<?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-34096067</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:11:29.443+08:00</updated><category term='Chant Song'/><category term='Christmas Song'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Praise and Worship Song'/><category term='Poem about Life'/><category term='Narrative Poem'/><category term='In process'/><title type='text'>Byron's Secret Hideaway</title><subtitle type='html'>I write my own poems and songs based from what I remember, what I feel, what I see, what I do. Feel free to read and comment about it. You could also tell me if you would write the melody for the songs. ^_^</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-3451982081387357049</id><published>2008-05-22T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:43:38.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>More to This Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I've written this poem some time in the past. Yet the message it sends out is still very fresh. I find it more and more applicable to me now than back then when I am just starting to work. I know that I don't know what will happen in the future, but I trust in God's providence and guidance that He will be there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In my little space on earth, I try to live my best.&lt;br /&gt;Yet many times I’ve failed and just went on like the rest.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve worked and toiled and burned my brow so that I’d fit in.&lt;br /&gt;But still I can’t attain that sense of peace from within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ve done a lot of mistakes that I’d like to forget.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you - thinking of these only makes me upset.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I knew that living this life should be better.&lt;br /&gt;Like I should live my life for a purpose much greater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But just like what happened at the road to Damascus,&lt;br /&gt;Something is stirring inside of me that made me muse&lt;br /&gt;About life, about love, about God and other things –&lt;br /&gt;Something more to this life and what it hopes to bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-3451982081387357049?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/3451982081387357049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=3451982081387357049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/3451982081387357049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/3451982081387357049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-to-this-life.html' title='More to This Life!'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-7306726865498455009</id><published>2008-02-29T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:36:14.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>Shades of Life (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is the first part of a two part poem. This is the negative shade of life where we see all kinds of negativity in life. The poem is further stretched and deepened by the use of same-sounding words (either the start or end of the word). It gives a heavy feeling to it. Yet in all these circumstances, we see how God is still in control. He has placed each one of us wherever we are because He has a purpose. May we find our purpose and make Him happy also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There are times when life seems so uncertain&lt;br /&gt;And you feel like you’re so down and dreary.&lt;br /&gt;You think you carry all the world’s burden&lt;br /&gt;That it leaves you very tired and teary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when life seems just so unfair&lt;br /&gt;That you sink and sulk in agony’s pain –&lt;br /&gt;The pain inside you grows into despair&lt;br /&gt;That it’s too hard to constrain and contain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you feel like just shouting&lt;br /&gt;Because of the world’s bad systems and schemes.&lt;br /&gt;All these have left you timid and doubting&lt;br /&gt;Of the kind of person who dares and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;There are times when you only sit and wait&lt;br /&gt;For blessings and bonuses to come by.&lt;br /&gt;You think others will put things on your plate&lt;br /&gt;Just because you heave a loud sigh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you feel so discouraged&lt;br /&gt;By how the corrupt and crooked prosper.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking how you worked hard makes you enraged&lt;br /&gt;Not just outward, but inner and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you are tempted to say&lt;br /&gt;“No one cares or cries with my sufferings.”&lt;br /&gt;You feel you are so lonely and betrayed&lt;br /&gt;By your once friends - cold and carefree beings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all these things let us not forget&lt;br /&gt;That life itself is God’s blessing to us.&lt;br /&gt;Let us not live our lives full of regret&lt;br /&gt;Instead keep on saying, “In Him we trust.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the light of God’s purpose we see&lt;br /&gt;That life has different circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;From bondage of sin, He has set us free –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A life to live for Him – another chance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-7306726865498455009?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/7306726865498455009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=7306726865498455009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/7306726865498455009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/7306726865498455009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2008/02/shades-of-life-part-1.html' title='Shades of Life (part 1)'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-4138312036690917825</id><published>2008-01-03T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:13:07.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>The Redeemed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;There are two versions of this: the original and the one that we rendered during the P&amp;amp;W night. As a background, I actually thought of the words during one night as I was thinking on a cheer that is connected to the song "Amazing Grace (My Chains Are Gone)". God truly inspired me and I hope He is glorified. Only by His grace are we redeemed. So we must share this and declare to all nations we are redeemed by God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The original version: (rhyming)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, God sent His Son.&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, my chains are gone!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, purchased by God.&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, bought by His blood!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, took my disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, saved by His grace!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, we are redeemed!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, forever redeemed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The rendition version: (has a flow)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, God sent His Son.&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, bought by His blood!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, my chains are gone!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, saved by His grace!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, we are redeemed!&lt;br /&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, forever redeemed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;There's actually a third version which is an improvement of the first two. It started out as a challenge to present salvation in your own way. And being the poetic me, I took upon it as a signal for me to write again. Hope it helps you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The long version: (more rhymes)&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, God sent His Son to our world to save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, my chains are gone; I'm no more a slave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, He took my disgrace and died on the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, I'm saved by his grace; his death not a loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, only if you believe can you be redeemed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Redeemed, Redeemed, if Christ you receive, you'll forever be redeemed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-4138312036690917825?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/4138312036690917825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=4138312036690917825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4138312036690917825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4138312036690917825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2008/01/redeemed.html' title='The Redeemed!'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-4252666935015165543</id><published>2007-10-31T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T17:38:35.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>Live as God’s Heirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Many times I have wondered what I was doing…&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid I was just a person wand’ring -&lt;br /&gt;Someone in this world who forever was wond’ring…&lt;br /&gt;“Will I keep on sleeping or wake up from dreaming?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have asked other people this question again.