<?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-5031856540203978120</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:22:12.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luk3's journal</title><subtitle type='html'>luk3's journal</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-4761937864808792755</id><published>2010-07-14T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:04:45.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 - 28</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my beloved whom I am writing to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so busy... Work, work and more work... Spent time with lots of people. Had musical ex-co meeting. when for SPCF, going for NPCF later. Play left 4 dead 2 with cfers in LAN shop. Watch Despicable me 2 times. Yup so this is a really sum up of these past 7 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you dear... cant wait any longer for you to come home... Love Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father... I cant wait anymore longer... Please sent her back quickly... WITH LOVE... Amen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-4761937864808792755?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/4761937864808792755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=4761937864808792755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/4761937864808792755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/4761937864808792755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-22-28.html' title='Day 22 - 28'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-5093888858582009070</id><published>2010-07-07T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:46:01.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 - 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my beloved whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I have been so busy with work and stuff that I could not make up time to write these anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 16(FRI) - Was a stand down... So I wen over to Fuji's house to have lunch, then we watched blindside then had dinner which Muntoh came along... We fellowship, sang some songs and when home with the presence of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 17(SAT) - I was told to do guard duty today... Which in turn they ask me to head down to do flying too! So I came in at 0800hrs do guard until 1400hrs, did NDP flying, wrap up and continue my guard duty from 2200hrs. Ha Ha... What a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 18(SUN) - After guard duty, I head straight for church for worship practice and service. Then after service, I head over to your mummy's place to have lunch and dinner. Reached home about 10 plus 11. Headed straight for bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 19(Mon) - Come in at 0800hrs, there was no flying so we did some maintenance work and finished about 1600hrs. I then headed for Micheal Card's concert at Bartley Christian Church. After then I was really tired but I still head for supper with them and went home to crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 20(TUE) - In time was 1800hrs, when back to 4 - 8 again to do the normal Launching and some configuration. Ended about 0300plus, then watch soccer in that PDS and headed home at 0400hrs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 21(WEDS) - In time was 1700hrs, really do not want to work too long over there as my PDS IC is Master Pey. I really do not know how it will go today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Abba Father, Thank You for the week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5031856540203978120-5093888858582009070?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/5093888858582009070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=5093888858582009070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5093888858582009070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5093888858582009070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-16-21.html' title='Day 16 - 21'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6344724290260548411</id><published>2010-07-01T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:14:45.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 &amp; 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my beloved whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 14 - Have been heading to 4 - 8 for the longest time... Felt like my master, another crew and I were the unwanted ones from 140 Squadron. Many things have happen these few days in the PDS. Master Alvin is not in the best of mood, getting scolded every day since he was here for ridiculous reason, even I felt it was personal... But nonetheless, I ate salted egg crab last night as my batch boy was promoted, Moey was late, so they fork out some money and we had a hearty dinner. But the best of all the happening was me have Oil today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 15 - Oil day! Yeah... God is Good... Got hold of Denice and Mark, so today's training would focus on song and acting... Love Love baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I really miss you... I love You... More weight added...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father, You are always so good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/5031856540203978120-6344724290260548411?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6344724290260548411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6344724290260548411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6344724290260548411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6344724290260548411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-14-15.html' title='Day 14 &amp; 15'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6129425601567702050</id><published>2010-06-29T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:47:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my beloved whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;None much today... I was dump by the squadron to 4- 8 again but this time only a hand full of us was there, the rest was made up by the 143 squadron. Well meant a lot of my old friends there, cause we when through MTF together. Other then that... Life was pretty normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I reached home at 1710hrs as there was only 1 wave... I then cook a really horrible meal, I did not even finished it, will never cook Chinese egg noodle with Carbonara sauce. It taste horrendous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anyway,,, I love you dear... Missing you each day... feeling empty and lonely... Do come back OK? Waiting for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father... Thank you for the Food, Thank you for everything... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5031856540203978120-6129425601567702050?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6129425601567702050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6129425601567702050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6129425601567702050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6129425601567702050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-787679258136946713</id><published>2010-06-28T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:54:37.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10, 11 and 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my beloved whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It been a while since I blog due to the hectic schedule and I totally do not remember how to do so until now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anywae... Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 10 (Sat) - I woke up around 0930hrs to make it to church by 1100hrs. I dragged my feet across the living room to the bathroom, I felt really tired and wanted to sleep in. The reason which I felt lonely was because my uncle was at home and I refused to stay at home only to be called upon to do house work again and again... I need a break from all these. I then dilly dally and made my way to church to only reached at 1120hrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I then begin practicing until 1300hrs which I was called upon by mark to join his youth event. Some Ice-cream eating and movie screening thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I reached at 1400hrs and soon joined in his youth out-reach event. There was half of his church youth and half of his church targeted BB Boys. (Boys Bridget). Felt a little out of place, to be surrounded by youth that I have never met before. Played two rounds of game and then the movie started, "Facing the GIANT" (what I surprise! Ya right) its a really good show but I am afraid it might be a little to difficult for the youth to digest. But nonetheless, its a really good show, and I still teared for it... Ha ha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then I followed mark to that very good duck rice store to have dinner and then head over to Orchid Country Club to play pool. And I suck at it... Ha ha... Then I head home and reached about 2200hrs plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 11 (Sun) - I woke up at 0845hrs to make it to church by 1000hrs. I was so tired that I keep shifting the time forward so that I could sleep in a little more. I finally got up, pack my bag and head over to church. i reached at about 1020hrs. The sermon was on the "freedom of joy" Philippians 4: 4 - 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;After service, I had lunch with pastor and some members, then pastor Patrick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and I head over to the gym as he want to train me up physically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It was very near Bona Vista. The facility was pretty good. It is on some building and on the top three stories. The reception area had sofa, computer with internet access, loanable DVDs, newspaper, magazine and every free flow of drinks! The second flood was all the gym equipment, machine and rooms for lesson... The last stories is a sky pool! Swim and enjoy the view of the sky... nice... I swam a little, about an hour. Then got up and lied on the bench next to the pool and felt asleep. The weather, the view, the sound of water gentle splashing on the edge of the pool. nice... Not long pastor woke me up to get change for gym, within minutes I got change and head to the gym to try out the equipment. Pastor Pat then got an instructor to coach me on how to perfect my standing board jump for IPPT. The coach called pastor Pat my dad... ha ha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then after gym we head over to a seafood restaurant that was near SP. It was fantastic! Great food, cheap price. Can bring you guys there too... I was there with Patrick's whole family. Means all his brother and sister where there too! It was because it is Pastor Patrick's BIRTHDAY TODAY (28 JUNE)! Felt weird. His brother say i looked like pastor Patrick and can be his God-son.. Ha ha... Anyway... I did not eat much the swimming and gym-ming had shrunk my stomach. Feeling the abs... Ha ha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Then We head over to watch I P-man (Born of the Legend). Well... it was ooooOk... Not really fantastic compare to the first two... Maybe because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donnie_Yen" title="Donnie Yen" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Donnie Yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; has a charismatic smile. Ha ha... I reach home at 2300hrs plus, I bathe and when straight to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 12 (Mon) - Really did not want to work today. Waking up to the feeling of taking MC. Knowing I will be working at 4 - 8 I believed I would be working with Master Pey... I hate it, he never likes me... anyway... Half way on my journey Bird called, I soon found out that I was working together with him and then I asked him does he know who is the IC. He then told me was Master Alvin Chee.. Nice Guy... My day seem to have lighten up... I reached the PDS and begin my work. Due to the gym and swim, my body is still aching from shoulder to feet. Which cause me to be less alert and having high fatigue level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I almost killed a fellow crew as I was unaware that he was still under the plane when I gave the signal to  the pilot to power up. That to me was a near death experience and I would regret for the rest of my life. Master Alvin did not scold me but ask me to be more attentive to the situation around me. If it was Master Pey, I would be dead my now... But I still have the fear in me right now, remembering how it take place... But I know... I need to move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It really hard dear, Life without is lifeless to me... I may seems busy or whatsoever. But at the end of the day... I still need your accompany. I am not that strong without you... 24more days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; I love you too much to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father... You are my strength when I am weak, You are the treasure that I seek, You are my all in all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-787679258136946713?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/787679258136946713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=787679258136946713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/787679258136946713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/787679258136946713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-10-11-and-12.html' title='Day 10, 11 and 12'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-8048945586027637834</id><published>2010-06-25T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:59:31.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 and 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 8 - for me was a good deal day again, as it was my 3rd Aircraft wash this week. Each day only work less than 4 hrs a day... Weee... After the wash I head over to the Aero-Medical base for my yearly hearing test... Had to travel all the way to Paya Lebar to do it which last last then 10mins... Oh wells... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I then reached home, bathe and head straight for the musical training. Ran through Act 1 to 3. Next week plan is to run through it again with the acting involvement. I then called guard post for in time and was told 0545hrs, my IC was Master Pey the idiot who wanted me to come back to sign some form during my oil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Knowing that I soon head home and without bathing, I slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Day 9 - I woke up at 0455 and head for shower and left at 0515. I reached at 0550hrs. Only 5mins late but together with me was half of the crew members who were all lock outside because we are late... I know in my heart, this is going to be a long day... The rain did not stop and we stand under it for 45mins... Everyone was considering of take RSO. and giving to answer for our absent. But we did not want to make it too difficult for everyone. I soon start my day by getting scolded for everything I do until the point which I told myself that I have to swallow it down no matter how hard it was. But God was on my side, because of the rain, the first wave for cancel and we soon waiting patiently for the next wave. When it came, Ernest was told to take my plane as Pey wanted to build his confident, after that everything else was done by other junior and i soon left to do things like closing of door and signing in stuff which was soon easy. Well... I did not had a good start... but i DID HAVE A GOOD END... God is Good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Meeting Amos for supper later... so would not be online baby... I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ah Pa... You are always good... All the time.... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&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/5031856540203978120-8048945586027637834?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/8048945586027637834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=8048945586027637834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/8048945586027637834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/8048945586027637834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-8-and-9.html' title='Day 8 and 9'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-5620212219059013385</id><published>2010-06-23T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:40:26.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 and 7</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having camp at 1630hrs today. Waking up to your text message, felt really tired. But I wanted to see and talk to you... Hee Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 27th month Anniversary! Even though we are 12hrs apart but I know our joy always remained in our heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And having you always "mute" the Skype makes me mad... Keep repeating my words also is not helping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to make it any harder for the both of us... Nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Abba Father... Help me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-5620212219059013385?