature than yourself and can humbly submit, inwardly as well as outwardly, finding no rebellion or resentment rising up within your heart;

That is dying to self.

Grow Deeper Now!