&lt;br /&gt;“Who can tell me the answers? How? What? Where? And when?”&lt;br /&gt;No one knows this; not even the wisest of men.&lt;br /&gt;And I am again stumped – not even moved since then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Often I have looked at other things as comfort.&lt;br /&gt;And most of the time, these comfort things fall short.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I’m starting to ask if these are just some sort&lt;br /&gt;Of things that I’ll eventually have to abort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In my desperation, I searched for some answers –&lt;br /&gt;Answers that can light up all my worries and cares.&lt;br /&gt;In an old book, I found the answer to my prayers,&lt;br /&gt;“Live your lives to glorify Him; Live as God’s heirs.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-4252666935015165543?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/4252666935015165543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=4252666935015165543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4252666935015165543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4252666935015165543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/10/live-as-gods-heirs.html' title='Live as God’s Heirs'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-8117429748878536369</id><published>2007-09-27T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T11:56:53.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>Days in a Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Although we pray in our own little ways, I guess it is still good to pray for something different for each day. This is a prayer that I would pray during the week depending on what I am facing. Find your place to play and pray sincerely. Ok Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lord, today is a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank you for the bright morning days.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for giving me a chance to see the sun’s rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lord, today is a Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;And I would like You to know how much I’d like to say,&lt;br /&gt;“Thank You for guiding me and not leading me astray.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, today is a Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;It’s the middle of the week; You still beside me stayed&lt;br /&gt;Even during times when my heart doubted or was swayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lord, today is a Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Protect my family from harm and keep them safe, I pray.&lt;br /&gt;Give me opportunities to shine for You, if I may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, today is a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Even though troubles and trials may come to delay,&lt;br /&gt;Your Word and comforting presence drives them all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lord, today is a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to be a great person who fully obeys,&lt;br /&gt;Who regularly walks and trusts in You in all ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, today is a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for your new mercies that I’m still living okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Mold me, craft me and use me just like a Potter’s clay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-8117429748878536369?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/8117429748878536369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=8117429748878536369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/8117429748878536369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/8117429748878536369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/09/days-in-prayer.html' title='Days in a Prayer'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-631730870492674320</id><published>2007-08-06T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:51:46.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>May I Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song is very personal as it seeks to evaluate a person's life. At the start of the song, the person is acknowledging that He can only live because God allows it and that he'll try to live for Him. At the end, he's saying that hopefully, all his actions, thoughts, words - life - brought God the glory and pleased Him. (Only what is done for Christ will last!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day is here; another day brand new.&lt;br /&gt;So I praise You for the work that I’ll do.&lt;br /&gt;Another day is dawning; another day to live.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever You choose to give me I’ll gladly receive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;And may I live my life according to Your will;&lt;br /&gt;And may my thoughts be pleasing Lord to You,&lt;br /&gt;And may my words reflect the beauty of Your presence;&lt;br /&gt;May my actions bring glory to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day is through; another day is gone.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank You Lord for what You have done.&lt;br /&gt;Another day is over; another day has passed.&lt;br /&gt;Only what is done for Christ will truly last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ending:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O have I lived my life according to Your will?&lt;br /&gt;And are my thoughts all pleasing Lord to You?&lt;br /&gt;And do my words reflect the beauty of Your presence?&lt;br /&gt;Did my actions bring glory to You?&lt;br /&gt;Do my words bring glory to You?&lt;br /&gt;Are my thoughts all pleasing to You, O Lord?&lt;br /&gt;Is my life bringing glory to You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-631730870492674320?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/631730870492674320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=631730870492674320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/631730870492674320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/631730870492674320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/08/may-i-live.html' title='May I Live'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-5030677043282189914</id><published>2007-07-02T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:12:47.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>Because You Came</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song focuses on how we can only come before God because He first came to us. When God came to us, we realize that we are nothing, speechless. The only thing we can do is to use our live as an offering of praise and testimony of God's goodness and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day You came to me – my life filled with hope&lt;br /&gt;For You came into a dark world that was empty and lost.&lt;br /&gt;The day You came to earth showed how much You really cared&lt;br /&gt;For You sent Your only Son to die for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to worship You, to lift Your name, I want to worship You.&lt;br /&gt;I come to praise You and magnify Your most holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus Christ You sought and found me first.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank You because You came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come before You, Lord, stripped of all my masks.&lt;br /&gt;As I stand before You with nothing but my God-given life.&lt;br /&gt;I come before You, Lord, through the blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to live my life for You alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to worship You, to lift Your name, I want to worship You.&lt;br /&gt;I come to praise You and magnify Your most holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus Christ You sought and found me first.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank You because You came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bridge:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words cannot express how truly grateful I am,&lt;br /&gt;How such a God would love me as His own.&lt;br /&gt;Today I come to You and confess all of my sins,&lt;br /&gt;For this is only what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to worship You, to lift Your name, I want to worship You.&lt;br /&gt;I come to praise You and magnify Your most holy name.&lt;br /&gt;Lord Jesus Christ You sought and found me first.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank You because You came, (You came, You came);&lt;br /&gt;Because You came, (You came, You came);&lt;br /&gt;Because You came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-5030677043282189914?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/5030677043282189914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=5030677043282189914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/5030677043282189914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/5030677043282189914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/07/because-you-came.html' title='Because You Came'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-4073104115388095671</id><published>2007-06-08T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T17:56:58.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>Jesus, Our Healer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wrote this poem for my sick classmate Mark Alvin Chua. At that time, I couldn't finish it in time for his birthday surprise so I'm posting it here. It is dedicated to him for encouragement. May God continue to bless you and heal you - in His perfect time and will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;At times, we ask how this could have happened&lt;br /&gt;Or why must such good people suffer this fate.