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/5620212219059013385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=5620212219059013385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5620212219059013385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5620212219059013385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-6-and-7.html' title='Day 6 and 7'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-2231241724217432763</id><published>2010-06-21T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T22:45:50.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had camp today at 1000hrs. Thinking that I would head home straight at the test, but halfway through my journey to camp on train, I received a call from squadron saying that I have to head back to squadron once I am done... Totally sianed... So after the test my buddies and I  hang out at Malcolm Canteen for awhile, trying to drag time so I would not have to head back to squadron so soon. After lunch, knowing that I have to face the fact, I said bye to all my buddies as some are heading over for medical check up and some heading home. I suggested to another friend (only two of us need to go back) that we should can the driver to give us a lift so that we would not have to walk. Yup and He came to pick us up. While in the journey, as he was our squadron driver, he has to pick some other that was working. And when we reach the destination, the person open the door and looked at us. He was the Warren Officer who ask us to come back to squadron to do work as there was short of man power. He looked at us as said. "Sorry, I believe so two can go home now... There has been a change of plans, do not need you two anymore..." I was overjoyed, and sianz at the same time (Cause by now I could be at AMK le). Anyway, head home to use comp and saw you online. Watch a few movies while you were asleep and now talking to you as a type this as it is morning for you over there now.. So... Conclusion, I love you still... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father... I pray that would You guide Katherine this day as she head over to her new school and environment, I asked that would You protect her, watch over her and empower her for Your glory today... Amen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/5031856540203978120-2231241724217432763?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/2231241724217432763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=2231241724217432763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/2231241724217432763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/2231241724217432763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6037195925458386398</id><published>2010-06-20T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:17:15.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(199, 199, 199); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I woke up at 9.30am today because I was not needed to play the guitar and so I thought I could sleep in more... Well I did... and was really late, I reached church at about 11.30am. I then invited Ron(The new young man aka youth) to do a little jamming with us. He was a fantastic guitar player... Haha... Then I went out to have lunch with Melvin, Andrew, Wei Ming and Carol at Raffles City. The Japanese Mache style restaurant. Wow, the food there is really good. Then we head over to Bugis as our dear Carol wanted to do some shopping with friends over there, we walked to bugis and soon enter the arcade to play a few games. We tried the basket ball thingy game and score 624 points where the high score was 642, we were pretty close. Haha... We then head over to Iluma to seek for LAN-Gaming. But it was too pricey and we abort the mission, I then head over to Newton to have dinner with my barker boys. Jeremiah, Tey, Loy, Zi yang, Mark, Alfred, Jerey's Girl friend and Jane. I then found out a few shocking news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;1) All have change their ride. Cars, Bikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;2) Zi Yang broke up with Jane, Mark broke up with Geraldine and now Mark is with Jane... ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;3) Bertram (the cyclist) met an accident 2 months ago, His friends and him were doing their normal cycling when a drunken driver ran over them from the back. Bertram was then sent into intensive ward for 2 months while his friend... He did not make it... Bertram has fully recover now and waiting for the police to file a report to charge the drunken driver so that he can claim from him all that was needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I was shocked that I could almost lose a friend so easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;4)Darren Chan was married a few months ago... I did not even know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Yup I truly missed out a lot from them this pass few years... Felt really bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Anyway... I enjoyed myself today... Wish you were here... Love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Abba Father... You are always here, in our lives... You are a sovereign God and our lives is in your hands, by Your Word we are given life, by Your Word we will return to you. We know where we belong Lord, in Your presence. But there are those who do not. I asked simply for Your favor and chance You would give to them to receive Your Word as our lives are short. Dear Father, use us mightily to complete Your work on earth as Your kingdom approach nearer each day... So Lord in every place that we are right now... Use us. Thank You Lord... For You are Good all the time. Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-6037195925458386398?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6037195925458386398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6037195925458386398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6037195925458386398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6037195925458386398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-8413197585308732804</id><published>2010-06-19T11:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T11:55:34.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(199, 199, 199); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It's Saturday, and instead of the usual movie marathon, I am heading to work in half an hour time. Well all thanks to the NDP (National Day Parade). Well it's day 3 and I am still missing you, I long for the times that I am able to wake up to your presence. Seeing you enjoying over there is an enjoyment to me as well. Do take care of yourself baby... I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Abba Father... I thank you for everything... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-8413197585308732804?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/8413197585308732804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=8413197585308732804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/8413197585308732804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/8413197585308732804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-5087338794094757728</id><published>2010-06-18T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T16:20:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(199, 199, 199); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Now its 1600hrs... I reach home early today as there was nothing much to do in camp. Times like these hardly comes but when it does, there was no one to go out with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Nonetheless, I am glad that I came home just on time to chat with you on Skype, even though we are 12hrs apart but technology has made us semi-omnipresent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'MS Reference Sans Serif', 'MSRef SS EOT', Verdana, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We are no God, our love is from God because our love is in Christ and in Him only that we are made possible of this relationship. There are no authority on earth that can separate us, except the ones who have given the authority above, Our Father Himself, to the people for His glory and His glory only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;So... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father... I thank you truly for this love. This chance and this give of relationship. It is part and puzzle of life yet you have made it so special and unique, a pleasure for all man and women. That in this love we may know you more, that in this love we may be closer to you, that in this love we may bear the fullest of Christ in our thoughts and in our being. Thank you Lord for everything... Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-5087338794094757728?