<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:57:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Day that I am saved</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111509739539714068</id><published>2005-05-03T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T13:21:14.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Hell or To Heaven?</title><content type='html'>Just last week when my mum was sending me over to my new place, she told me about what she heard from a lady medium in the temple. She told my mum that Christians become hungry ghost after they are dead. They hide under the temple of those idols, and wait for other ghost of their religion to finish eating and ate the leftover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought of that as my mum's intention to scare me, so that I would give up, but I told her, religion is not something she has control over. I have a freedom of choice, and she shouldn't say things like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I ponder about that, I saw it as a warning sign for me from above. God has made use of my mother to show me, and warn me that even as Christians, if we fail to walk close to Jesus, after death will turn out to be like those ghost, that would mean daily Hell even for Christians, those who has back-slidded, or those NOT walking close to him. There is no sub-standard heaven for sub-standard Christians, and all of us should know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Way to Heaven is a Narrow Way, and not many made it thru. How true it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to heaven or to hell? The choice is ours. The gates of both are always open. It is we who decide which one we want to walk into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wise choice today, and everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111509739539714068?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111509739539714068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111509739539714068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111509739539714068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111509739539714068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-hell-or-to-heaven.html' title='To Hell or To Heaven?'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111344353870839603</id><published>2005-04-14T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T09:52:18.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's the One</title><content type='html'>As I reflect the meetings I had two days back with my good friend, Pamela, and then Camielle the next day, I derived at the same thing. Everyone of us is searching all our life for "the ONE" whom we think is the right one for us to spend the rest of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked back to 7yrs ago, when I first got to know my husband. When we got to know each other, both of us think that we are "the one" in each of our life. But 7yrs later, which is now, people change, things change, we have both grown but in different level.Both of us, end up the same like most couples. Sour relationship, hurt, betrayed, resent, and what not? Just like most couples around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cuz I must admit that our relationship is much better now compared to the past few years, and the credit goes all out to God. However... still it is not perfect. In other word, there is NO PERFECT relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn to God and ask him, why is there no perfect relationship even though I have searched high and low, for the past almost 28yrs. Why do I still get hurt by the one I love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says "&lt;em&gt;Look deeper into your heart. You have Jesus. HE IS THE ONE. The one that will never change no matter now many centuries passed by. He is the ONLY one that will never change and be tempted into betraying our love for him&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that, I really wake up and realised that I have taken what I have all along forgranted. Jesus our Lord has always been there. Always ready to comfort us when we are hurt, and betrayed. So I should just look upon him, and focus on loving him with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder all throughout the bible, the verse "&lt;em&gt;Love your God, with all your heart, all your soul and all your mind&lt;/em&gt;" keep repeating all over from the old to new testatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a revelation! Thank you Lord! Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111344353870839603?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111344353870839603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111344353870839603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111344353870839603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111344353870839603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/04/hes-one.html' title='He&apos;s the One'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111336167011576446</id><published>2005-04-13T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T11:25:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream from the Devil</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night. The incident has been over since about 11mths back. The woman whom I believed to have came into my marriage was dead for almost a year. Yet, last night I dreamt of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, there were 3 of us. There were confession by my husband, of his love for her, and his willingness to leave me to be with her. I was disappointed and heart-broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, this seems like a reminder of his betrayal of our love, and marriage. Then I ask God when I reached the office, why did I dream of that. What does it implies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer I got is "The devil is trying to haunt you with your past. In the dream you saw your husband has fallen in love with another woman that actually implies the love for the world. Remember this - Only when you have the &lt;em&gt;Love For God&lt;/em&gt;, will you be &lt;em&gt;set free&lt;/em&gt; from the devil".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true is this revelation. God really opens my eyes to see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love I saw in the dream, represents "Lust". Man lust for the things in the world. Satan can't wait to tempt us into that. However, we do have the choice of not falling into that temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love God, and be set free from the Devil&lt;/strong&gt;. After all, the devil also knows our secret, our past, and will always want to remind us of our hurt, our defeat, our failure and make us look weak, vulnerable, and easily defeated by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remember what God says in the old testatment. Just in Deuteronomy itself, he mentioned "Be Strong and courageous" over and over again. So we should &lt;em&gt;fight a good fight&lt;/em&gt;, and defeat the devil. Because our love for God will set us free from the trap Satan has laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had not turn to God, but allow Devil to poison my mind, by reminding me of the betrayal, and allowing the offence to grow the root of vengence in me, I would have been defeated. But I hold on to God's word. I seek God in everyday of my life, and everything that happens. When I do that, not only did the Devil fail in his plan to defeat me, I have instead defeated the Devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise the Lord for his wisdom, and his love! Hallelujah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111336167011576446?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111336167011576446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111336167011576446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111336167011576446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111336167011576446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/04/dream-from-devil.html' title='Dream from the Devil'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111320495652066332</id><published>2005-04-11T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:35:56.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End is the Beginning</title><content type='html'>Just last month, Joy's grandmother passed away, and this afternoon, Grace's mother passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is so inevitable, and unavoidable. Just as I asked God, why didn't he keep Grace's mother alive? God replied me " Chermaine, it is only normal for human being to die, BUT what's most important is, where do they go after this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. The Journey we end on this earth, marks the beginning of a new journey new life up in heaven. The End happens so that the Beginning can take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, whether the Beginning is Good or Bad, depends on what choices you make on earth. Choose a good choice, Make a wise decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light, and not the darkness. Yes, Jesus Christ is our light guiding us to heaven. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111320495652066332?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111320495652066332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111320495652066332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111320495652066332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111320495652066332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/04/end-is-beginning.html' title='The End is the Beginning'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111319182527430546</id><published>2005-04-11T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T11:57:05.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True discipleship</title><content type='html'>Today is a good start of my new journey with Jesus Christ our Lord. Somehow, I picked up the book on "A Woman After God's Own Heart" and when I opened the book, the phrases that caught my eyes were "Commit yourself to God Daily".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How simple is that sentence. Without much explaination, every Christians will know what it meant. Yet, it is also a difficult task, as we live under influence of the World, with so many distractions such as TVs, Movies, Radios, Internet, Games, oh so many... that it became a task instead of a desire activity which we Christians should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like any relationship. A close relationship means spending lots of quality time together. A true disciple of Jesus, spent lots of quality time with him. It is almost like a couple in love, always can't wait to see each other, can't bare to leave each other, almost to that extend when it comes to the relaltionship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true disciple loves God with all his heart, all his soul and all his mind. I have yet to be able to accomplish that, but I am willing to work towards that. Amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111319182527430546?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111319182527430546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111319182527430546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111319182527430546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111319182527430546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/04/true-discipleship.html' title='True discipleship'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111314049307475625</id><published>2005-04-10T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T21:43:12.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a New reason</title><content type='html'>The service today was great. Our guest speaker has shown me really that I wasn't there by chance. God has made me go to this service for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants me to see that he wants to use me. In order for him to use me, he needs to break me first. Break my stubborness, break my pride, before he can return "me" in a perfect form, in the eye of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru him, GOD challenged me to sign the blank contract. Nothing is written on it, and it will only be written down bit by bit, only after I sign on it. I responded to the altar call. With the heart to sign on the blank paper. A contract with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a serious matter, and now I have no way to turn back. But to follow God's instruction everyday, to do his will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, the quiet time, the bible reading, praying into the realm of the Holy Spirit, is as important as taking my daily meal. I have to make sure that I faithfully do all these, before God shows me what is the next step he wants me to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true when Pastor says, that we are afraid that once we sign on the blank paper with God, we are afraid that we'll never ever be happy again. Although he says that it is not God's purpose to make us happy everyday, I do believe that it is definitely not God's purpose to make us sad everyday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God make everything happens for a reason. For a new reason, today, I step forth to sign the blank contract. To give my entire life to Lord Jesus, and serve him with my whole heart and soul, and with no turning back, everything has to be a YES. Indeed, a new reason to rejoice as I begin my new journey in my life to follow Jesus as a disciple, and not as one of the people in the great multitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111314049307475625?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111314049307475625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111314049307475625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111314049307475625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111314049307475625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-new-reason.html' title='For a New reason'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111217537689671911</id><published>2005-03-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T17:49:25.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride -  How much is it worth?</title><content type='html'>Last night, I spent 3 hrs counselling a good old friend of mine. I appreciate him for being frank, and absolutely truthful with me. I stripped his problems right down to the very bottom, till he sees the bone of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times, we may not even realise it. Most of the time, when an argument strike, it has something to do with PRIDE. It is amazing how Man and Woman hold onto this thing that is intangible so dearly. Yet it is not even worth a single cent at the same time. The way they are willing to sacrifies what they are about to have for it for the sake of Pride amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I met up with him, I prayed for Holy Spirit to put words in my mouth so that I will speak of things that are from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the 3 hrs, God make me see the naked truth, of how Pride can hurt the people we love, and inturn hurt ourselves deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride has not only prevent us from getting close to God. It also prevent us from making the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggested that they go to professional counsellor to resolve their issue in a proper way. Even if I can speak to his wife, who is also my friend, he may not be able to see the changes in her for they already separated for 6mths. Yet, all I get is "He will think about it." Why? The best answer I can think of is EGO and PRIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says he has to do what he says. Yet, he cannot even live up to his marriage vow? Then what's with this keeping of his so-called words about the divorce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 5yrs of marriage, all I see is, everyone needs to grow up into a real adult. We may go through different pathway, but ultimately we'll all grow up. We have to learn to be responsible for our action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cheapest it to pay for a mistake made is your pride. Imagine how difficult it is for people to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go of your pride, you can amazed how the situation can turn well and good for you. Afterall, Pride isn't worth a single cent. There is really no point holding onto something that is worthless, in exchange for something that can cost you so much more for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God give grace to the humble and detest the proud. Now I also see the rationale behind it. Pride can make us irresponsible, childish, cold, and unreasonable. No wonder God hate those who are proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111217537689671911?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111217537689671911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111217537689671911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111217537689671911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111217537689671911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/03/pride-how-much-is-it-worth.html' title='Pride -  How much is it worth?'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111200186895124137</id><published>2005-03-28T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:24:28.