&lt;br /&gt;I can assure you that He knows how we feel&lt;br /&gt;Because He went through it all – He could relate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, there’s no need to hide all your tears.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no shame for you to cry and be sad.&lt;br /&gt;Because through all of these, He is with you -&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is with you through good times and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing we can do is to hold on –&lt;br /&gt;Trusting his infinite time and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;He is the true Healer of all sickness –&lt;br /&gt;Like the Old Testament’s Gilead balm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, God has a plan that we can’t grasp;&lt;br /&gt;His plans are above our understanding.&lt;br /&gt;But despite this fact, He still blesses us&lt;br /&gt;With hope, faith, love and life overflowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-4073104115388095671?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/4073104115388095671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=4073104115388095671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4073104115388095671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4073104115388095671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/06/jesus-our-healer.html' title='Jesus, Our Healer'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-8107502545186816295</id><published>2007-06-07T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T15:46:35.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>The Message of the Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song comes from Ahia Andrew's sermon on the cross and how people respond to it. Some people view the cross as foolishness or shame. Some people think of it as punishment and death. But in reality, to the people who are blessed to come to know our Lord, the cross signifies wisdom, victory, glory and eternal life. I pray that you do not neglect the message of the cross today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This song holds a threefold response... Sorry for being selfish and self-centered, thankful for being saved by Christ by grace through faith, and Trust / Hope on the Lord for today and the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are sorry for neglecting Your message to us.&lt;br /&gt;We are sorry for being so foolish and shameful&lt;br /&gt;Because we thought that we could be the master of our lives&lt;br /&gt;And yet we found that there's no life apart from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross, Lord, is Your greatest gift to man.&lt;br /&gt;The cross has brought us out of darkness into the light.&lt;br /&gt;The cross has given us the blessing of eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;We thank You Lord for Your gift of love and life - the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for Your promise of vict'ry over sin.&lt;br /&gt;We are thankful for sending the Spirit to guide us.&lt;br /&gt;Although we live our lives on earth that's full of sin and death,&lt;br /&gt;We know that You'll prepare a home in heav'n with You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross, Lord, is Your greatest gift to man.&lt;br /&gt;The cross has brought us out of darkness into the light.&lt;br /&gt;The cross has given us the blessing of eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;We thank You Lord for Your gift of love and life - the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bridge:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not understand,&lt;br /&gt;We could not comprehend Your greatest plan...&lt;br /&gt;But today I'll follow You,&lt;br /&gt;Today I'll trust in Your divine plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cross, Lord, is Your greatest gift to man.&lt;br /&gt;The cross has brought us out of darkness into the light.&lt;br /&gt;The cross has given us the blessing of eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;We thank You Lord for Your gift of love and life&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we thank You Lord for Your gift of love and life - the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-8107502545186816295?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/8107502545186816295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=8107502545186816295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/8107502545186816295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/8107502545186816295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/06/message-of-cross.html' title='The Message of the Cross'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-2516977811244281009</id><published>2007-05-03T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:07:00.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>You Are With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I wrote this song while I was in Subic recently. This song is about God's presence and faithfulness in our lives despite our empty promises to Him. There are times when we really want to go back into His loving open arms but we simply choose to walk our way instead. When we face troubles and trials, we stumble and fall, but God was there each time to pick us up. My response is found in Psalms 25:5 "Guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are my God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Many times I’ve tried that my life in you abide&lt;br /&gt;Yet time and time again I’ve fallen from Your side.&lt;br /&gt;Many times I’ve wished how this life I could cherish&lt;br /&gt;And run the race until the very finish…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, be with me ‘til the very end of days.&lt;br /&gt;You were with me from the start…&lt;br /&gt;O please guide me and teach me the way to seek Your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Please be with me,&lt;br /&gt;Never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Many times I’ve said that my life will be Christ-led&lt;br /&gt;But time and time again I’ve walked my way instead.&lt;br /&gt;Many times I’ve longed to come back to You in song.&lt;br /&gt;Before You I confess all of my wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;For You are my God,&lt;br /&gt;You are my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;And my hope is in You.&lt;br /&gt;You are my God,&lt;br /&gt;You are my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;You are with me - All the day long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending:&lt;br /&gt;You are with me.&lt;br /&gt;Always with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-2516977811244281009?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/2516977811244281009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=2516977811244281009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/2516977811244281009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/2516977811244281009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-are-with-me_6125.html' title='You Are With Me'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-4635183776851773527</id><published>2007-04-12T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:13:54.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;This song came after I read the first chapter of Max Lucado's &lt;em&gt;God Came Near.&lt;/em&gt; Isn't it a wonder that we could miss such a big event like the birth of Christ in the midst of our everyday chores. This song reminds me that all we do - our life - is meaningless, incomplete, empty even lost WITHOUT God's grace in our lives. This is my prayer today that I might truly see Him in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;As a page is empty without words or paint,&lt;br /&gt;My life is hollow without You.&lt;br /&gt;As a quilt has holes without its bright patches,&lt;br /&gt;My life is incomplete without You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, let me see You, open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let me see Your majesty.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let me catch a glimpse of Your face.&lt;br /&gt;May I experience Your overflowing grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Like a rudder that cannot turn left or right,&lt;br /&gt;My life is lost without You.&lt;br /&gt;As music goes wrong without its harmony,&lt;br /&gt;My life is meaningless without You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, let me see You, open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let me see Your majesty.&lt;br /&gt;Lord, let me catch a glimpse of Your face.&lt;br /&gt;May I experience Your overflowing grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My life is nothing Lord… without You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-4635183776851773527?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/4635183776851773527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=4635183776851773527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4635183776851773527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/4635183776851773527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/04/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-896405229556797484</id><published>2007-03-27T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:14:21.