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/5087338794094757728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=5087338794094757728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5087338794094757728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5087338794094757728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-7858687218008219446</id><published>2010-06-17T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:31:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well, seems like you should be at Tokyo Transit now. How does it feel to be there? Do remember to take nice pictures k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I woke up a couple of time to make sure I did not miss your calls or message this morning, hearing your calls and seeing your message I know you are leaving for 5 weeks. Well today i felt 'OK', maybe reality have not hit me yet but I truly pray tis 5 weeks would pass really soon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Waiting to hear from you Baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Abba Father, I pray that would you grant Katherine a safe and pleasant journey there. Protect her from all harm, may your favor be upon her always... Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5031856540203978120-7858687218008219446?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/7858687218008219446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=7858687218008219446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7858687218008219446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7858687218008219446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6408504703410834690</id><published>2010-06-15T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:01:23.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days before you go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As I sit here and face the fact of not been able to see you off on Thursday, my heart felt cold and emptied. My eyes are tired, eager to close but I sat here even more eagerly to see my love online so that both of us can try skyping. As it is my first time tying. My head is getting heavier and I am not able to type anymore... Night Blog... For my body.. I will still wait for your coming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thank you Abba Father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-6408504703410834690?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6408504703410834690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6408504703410834690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6408504703410834690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6408504703410834690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/2-more-days-before-you-go.html' title='2 more days before you go...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-34262834085503994</id><published>2010-06-14T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T00:16:59.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days before you go go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I thank you for the wonderful weekend I had with you... Even though time flies as we are together but I enjoyed every single moment with you. I would not trade anything for you, no condos, cars, money, Xbox360, I-touch, Mac book, PsP, Games, can compare with you. If I am even a chance to choose again, I would still choose you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;We are meant for one another, now and forever more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;Abba Father, I thank You for your gift of life. I thank You for your gift of love. I thank You for your gift partner... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-34262834085503994?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/34262834085503994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=34262834085503994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/34262834085503994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/34262834085503994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-days-before-you-go-go.html' title='4 days before you go go'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-7027418809560491041</id><published>2010-06-10T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:12:29.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days before You Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As the day draws closer to an end, I realized that the days before you head to the states are getting closer too. 5 weeks is a little too long I suppose, thinking that I would be able to spend more "me time" and play XBOX360 but I soon figure out is it all incomplete without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Life without you is like a straw, it sucks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Well just pop in here to say that I love you and that I hope you would remember to read my Blog every night over there yea? I will type as long as I am able to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father, I thank You for internet, Facebook, e-mails and blogs. That even Kat and I is 12hrs apart, we are not separated because of technology. Lord, would you keep her safe and sound this night... I love you Father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-7027418809560491041?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/7027418809560491041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=7027418809560491041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7027418809560491041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7027418809560491041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/6-days-before-you-fly.html' title='6 days before You Fly'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6915240691929968668</id><published>2010-06-09T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:11:11.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week before You Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I left for camp today knowing that there was 3waves today I thinking that I would be coming home late again. But as I enter my squadron , straight into the guard post to look at my crew and the flying schedule, I then realize it was not bad after all. For my crew there was only 1 wave and it would be back by 1pm. So as I do my calculation for what time I would be home, it should be not later then 4pm. but I was wrong. It came back at 1pm, I finished my work by 3, then spent the next few hours waiting for my PDS IC to sign the forms... And now I am... HOME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;As I struggle between resting at home or going to Fuji's house, many thoughts came to my mind. All I need was a affirmation of I must go, should go or need to go. But I have none, all I got was, you may, can, feel free to come. I then give myself excuses of not going, and then I asked God for a sign! that I should go. Yup he gave me one. Knowing that I have a photo shoot tomorrow and my turn out need to be neat and good. I then intend to polish my safety boots with the liquid polisher. The cap got stuck with the brush, so I pulled a little harder and guess what? The brush came out together with the cap and the black liquid splash onto the floor. Well I told Him, "guess you didn't want me go after all" But maybe it is despite of this I would still go is the right answer for Him, I still would choose not to attend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;After hearing so much sermons of having JOY, Another Spirit and so on. I still cannot seems to apply all that I have learn into it. Maybe I am too lazy to, maybe my environment does not allow me too, maybe the sermons are not practical in times like these anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Air force has taken ever joy that I have. It has taken my time, my strength, my emotion, my mind, my heart and my soul too. Maybe I am place in the worst place now in my NS. Work 6days week, even though you are flying on next Wednesday but I got duty. Saturday suppose to go out with you, but now there is SPORTS CAR duty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But in spite of all these, I sense that I love you and need you more. And more then ever. I really do not know how to face myself when you are gone for 5 weeks... You are my everything... You are... my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Abba Father, I am sorry for my lack of faith. In You. Many times I am foolish and asked you to show me signs so that I may believe you are still real to me, but I yet forget your hands that was guiding me through. You love that forever shining upon me and blessing that is continuously pouring out onto my cup. Yet my heart was harden and my eyes were shut. May You continue to be by our side this day and the days ahead... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-6915240691929968668?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6915240691929968668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6915240691929968668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6915240691929968668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6915240691929968668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/1-week-before-you-fly.html' title='1 Week before You Fly'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-8045495716630666708</id><published>2010-06-01T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:38:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down to Dar Dar's USA trip</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to me beloved too whom I am writing to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember yesterday when I receive a call? It was my squadron that call back because I fill it in wrongly, well... It isn't much a problem, it just been made worst by the IC. As I was calmly answering and replying to my friend who was on the line, I can clearly overhear the unpleasant background. I truly swallow even pride or dignity that I have yesterday on the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no pride, glory or even honor in Air-force. It just a pile of deep dung for people to step in, we are required to work like regulars, but we are paid with peanuts. We are expected to work like we know everything, but when things happen we get scolding we are not worth a cent... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for having 'A HIGHER PURPOSE'... Ever since I am qualified, everyday I get scolding after scolding. Everyday I drag myself to work, I lost confidence, totally demoralize. The colours of my life seems to slowly fade off... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But waking up next to you, opening up my eyes to see you put back the colours of my life... You complete everything good that this world is not, you bring joy, pure joy into my life. A blessing from God that I would and could not be anymore grateful for. Thank You  I can't imaging my life without you in the five weeks to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My next few blogs would be my blogs for you baby... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lOve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-8045495716630666708?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/8045495716630666708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=8045495716630666708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/8045495716630666708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/8045495716630666708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/06/count-down-to-dar-dars-usa-trip.html' title='Count down to Dar Dar&apos;s USA trip'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-3769140184043737194</id><published>2010-01-16T10:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:00:14.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in a world of my own...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Dear Blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Its been a year and four months since I wrote in you and in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 26px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; "&gt;SERMONETTE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Reason being that there is nothing much to write about any more. The voices of God vanished from my life, I no longer hear Him, see Him or even feel Him anymore, maybe it's my fault for not desiring Him, maybe it's my fault for not trying. But I am tired of running this senseless race, I am throwing my towel, walking away from the path He desired for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;"Vanity of Vanities, all is Vanity" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;~ Ecclesiastes 1: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Everything that is of this world is nothing but Vanity. I am a nobody but a passing wind, undesired, unnoticed person living in a world of his own delusion. Pretending that I make impact to someone, someday. Betraying my mind of thinking I touched and changed someone's life, but no claims, no affirmation... No remembrance, no trace of records I ever did. King of ministry? Sorry Brother, I am nothing but a passing wind. No legacy that I left behind, I am just a tool that was used and dispose by the very nature of creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I am leaving from my once called home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;Another reason that I do not blog. Cause no one ever care reading on them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;No prayer this time... Shalom to myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-3769140184043737194?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/3769140184043737194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=3769140184043737194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/3769140184043737194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/3769140184043737194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-in-world-of-my-own.html' title='Living in a world of my own...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-7179031620769633870</id><published>2008-09-14T08:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T09:35:11.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really SICK dae...</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was feeling terrible... My whole body was aching, my head was really heavy and my breathing was straining. I was in a position that I thought I was going to die, but the thought that came to me was that if really my time is up and I am going to be called home, I would die in the arms I love. And that was what I did! I crawled for my bed to my bathroom, then from my house to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;KAP&lt;/span&gt; (King Albert Park) just to in on time to meet my beloved after her cell group. My journey there was tough. Many a time I felt that I would die on the bus, but when I reach &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KAP&lt;/span&gt;, I told myself that I am this close in seeing her, and even I use every single strength I have to climb that stairs I will. So I slowly, bit by bit, step by step make my way up the stairs and eventually sat down at a table where I could secretly look at her without her notice so that I would not disturb the cell. And I sat there for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even siting there was hard cause I felt that breathing was difficult and my body was in pain. But I remained sited looking at her, soon one hour has pass and she called me. I told her I was at the table near her. Then I make my way towards her table, after dragging myself there, I greeted everyone there, as much as I wanted to look lively, I failed badly as my body was not helping much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miko&lt;/span&gt; brought me a hot cup of Milo while asking me to look after myself. Then everyone in the cell group left and my dear and I went to cold storage to &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;buy some&lt;/span&gt; medication and water for me. I actually wanted to go out as it was my off day but my dear insisted that I go home due to my fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey was a very tough one for Kat, as she tries to support me and carry my bag. She was asking why my bag was so heavy, I told her that I brought out admin stuff from camp as I cannot afford to slack even when I am sick. But soon I realised that I am in a terrible condition, and the bag that I brought in fact did nothing more then increasing the burden I am in now. I then somehow feels that I was a burden to her. But she gently hold me and make sure I am not feeling terrible in anyways. She then brought me home while I collapse on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a bowl of water and a towel and slowly wiping my body and forehead to cool down my temperature. Then I took medication and when back to sleep. Soon it was getting dark and I suddenly remembered that Kat has a party to go. When I asked her, she says that she cannot go to the party without worrying for me. She would rather stay to look after me. And she did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brought me dinner while I took a bath to cool myself down. After she came back and unpack the food, and place in front of me. I did not even eat 1/4 of it. I was feeling terrible and when back to sleep. While she cleans up and wash the bowl. I soon feel like throwing up and I rush to the toilet and throw up everything. Everything... Then my stomach start to have cramps and I was feeling terrible. As I crawl back to bed, I was gently been put back to sleep by Kat and soon she felt asleep too. I believed she was very tired as I was woken up by her snores (oops). Soon it was getting late and she has to home before her dad kill her. After opening the door for her, I went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt much better... ^.