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation of a Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>I just recall that the other night when I was talking to Calvin, he was rather upset, for he confessed that he has sinned against God. He felt that he has not done enough, and is not good enough for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the string of conversation, I ask for Holy Spirit to speak to me, so that I know what to say, and how to comfort him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, I relate the incident of how a baby grows from a child and into an adult, to explain how God change us to make us to be more like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a baby, we take spiritual milk daily to grow into a child, then we learn how to walk. In the process of learning how to walk, we'll stumble and fall (we sin against God), but remember how Parents would be near the child, either behind to support or in front to encourage the Child to courageously take the step of faith to walk. Each time we fell on our knees or bum, and hurt ourselves, our parents will be there to comfort us, and encourage us to standup and walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is our heavenly father, like little children to him, we are learning how to walk too... learning how to be more like Jesus. We stumble along the way, and fall, but God is never condemning. We can be sure that he'll always be there to support us, comfort us, forgive us, and encourage us to standup and walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we practise the walk with God, the more we become like Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this, Calvin receive a revelation, and is reminded of the story of the Potter and the Clay which Pastor Kong taught us weeks ago. As I relate to him how God has had a hard time trying to fix me up, he in return reminded me that after all the moulding, pressing, and getting rid of the hard stones (stubborness, pride, and characters with flaws), we are all made into Masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. We should all strive to become a masterpiece of God. Shine for him, and bring Glory to his kingdom for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111200186895124137?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111200186895124137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111200186895124137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111200186895124137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111200186895124137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/03/creation-of-masterpiece.html' title='Creation of a Masterpiece'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111197622487874774</id><published>2005-03-28T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T10:17:04.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luxurious life on earth and in heaven</title><content type='html'>This morning, while I was on my way to the office, I saw people dressing up pretty and nice for work. I started envying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God then reveal to me these things:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luxurious in this life on earth is only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people may have pretty clothes, and shoes, and whatever not, enjoy the finest wine and food, but yet our life here is short and our enjoyment has a time limit to it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luxurious in the life in heaven is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can imagine how long can forever be, until they sit down and think about it. The other night as I taught my children, I realise eternity is a very long time, it is never ending. It is so far that I cannot imagine what would I do everyday in heaven if I have eternity to spend there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact the time I have here is very limited, compare to the Eternity that we are talking about. I realise that I should work my life here, to serve God while I can, so that I can enjoy my life when I go into heaven, because then, over there I am looking at enjoying my life in heaven for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting when I see the truth. I stop envying them, and I am glad that I have God with me in this life, and I am glad that I am able to serve him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111197622487874774?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111197622487874774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111197622487874774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197622487874774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197622487874774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/03/luxurious-life-on-earth-and-in-heaven.html' title='Luxurious life on earth and in heaven'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111197502678579802</id><published>2005-03-28T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T09:57:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selflessness</title><content type='html'>As I ponder and look into my marriage. I got the revelation from God that marriage is not all about love, but it is also about selflessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a kind of attitude in a person, eg. as a wife, serve your husband and children well. Never complaining in the task you need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good servant has a good attitude. It is with willingness that he/she serves. They have freedom of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A slave on the other hand is bounded by bondage. They do not have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God chooses Moses to bring his people out of Eygpt because he prove to be a good servant. Be the chosen one. Be a good servant, not only in the Kingdom of God, but also in your daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good leader is a good servant. He is always ready to serve, ready to sacrify for his people, it is selfless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111197502678579802?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111197502678579802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111197502678579802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197502678579802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197502678579802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/03/selflessness.html' title='Selflessness'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111197470880248069</id><published>2005-03-23T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T09:52:12.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Servant in the kingdom of God</title><content type='html'>God reminded me to have the heart of a servant. That goes for serving everyone I know. And most importantly serving God in his Kingdom, winning more souls, bringing them back to unite with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111197470880248069?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111197470880248069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111197470880248069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197470880248069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197470880248069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/03/servant-in-kingdom-of-god.html' title='A Servant in the kingdom of God'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11633935.post-111197460725556952</id><published>2005-03-21T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T09:50:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Life</title><content type='html'>To give life bring life is a very painful process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother needs to go through great pain to bring her child to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God goes through greater pain, by giving us his only beloved son, to come into the world, and sacrify his life for us, in order to deliver all sinners like us, into heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing as I receive this revelation on Giving Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image of bringing life into the World, and bringing life into Heaven are both almost the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Both went through creation&lt;br /&gt;2) Both went through sacrifies&lt;br /&gt;3) Both cannot be done without love&lt;br /&gt;4) Both endures great pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the life brought into the world must end. The life brought into heaven is forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11633935-111197460725556952?l=chermainetay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/feeds/111197460725556952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11633935&amp;postID=111197460725556952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197460725556952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11633935/posts/default/111197460725556952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chermainetay.blogspot.com/2005/03/giving-life.html' title='Giving Life'/><author><name>butterfly flown by</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13997386153290065301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