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>Goodness and Greatness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This song actually came up to me after reading Charles Surgeon's explanation on Psalms 86. And He did a very good job that it became clear how each one was connected. Our God is a good God always ready to forgive. He is also great in person and in His deeds. He is not a tyrant (great but not good) nor is He weak (good but not able to save/protect us). That's why the nations will come to worship God - because He alone is our God. Knowing this, I know I can trust God and cry for help. So teach me your ways that I might wallk in your truth and always fear you alone. Goodness and greatness ultimately is shown by His death on the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;You are good and great, O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Full of grace and mercy, abundant in truth.&lt;br /&gt;You have heard my prayers and supplications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;You are good and great, O Lord.&lt;br /&gt;All the nations come to worship your name.&lt;br /&gt;There is none like you for you alone are God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Goodness and Greatness,&lt;br /&gt;No one possesses.&lt;br /&gt;Only you have both, my God.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness and Greatness –&lt;br /&gt;Such a blended pair;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness and Greatness&lt;br /&gt;What’s pardoned my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;I am poor and needy, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And I cry to You all of my days.&lt;br /&gt;I will trust in you for You are my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 4:&lt;br /&gt;Teach me Your ways, O Lord&lt;br /&gt;So that I'll be able to walk in Your truth.&lt;br /&gt;Please unite my heart to only fear Your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-896405229556797484?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/896405229556797484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=896405229556797484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/896405229556797484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/896405229556797484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/03/goodness-and-greatness.html' title='Goodness and Greatness'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-9148603420823369632</id><published>2007-02-02T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:14:31.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praise and Worship Song'/><title type='text'>Lamb Over Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The idea of this song came from the Chinese word for righteous (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;義&lt;/span&gt;). Literally speaking, it is the Chinese character for Lamb (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;羊&lt;/span&gt;) on top of the Chinese word for Me (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;). This word has a powerful message indeed. Jesus died for us as a Sacrificial Lamb, but He rose again and reigns on high. Now and forever, He will be the one who makes my day, the Lamb over me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jesus, You are God’s precious Son&lt;br /&gt;You came to earth for me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You are the Sacrifice –&lt;br /&gt;Who bore my sins,&lt;br /&gt;Who took my place,&lt;br /&gt;Who died on the cross for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;You’re the Lamb who paid the price&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are holy and without sin&lt;br /&gt;You are Love sent from above&lt;br /&gt;To cleanse me wholly within.&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you now…&lt;br /&gt;be the Lamb over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You are better than gold&lt;br /&gt;Your worth is greater to me.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You are the morning star –&lt;br /&gt;Who brightens my day,&lt;br /&gt;Who brings me to say,&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be devoted to You!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Ending:&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You are God’s precious Son&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You are the Sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, You are better than gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jesus, you are the morning star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Jesus, You are the Lamb over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-9148603420823369632?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/9148603420823369632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=9148603420823369632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/9148603420823369632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/9148603420823369632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/02/lamb-over-me.html' title='Lamb Over Me'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116850701989962117</id><published>2007-01-11T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T14:58:05.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Total Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Completed January 11,2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;This is my way of thanking God for all that he has blessed me with and I mean everything! From blessings to trials to new mercies to the Ultimate Sacrifice - all are worth thanking for this start of the new year. You'll see here the merism figure of speech which denotes the totality of what I'm thanking for. By this poem, I am once again reminded of my littleness and God's greatness... Truly He's incomparable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thank you for the times that were happy&lt;br /&gt;And also for the times sad and gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the days that were busy;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest when life’s topsy-turvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the moments of laughter&lt;br /&gt;And for the peace and silence after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there – listening…&lt;br /&gt;Even when at times I’m just grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the companions and friends&lt;br /&gt;And for times when I’m just with my pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the family you’ve blessed –&lt;br /&gt;Home, work, church – all Thy hands wondrous crest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sending Jesus to die&lt;br /&gt;And rising after up to the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for seeing the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;And letting me feel your love divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for Your new mercies daily&lt;br /&gt;And for bestowing grace so freely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for Your enduring guidance;&lt;br /&gt;For giving again another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for all that has happened&lt;br /&gt;And for the doors this year You’ll open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for what you have done –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For being comparable to none!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116850701989962117?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116850701989962117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116850701989962117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116850701989962117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116850701989962117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2007/01/total-thanksgiving.html' title='Total Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116649105423022232</id><published>2006-12-19T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:21:37.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Song'/><title type='text'>O Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is my most complete song so far. The beauty of this song is in its internal message. (Clue: something to do with the bold verbs) The melody of the song is puposely written not to be melancholic but to be very solemn and reflective. Christmas is not only a time to be merry but also a time to be silent as we remember the purpose of the blessed event.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Christmas, O Christmas&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the people around&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the newborn Son&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of what has been done&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, O Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, O Christmas&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;invite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; someone to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spread&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the good news everywhere&lt;br /&gt;A time for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and kneeling in pray’r&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, O Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, O Christmas&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; joyful music to Him&lt;br /&gt;A time to&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;allow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for God’s work to begin&lt;br /&gt;A time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;surrende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and turn from our sin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Christmas, O Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116649105423022232?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116649105423022232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116649105423022232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116649105423022232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116649105423022232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-christmas.html' title='O Christmas'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116616886136040257</id><published>2006-12-15T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:00:57.