^ and I am going to church now before I am late... bye bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Abba Father, I thank You for your healing hands. But I truly thank you for the illness as well, when I see Your love through her. I sense that the fact that my illness was not the highlight of yesterday but Your love through her. I prayed Lord Father would you bless her in every ways and Lord... Make me the person who is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;deserving&lt;/span&gt; for her love Lord... As I seek Your face Lord, would you grant me peace in my heart, Father protect me today as I work... I ask that would you teach me Your ways that I may follow... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love you dear... I really do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-7179031620769633870?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/7179031620769633870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=7179031620769633870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7179031620769633870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7179031620769633870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/09/really-sick-dae.html' title='A really SICK dae...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-5487775205094674773</id><published>2008-09-11T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:47:41.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates so far....</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a break out on the topics that I will touch on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Camps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1a) PCF&lt;br /&gt;1b) NC&lt;br /&gt;1c) Complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Love life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1a) Well PCF was a little different then the way we planned... our target was 30 people... we hit less then have after included the staff worker... We did not followed the timetable, everything was free flow, even worship! Well it was pretty interesting...  The theme for the camp was "Me in the Big picture"... Mun Toh first started out teaching about how God's plan befall upon us, how magnificent is His will. Then the next day was Fuji teaching how our youth life can affect or change the society into the Big picture of God. But the lesson I brought home that day was neither of the teaching... I brought home something else, I realize that leadership hurts. There would be some point in time when even as leaders there would be quarrel and even miscommunication, but how we move on from there is what it really matters. It does not matter what was the topic, who was right or wrong, or even who started it first. But to look pass it and become friends again is tough but it is tougher to forget what has happen, even though we are alright now but the incident still haunts me until now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1b) NC was even more interesting. As it was the first time I attended a camp without any games but having theory after theory, I dozen off a couple of time cause it was a bit dry. But over all it was still not bad. Maybe some of the teaching I could not fully accept but I respect him as someone who was given the authority to teach. The lesson I could bring home was the workshop Fuji taught (Well... I could have just hear it during CF). About reaching to the I pod generation...&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I could bring home from Vinoth is that "Pastor should one day go up to the pulpit and say "I have nothing else to teach to you, unless you act upon what was taught last Sunday" then going up every Sunday teaching the church things that they would not do". And not to forget, it was the first time I went up the stage, facing 300 people and reading the Word of the Lord... ^.^ It was quite an experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1c) Complete... Coming in 1 week time... Well the committee is trying very hard to stick everything together in this short amount of time... Well... I told Fuji to form the committee in January but it was only form about 2 months ago during exam period. As more and more waves start crashing upon us, I prayed that may Ah Pa's grace fall upon us. As I look on the target of 80 people, I start to lose faith. As as Kat has said.. if we reach... if this and if that... my faith of reaching 60 could even be a problem... But nonetheless, I place my trust onto the hands of God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It is coming to our 6th anniversary, and as I know back... Did I really make the right choice? Not that she is not the one... In every way she is and only is the one I love. Is just that I feel that I rush into relationship too soon. Well, I did not know her well enough, looking pass her flaws as they haunted me now and then (Not physical of course)... And how I failed times and again to be a good, responsible boy friend. Well, I love her for the love for God which now I wonder to myself, am I taking that love for God away from her? Well she seem thinking of me more that thinking of God. and even for myself, I have lost the passion as I first started out and well I hope that she would get me back on track. But instead she followed me along. I want her to feel that all she needs is God and not me, and the more when I ask her about this, the more her reason seems a bit off... Unless our relationship brings us closer to God, I believed we have failed to be a couple in Christ. Well many times and even in her mind (I heard from her) that giving up was a choice that pops up in our head. I feel that I need some time away to really see what went wrong to start the foundation again. But that is not possible... Throughout everything and even in the end if we did not make it... I would still say loving you was the a choice I never regret and never will...&lt;br /&gt;well I have to see and pray for God strength in my life, as my doors start to open, the darker side of me will show but I pray that God would pour His mercy and love over us.&lt;br /&gt;Now as each day draw closer, I hope that our love will be a pleasing living sacrifice to our Lord...&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I always believe that long lasting good friends are hard to find... It started off with 3 of us doing everything together, hanging out very most of the time. But as time moves much faster, we fell out of it. Slowly, we hardly talk... we hardly meet.. I believe I am at fault too, but tight schedule did not give me any flexibilities to meet up, but I am more willing to say OK when they call me out. I would cancel every event just to hang out with them... But now we hardly sit down and talk, we dun even see each other once in 2 weeks. I believe time has a better hold on us, and I always believe that there is a season in everything... The season for this relationship has come to a finale. It's time to move on... No looking back... No good byes... May the Lord bless you... my beloved buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Abba Father, I thank You for today... I thank You for Your mercy and love. Even as I write this feelings I have, Lord would You still let Your spirit do Your work in my life... I ask Father this day that You will take on of me and use me according to Your pleasure... In Your name I asked... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-5487775205094674773?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/5487775205094674773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=5487775205094674773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5487775205094674773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5487775205094674773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates-so-far.html' title='Updates so far....'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-5192495130177322942</id><published>2008-07-24T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T02:37:31.