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Invitation for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Completed December 15, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;This poem is written primarily to remind us the essense of the celebration of Christmas. We may be engrossed by so many other things like "parties, presents, profits" that we lose sight of the celebrant. May we keep the meaning alive in our hearts and share this to other people. As we celebrate Christmas, may our hearts choose to say, "Thank you for being born!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why do we celebrate an event called Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;Why should we yearly wait even make it a must?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I have to tell you this: it is not about us;&lt;br /&gt;It’s time to reminisce the birthday of Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not about presents that we receive or bring.&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about events of the birth of the King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It’s not a time for sprees or for shopping galore.&lt;br /&gt;It’s time for bending knees and for you to implore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just a season of merriment and joy.&lt;br /&gt;He is the true reason we rejoice and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;It’s a time we gather not only to unite.&lt;br /&gt;We come jointly rather to remember that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How a baby was born in a humble manger&lt;br /&gt;For people so forlorn to save them from danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Now, we adorn our house with bright lights and colors,&lt;br /&gt;But the warmth, please don’t douse like the cold rain that pours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Instead, relight a fire that brightens a dark space.&lt;br /&gt;Instill a new desire to seek God’s warm embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;This is why we rejoice, that’s why there is Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with a choice: stay or delight with us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116616886136040257?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116616886136040257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116616886136040257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116616886136040257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116616886136040257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/12/invitation-for-christmas.html' title='Invitation for Christmas'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116487918815557479</id><published>2006-11-30T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:01:21.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Reflections...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Completed November 30, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem actually plays with the word "reflection." - from reflecting on one's own life (being in the dark and how God has saved me) to being used by God to reflect His image (His goodness, kindness, compassion,etc.) Another thing that could be seen in the poem is the symbolism of the room depicting the person. We are unworthy of being saved by God but God does not look at the outward appearance; He looks at the heart. No matter what our background or status in life may be, we all need a Savior to cling on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;In this little and unattractive room,&lt;br /&gt;I find blissful peace and consolation.&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter if it’s somewhat old,&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the perfect place for reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the kind of place that’s chilly outside,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you could feel the sheer warmth from within.&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a dusty book left on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Only to find superb stories within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in here you’ll find mere simplicity&lt;br /&gt;Not like the fancy lodges and hotels.&lt;br /&gt;It does not have all those trappings and trimmings&lt;br /&gt;Nor does it have decorations like bells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an old room with just one basic bed,&lt;br /&gt;A table, cabinet and two small chairs.&lt;br /&gt;Yet in this kind of quiet atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I find myself saying heartfelt prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come into this place very lowly&lt;br /&gt;For I’m a person with plenty of sins.&lt;br /&gt;And as I confess my sins and wrongdoing&lt;br /&gt;That is the time my Savior’s work begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I sing a song of praise and thanks to Him&lt;br /&gt;For He has pulled me out of the dark pit.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll believe and depend in His guidance.&lt;br /&gt;Under His laws, I’m willing to submit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I do this everyday of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I see changes in the way I do things –&lt;br /&gt;From being childish to being mature,&lt;br /&gt;From selfish to being a true blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only prayer now is to go on,&lt;br /&gt;Carrying on what has been well begun.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that my life be a reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Of how it is to be living in the Son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116487918815557479?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116487918815557479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116487918815557479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116487918815557479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116487918815557479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/11/reflections.html' title='Reflections...'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116280568586883473</id><published>2006-11-06T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:21:06.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Narrative Poem'/><title type='text'>The Wise Master and the Tiny Servant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6334/3752/1600/636437/MS-Illus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6334/3752/320/162999/MS-Illus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Completed November 6, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;This is my first time to write something like this. It is like a narration with conversation, but the conversation is in poem form. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The servant in the poem is very complacent and mediocre in what he does. He makes up excuses to avoid bigger tasks. You can say he had a comfort zone and was afraid to leave that area. The Master knew this so he decided to teach him a lesson. In the end, we are reminded to strive for excellence just as in the Bible: be faithful in the small things - all of these in preparation for something bigger where more responsiblity and accountability is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Narrator: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This is a tale of a tiny servant&lt;br /&gt;Who served daily in his Master’s mansion.&lt;br /&gt;He had the habit of saying “I can’t”&lt;br /&gt;Which drew about the Master’s attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrator: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This is a narration of their conversation…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Master: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Servant, why do you belittle yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Have you no sense of spirit or passion?&lt;br /&gt;You’re not a worn-out book left on the shelf.&lt;br /&gt;You should have more positive reactions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Servant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;How can I be of use to you my Lord?&lt;br /&gt;I am but a mere servant of your house.&lt;br /&gt;I could not fight nor wield a heavy sword.&lt;br /&gt;I am just like a coward little mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I cannot think and speak like the scholars.&lt;br /&gt;Nor can I buy and sell as the merchants.&lt;br /&gt;I can only clean all your shirt’s collars&lt;br /&gt;And water and care for the mansion’s plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Master: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You must have heard of the tiny spider&lt;br /&gt;And how it persevered throughout the rain.&lt;br /&gt;From branches to branches like a glider,&lt;br /&gt;Spinning its web again without complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Or the story of the little flowers&lt;br /&gt;And how they endured the winds of the storm.&lt;br /&gt;They call this rain but mere tickly showers –&lt;br /&gt;Just something needed for them to transform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Servant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But Master, I am but a small weakling!&lt;br /&gt;I am not perfect, nor is what I do.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not fit to serve someone like a King.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just of no use to someone like You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Master: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Have you forgotten that I brought you here?&lt;br /&gt;Have you failed to recognize my own acts?&lt;br /&gt;It was my own will that wanted you near.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should try to think and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Narrator: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;After thinking awhile, the servant could not smile.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of hatred, but of the truth that’s been said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Servant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Indeed, you have been very good to me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I repaid you with pangs and heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;I ask for your pardon – this is my plea.&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to make the same mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Servant: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;If I had fixed my ugly attitude,&lt;br /&gt;Master, none of these should have had happened.&lt;br /&gt;I want to give to you my gratitude&lt;br /&gt;As I try hard not to hurt or offend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Narrator: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This servant grew not only in his faith,&lt;br /&gt;His Master also gave him bigger tasks.&lt;br /&gt;When His Master would ask him to do work, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;His new reply would be “No need to ask!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116280568586883473?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116280568586883473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116280568586883473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116280568586883473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116280568586883473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/11/wise-master-and-tiny-servant.html' title='The Wise Master and the Tiny Servant'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116177174959370799</id><published>2006-10-25T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:02:04.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>A Lifetime’s Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.everydayisprecious.com/EDIP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="181" alt="" src="http://www.everydayisprecious.com/EDIP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Completed October 25, 2006&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://awf.brickriver.com/files/oImage_Library_FQADXU/SoSA_VBS_Logo_SWE2H75U.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This poem talks about the uncertainties of life. People die, others have had their share of pains, physically and emotionally. But the reality is that there is a spiritual dimension in this life. Make every time an opportunity to share the wonderful love of Jesus - before it's too late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In an hour, every single minute’s precious.&lt;br /&gt;For in this short moment in time that has just passed,&lt;br /&gt;Some people have died – the die for them is cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a day, every hour is so important.&lt;br /&gt;For in this one whole day that has just elapsed,&lt;br /&gt;Many people have experienced pain – collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a week, every day is just as priceless.&lt;br /&gt;For in this time period that has just passed by,&lt;br /&gt;People have felt so lost and have asked God “Why?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a month, every week must be well valued.&lt;br /&gt;For in this month-long journey that has ended,&lt;br /&gt;Many people’s hearts and souls can’t be mended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a year, every month should be accounted.&lt;br /&gt;Because as a person grows a year older,&lt;br /&gt;Some hearts grow with warmth; while others grow colder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute, hour, day, week, month, year – a chance!&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we should view life as to be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;Share God’s love now lest lives forever perish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116177174959370799?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116177174959370799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116177174959370799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116177174959370799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116177174959370799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/10/lifetimes-value.html' title='A Lifetime’s Value'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116124989286054684</id><published>2006-10-19T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:11:05.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In process'/><title type='text'>Of Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Completed October 19, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This poem is about daydreaming - something done when the work's catching up on you or when you don't have anything to do. Oh, how I wished I were in some other place, enjoying what I'm doing, being happy and all. You'll catch a glimpse of some places that I wanted to go and experience, but I am reminded once again not to confuse dreams with reality. But it doesn't hurt to think about them for the purpose of not being so ignorant about them, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wanted to go somewhere very far –&lt;br /&gt;Far from the routines and habits of life.&lt;br /&gt;Where I could find peace, joy and happiness&lt;br /&gt;And live and enjoy life to its fullness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Imagine a small cottage by the woods&lt;br /&gt;Filled with the sound of nature’s surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;From the hoot of owls to the buzz of bugs,&lt;br /&gt;All’s enjoyable – no need for earplugs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Picture out staying in a snowy lodge&lt;br /&gt;Where temperature is all the time low.&lt;br /&gt;You’ll soon discover the soft, white splendor&lt;br /&gt;While trying all the winter games outdoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Visualize the ocean in front of you&lt;br /&gt;As waves splash upon your body and feet.&lt;br /&gt;Building sand castles, smelling ocean breeze –&lt;br /&gt;Take a break from life’s stress with style and ease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Somewhere below the cool and vast valley&lt;br /&gt;Runs the clear water of a flowing stream.&lt;br /&gt;Living life with what you pick-up or catch –&lt;br /&gt;This kind of life is a sure ideal match!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It’s not bad to dream of special places&lt;br /&gt;but it mustn’t hide truth from reality.&lt;br /&gt;Just to experience a deeper knowledge&lt;br /&gt;Of what it's like to live over the hedge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116124989286054684?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116124989286054684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116124989286054684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116124989286054684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116124989286054684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/10/of-places.html' title='Of Places'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116099324571474850</id><published>2006-10-16T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:02:42.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Name of Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Completed October 16, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This poem focuses on the mighty name of Jesus. The precious name and blood of Jesus washed away my sins at Calvary. The saving name of Jesus rescued me from death after I believed, accepted, and received Him. His life-changing name transformed me into a new being who now and forever wants to worship and glorify that same magnificent and majestic name - the name of Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There is something about that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That simply leaves me not the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;showed me life’s not a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By taking the road not to fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;told me of my own dark shame&lt;br /&gt;And yet there is no need to blame&lt;br /&gt;Since&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;already overcame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“Believe in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!” I now claim&lt;br /&gt;And then into my life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;son right away I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;became.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll give&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all praise and acclaim&lt;br /&gt;For I view life with a new frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To glorify&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;is my aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; forever I’ll proclaim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116099324571474850?