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shining star, in the mist of stars</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write to you as a man looking for what cannot be found. The men whom I entrusted failed me, long have I have walked with them, journey with them, fought with them and eat with them. Long have I looked for leaders who will commit their life to the commandments of the Lord. In times of peace and rest, they prove worthy. But in times of help and need, their rescued was slowed and reluctanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My enemies laughed and mocked me. Their words are like a thousand arrows piercing me, and I am as one who was being sent to be slaughtered. Their tongues are evil, their language are venomous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I seek the counsel of my Lord, I cried out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My God, my God, where are the leaders that You appointed? Where are the leaders that You anointed? To whom may I seek? To whom may I trust?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am despair, for my livning leaders are as good as those who are dead.&lt;br /&gt;My spirit is downcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there before me, were a shining star, in mist of dead stars. Her name was pledge, pledge to the God Almighty. She was with me at the start of my birth, and through my journey of life, she was there. Yet I took no notice of her in the mist of confusion, belittle her, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she rised up to the called of my distressed, even if I do not notice. She stand firm in her actions and leadership. She rised above all my leaders, for her heart is for the people and her mind is of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her youth not be taken lightly, for it is written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;young in years&lt;/span&gt;,and you are aged;therefore I was timid and afraidto declare my opinion to you.&lt;br /&gt;“I said, ‘Let days speak,and many years teach wisdom.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“But it is the spirit in man,the breath of the Almighty, that makes him understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“It is not the old who are wise,nor the aged who understand what is right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Job 32:6 - 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of her, like a father to a child.&lt;br /&gt;She has mature in spirituality and understanding in the glory of our Father in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I found my strength once more, my spirit is renew like a fresh water that burst from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;And I raised my voice to praise His name! In His glory may I dwell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then enemies have fled, without a trace, without a trail.&lt;br /&gt;The victory is mine once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To the glory of the risen King!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Abba Father, I thank You for leaders in Christian Fellowship. Both true leaders and acting leaders. Lord, I ask in many ways that would You pour down Your blessing upon them. Lord let them dwell in Your mercy and grace. May Your love be upon them this day until You call them home... And Lord I thank You for the leader whom have Your heart, even in her studies and work by You pour down Your double portion of blessing and gifts. I pray Lord that she would commit herself in Your perfect hands, just as the name says "a vow in God". So Lord bless all leaders in Christian Fellowship. In Your name I ask... AMEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-5192495130177322942?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/5192495130177322942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=5192495130177322942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5192495130177322942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/5192495130177322942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/07/shining-star-in-mist-of-stars.html' title='A shining star, in the mist of stars'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-753087853666096100</id><published>2008-07-07T02:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:43:43.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting, Believing and Knowing</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write to you at this moment in the mist of War that is raging in my heart. Surrounded by my vicious enemies, the thunderous sound of their foot steps, the loud and mighty clanks on their shield and the powerful battle cry that comes out from their mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where is your people whom you trust!? Do they not fail you!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Where then is your God of Salvation!? Did you not fail Him!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was filled with pained, my body ached. My eyes were tired from the tears that flowed like a river from endless nights. My lips are dried and painful cracks are found on them. My spirit is weak and My soul is diminished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I was lost and my hope was nowhere found. The taste of victory I have waited too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes a lady as pure as the driven snow, her name was pure and so was her heart. The beauty of her eyes bring a fire in my heart, that was warm and comforting, I felt alive as more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her hands hold a book, to a chapter she shows that her Lord has commanded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Refuge and My Fortress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will say to the Lord, “My refuge and my fortress,my God, in whom I trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowlerand from the deadly pestilence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He will cover you with his pinions,and under his wings you will find refuge;his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You will not fear the terror of the night,nor the arrow that flies by day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A thousand may fall at your side,ten thousand at your right hand,but it will not come near you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You will only look with your eyesand see the recompense of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Because you have made the Lord your dwelling place—the Most High, who is my refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;no evil shall be allowed to befall you,no plague come near your tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For he will command his angels concerning youto guard you in all your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On their hands they will bear you up,lest you strike your foot against a stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You will tread on the lion and the adder;the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;I will protect him, because he knows my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When he calls to me, I will answer him;I will be with him in trouble;I will rescue him and honor him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.&lt;/span&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spirit was strengthen and My soul was lifted high. I stood before the gate, looked far and wide. I am surrounded by ten thousand legions of enemies and I am only but one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I no longer fear. For the one whom I loved and loved me have came and endanger herself in the presence of my enemies to heed my called of help. I believed and know that more are on their way to respond to my distressed.&lt;br /&gt;But moreover I trust in my &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; THE ROCK OF MY SALVATION! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In whom i choose abided...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thank You Abba Father, even as for today, this may be as real as it gets. That I am constantly been drag into spiritual warfare, and many a times I lose myself. I ask Lord that would You guide me, would You close my ears if needed to, close my eyes if needed to and hold my mouth if needed to. I ask Lord even as I struggle with this, I pray that would You lighten Kat's burden. May You be gentle on her that even if the devil whom still have control of me tries to hurt her. Lord I pray, do what You must to stop me to lay a scar on her or in her. and Lord I do not know when and how to destroy the devil in me, I ask Abba Father would you help me... Help me please... I ask all these in the name of Jesus... AMEN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-753087853666096100?