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116099324571474850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116099324571474850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116099324571474850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116099324571474850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/10/name-of-jesus.html' title='Name of Jesus'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-116015012332755756</id><published>2006-10-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:10:36.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chant Song'/><title type='text'>Someone Precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;This is a chant song that talks about finding what's truly precious in life. From the fellowship today based on Luke's parable of the rich fool, I am once again reminded that pursuing my dreams is not bad. The bad thing is when I only focus my time and energy on my dreams and believe that that's all there is to life. There's someone more precious than material things - it's my Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;People walking down the road&lt;br /&gt;To a place where there is “Gold?”&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if this is true,&lt;br /&gt;But I want to know, how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;It’s true, it’s true.&lt;br /&gt;I have found someone precious.&lt;br /&gt;It’s true, it’s true.&lt;br /&gt;I have found my Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;People asking: "What’s the matter?"&lt;br /&gt;"What’s the noise and all the chatter?"&lt;br /&gt;I tell them that this I know&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see then you must go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;It’s free, it’s free.&lt;br /&gt;I received someone precious.&lt;br /&gt;It’s free, it’s free.&lt;br /&gt;I received my Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;Now I live with peace within.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m free from all my sin.&lt;br /&gt;All because of God’s great love,&lt;br /&gt;Through Jesus, the Son, sent from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Chorus 3:&lt;br /&gt;It’s marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;I now know what’s most precious.&lt;br /&gt;It’s marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-116015012332755756?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/116015012332755756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=116015012332755756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116015012332755756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/116015012332755756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/10/someone-precious.html' title='Someone Precious'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-115874123929778825</id><published>2006-09-20T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:03:22.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>Collapse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Completed September 20, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A true account just happened here in the office and I saw the person on the floor already. This experience motivated me to write this poem. It made me think of "What if I saw her while she was collapsing, what would I do?" Hope you'll really consider the question too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My friend, I want to ask you a simple question, just something out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;"If you saw a person just collapsing in front of your eyes, what would you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, would you have helped that person yourself and just dive right through?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you rather order some people to help maybe someone from your crew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be the one to call an ambulance even though you don’t have a clue?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you be the first to leave and say to that person, “Bye-bye and adieu!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you disperse the growing crowd and dare say to them a big “Go away! Shoo!”&lt;br /&gt;Or would you call other people, even stay there to see an intriguing view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be the one to hold that person’s hand to encourage, comfort and coo?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you still act and behave like that person is someone you never knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go with that person to the hospital – something done by just a few?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you continue what you’re doing because you’re afraid it’d go past due?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go to the extent of praying for that person – a concern that’s true!&lt;br /&gt;Or would you rather do things awaiting something in return or a thank you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you saw a person just collapsing in front of your eyes, what would you do?"&lt;br /&gt;My friend, please consider another question, “What if all these happen to you?” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-115874123929778825?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/115874123929778825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=115874123929778825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115874123929778825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115874123929778825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/09/collapse.html' title='Collapse'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-115829288272631286</id><published>2006-09-15T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:14:57.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In process'/><title type='text'>Your Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This was inspired by these two passages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"The Lord is gracious and full of compassion, slow to anger and great in mercy. the Lord is good to all, and His tender mercies are over all His works." (Psalm 145:8-9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens, your faithfulness to the skies." (Psalm 36:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;It talks about the vastness of God's love, faithfulness and mercy coupled with God's attributes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;It has a catchy tune to it and hopefully will be perfected once I get help from other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;Your faithfulness stretches through the skies.&lt;br /&gt;Your tender mercy fills up all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Your Love, O Lord, unfolds before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re a gracious God, O Lord.&lt;br /&gt;You took our place in death,&lt;br /&gt;Rose again from the grave,&lt;br /&gt;Overcame all of my sins -&lt;br /&gt;All of these just to save!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You’re compassionate, O Lord.&lt;br /&gt;You gave us promises.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort from your staff and rod&lt;br /&gt;follows me all of my days.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll declare you’re my God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Verse 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You are slow to anger, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;You always give us chance.&lt;br /&gt;You give meaning to my life&lt;br /&gt;and you guide all of my ways&lt;br /&gt;I will praise all my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh Lord, My God.&lt;br /&gt;You are full of love,&lt;br /&gt;with faithfulness,&lt;br /&gt;Compassion and grace from above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-115829288272631286?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/115829288272631286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=115829288272631286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115829288272631286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115829288272631286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-love.html' title='Your Love'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-115828928372069286</id><published>2006-09-15T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:05:19.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In process'/><title type='text'>Savior and King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I wrote this song with the contrast of the two sides of power in mind. One depicts temporary power in the hands of people, while the other depicts power in its ultimate form - God. The chorus reflects our disposition in that, in the end, all that we can do is to reach out to God for our salvation. It also tackles issue like receiving God as both Savior and Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;In this world, I’ve felt that I’d always win –&lt;br /&gt;that I could even runaway from my sin.&lt;br /&gt;Because I thought, I have the power from deep within.&lt;br /&gt;And yet one thing I could not do is to save my own skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you Lord, to save me.&lt;br /&gt;I want you Lord in my life.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause You’re my God; I am Yours.&lt;br /&gt;Lord over me, My Savior and King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I thought that I was a king&lt;br /&gt;who had command over all surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;It was as if I had the power to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;And yet one thing I hadn’t seen is the weakness my pride brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Verse 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I have many transgressions.&lt;br /&gt;How can I have my own honor?&lt;br /&gt;But don’t you know He has the power to forgive your sins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yet we only accept Him as our Savior not our king.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-115828928372069286?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/115828928372069286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=115828928372069286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115828928372069286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115828928372069286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/09/savior-and-king.html' title='Savior and King'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-115776888951390850</id><published>2006-09-09T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:08:55.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>Life In God Is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Completed July 25, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Have ever you said to yourself “Life’s beautiful”?&lt;br /&gt;Do you desire to see the sun’s brightness every morning?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you cramp in your bed feeling so dreadful&lt;br /&gt;of the events that may happen this day without warning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I have felt so dull and depressing&lt;br /&gt;especially when I see pails of rain dropping from clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow these things remind me of teardrops falling&lt;br /&gt;out of the eyes of a familiar person in the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you this person’s tale was ordinary&lt;br /&gt;‘cause everybody will go to this point in their own lives&lt;br /&gt;but the time when it occurs may mostly vary.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a personal anecdote of how it arrives:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was as if shadows swept over my body –&lt;br /&gt;capturing it to do the things that I don’t want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I desperately shouted, ‘Help! Help! Somebody…’&lt;br /&gt;as my hopes and yearnings were starting to lose its weak hue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lost, alone, without any trace of hope.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, a pierced hand reached in front of my eyes and face.&lt;br /&gt;He helped me get up and said that I mustn’t mope.&lt;br /&gt;He dressed me up and called me His own sealed with His embrace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back now and picture my former shape,&lt;br /&gt;I see a person who didn’t know where he was going,&lt;br /&gt;I make out a person who can briefly escape,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, is caught up in all what he was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I recount how I was saved from my dark past,&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful and blessed to be living in the Light.&lt;br /&gt;He gave me power so darkness can be surpassed,&lt;br /&gt;so I can conquer temptations and tests to win the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is so hard to stay away from darkness&lt;br /&gt;when you have been living in it for all you can recall.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s easier to give in to dimness&lt;br /&gt;rather than battling the evil that continues to crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever doubts start to set in, I think of Him –&lt;br /&gt;how He carried me through the storms and pitfalls of my time,&lt;br /&gt;how He gave blessings overflowing my cup’s brim –&lt;br /&gt;then I realize that living in His world is sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a mixture of different blends of taste –&lt;br /&gt;sometimes salty, at times sour and bitter, other times sweet.&lt;br /&gt;These life experiences cannot just be replaced&lt;br /&gt;for these are the same experiences that make me complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without His tender mercy and loving grace,&lt;br /&gt;Life wouldn’t be as beautiful as it could ever be.&lt;br /&gt;All that I do can vanish without any trace.&lt;br /&gt;Only what’s done for Him will last that I can guarantee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He promised that He would be with me till the end,&lt;br /&gt;that He’ll never let anyone snatch me out of His hand.&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever He will be my loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;In Him I put my trust; With Him I continue to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is truly beautiful when it is in God&lt;br /&gt;because He Himself is Life, the Giver of Existence.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I should do is follow His rod&lt;br /&gt;and He’ll be my Provider, Protector and Subsistence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed how life is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;and that everyday seems to be more and more exciting?&lt;br /&gt;I won’t be afraid since I know He’ll be faithful&lt;br /&gt;in making my life more meaningful and interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-115776888951390850?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/115776888951390850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=115776888951390850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115776888951390850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115776888951390850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/09/life-in-god-is-beautiful.html' title='Life In God Is Beautiful'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34096067.post-115776707071305730</id><published>2006-09-09T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:09:16.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem about Life'/><title type='text'>A True Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Completed July 14, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the midst of all my tests and trials,&lt;br /&gt;I have found a loyal and faithful friend.&lt;br /&gt;He fills my life with joy and hearty smiles –&lt;br /&gt;encouragement, hope and love without end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;An Encourager and Listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He’s a person who sticks through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need Him, He’s always there –&lt;br /&gt;never closing doors, always letting in,&lt;br /&gt;lending His ears to problems you can’t bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when I feel so down and weary,&lt;br /&gt;He pats my shoulders and says, “It’s okay.”&lt;br /&gt;He tells that life is not always dreary&lt;br /&gt;that tomorrow is another new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so sweet to know He is by my side –&lt;br /&gt;the one who I can truly depend on.&lt;br /&gt;All my secrets to Him I can confide.&lt;br /&gt;It’s only He I can rely upon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A Mentor and Coach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He is my honest counselor and coach –&lt;br /&gt;always supporting my undertakings.&lt;br /&gt;When I need advice to Him I approach&lt;br /&gt;‘cause I know He’ll give His inner feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not silent to all my errors,&lt;br /&gt;in fact, criticizing to build me up.&lt;br /&gt;He has the quality of most mentors&lt;br /&gt;in that He always gives a follow-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In my victories, He also partakes –&lt;br /&gt;instructing me to run with goal in mind.&lt;br /&gt;He tells me to never make the mistakes&lt;br /&gt;of one whose gloomy past has him confined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Buddy and Brother&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;He’s a person who knows all about me -&lt;br /&gt;yet still loves me for who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;Although on some things we may disagree,&lt;br /&gt;We still stick together like bread and jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve become more than friends as years elapse&lt;br /&gt;through daily conversations and actions.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we’ve grown to be closer, perhaps&lt;br /&gt;more like brothers in many situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be a helping hand nearby&lt;br /&gt;or a secret gesture from far away -&lt;br /&gt;the strands of friendship that forever tie&lt;br /&gt;will keep us bound together everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus, our True Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the end, all these things are just ideal,&lt;br /&gt;for we know that one way or another,&lt;br /&gt;we are afraid as humans to reveal&lt;br /&gt;our vulnerable part to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jesus is the only one capable&lt;br /&gt;of being our true, real and faithful friend.”&lt;br /&gt;The Bible attests that He is able.&lt;br /&gt;In this promise I shall always depend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34096067-115776707071305730?l=smileby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/feeds/115776707071305730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34096067&amp;postID=115776707071305730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115776707071305730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34096067/posts/default/115776707071305730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smileby.blogspot.com/2006/09/true-friend.html' title='A True Friend'/><author><name>Byron Lim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00762274178035597732</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Jw681pH3KQ/Tgrx-EdQrXI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yMetWv8_b2k/s220/smiley.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