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/753087853666096100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=753087853666096100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/753087853666096100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/753087853666096100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/07/trusting-believing-and-knowing.html' title='Trusting, Believing and Knowing'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-7621190338858128226</id><published>2008-06-10T12:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:44:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The unfoRgiviNG SUN &amp; the Lol~man~ticks (Romantic) niTez</title><content type='html'>Yup you got me right... "THE UNFORGIVING SUN" the shine its blazing heat onto my beautiful body... And I got badly burn.. *OUCH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;They shall hunger no more, neither thirst anymore;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sun shall not strike them,nor any scorching heat&lt;/span&gt;." Revelation 7:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOw I hope for this day... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear and I went to Sentosa yesterday to have a wonderful retreat/rest/relax day. It was pretty nice though. The beach, the strong breeze, the salty sea water, my dear and not to forget the BLAZING HOT SUN. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up in the morning looking at the sky filled with clouds, I feared that the heavens will open up its gate and pour down the showers of blessing. So while I was bathing, I asked Ah Pa to give us a good weather when there is strong sun. YUp, He gave it to me... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met about 0945am at harbor front bus interchange, had our breakfast then we head off to Tanjong Beach in Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We swim until early evening and we when for dinner followed by watching "Songs of the Sea". My favourable part of the show was the "lady of the light" its when the laser beam shine across the sky. It gives a transparent celling/roofing kind of give, I was mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end of the night, we strolled on the 120-metre-long Gaudi-inspired mosaic walkway also know as the "Merlion Walk" and soon after we walked to Mount Imbiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I enjoyed my day in the embrace of my dear.. Opps&gt;&gt;&gt; Haha... but it was a time can we two come together to relax. Well I guess I am a pretty busy man, not that I want to be but things around me does not give me any leeway to have time for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there are three main 'T' factors that plays a part in every relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That goes to everyone out there! Be it a family or friend. This three Ts are equally important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thank You Father for yesterday, I thank you for You hold fast to us before we hold fast to You, You given us what is Good before we ask and when we asked You gave more then we could hold. Lord, You alone are beautiful and wonderful is Your name. How great are Your ways and how mighty are Your work. Lord I asked that would you hold us together on this path that our lives is and are for only one purpose, to glorify and magnify Your holy name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Amen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-7621190338858128226?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/7621190338858128226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=7621190338858128226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7621190338858128226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/7621190338858128226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/06/unforgiving-sun-lolmanticks-romantic.html' title='The unfoRgiviNG SUN &amp; the Lol~man~ticks (Romantic) niTez'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-3410604917511876351</id><published>2008-05-22T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:22:06.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20mins before lunch break ends &amp; 3am in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello... Its me again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is soon to be a month since i last wrote... Well many things had happen.. Both good and bad are included. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Met my dear's mum and her family on Mother's day dinner... I felt quite out of place there, but oh well.. haha... They are friendly and nice, but still I had an interesting time.. Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then met my dear's good friends aka "judges from hell". Yup and I got "suan" bully here and there... Haha... Girl power, I SUPPOSE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then tests and tests, assignment after assignment.. I can hardly breathe... But I guess these all these are pushing me to the limit and I need air to breathe and truly, it affect my relationship with my dear... Well I said a few mean things.. OK LA... I was been very mean to her and she teared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I AM TRULY SORRY! PLEASE FORGIVE ME... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I really love her and it is not my wish or enjoyment to make her cry... really! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway... I hope that throughout everything you would still love me the same way as I do. And before Ah Pa says anything, I would want to hold your hand and walk on this path.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thank You Father for giving me such a thoughtful Soul~mate and even through hard times she would stay by my side to hug and hold me tight... Lord Father, what can I do to thank You? What can I say to thank You? Lord, You are good, Your ways are good, Your love is good and You are AWESOME! I asked Abba Father, may I walk and live in your statues all the day of my life. May you give me a pure heart that I may seek you. May you bless my dear that she would bless people around her as well.. All these I asked in no other name... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-3410604917511876351?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/3410604917511876351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=3410604917511876351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/3410604917511876351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/3410604917511876351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/05/20mins-before-lunch-break-ends-3am-in.html' title='20mins before lunch break ends &amp; 3am in the morning'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6043883240086188533</id><published>2008-04-29T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:24:13.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tring m3</title><content type='html'>Hello... its been awhile since i wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy these few weeks trying to get a hold of the life in school, work, friends, ministry... Well I guess it not easy for me to work 7 days a week without stopping. Oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life have been really busy... I shared my testimonial last Wednesday, well if I can grade myself, I would give it a 7/10. Ha ha... The theme is "more than conquerors" taken from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8: 37 ~&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No, in all these things &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we are more than conquerors through him who loved us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I brought across a fact that even if God did not change the circumstances, we shall still hold on to the promises that God have given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And followed by a few little things that came by... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FYP&lt;/span&gt; (Final Year Project) is taking a lot of my time and I have to sacrifice ministry of it. (Well I love ministry more than any other thing) So I was pretty sad even if I do not seems like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well been so tied down by everything makes me too tired to do anything in the night. Usually 9pm and later i would feel the tiredness and I feels like I need a bed to lie down for the day. Well this tiredness bites into my relationship time with my dear and I am very sad about it as well. As much as I want to be by her side from sun rise until moon rise, I simply cannot afford. My&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; sleepiness&lt;/span&gt; usual comes so hard on me, I would just stone until I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I love her with all my heart and soul and I would want her to know that even if I am too tired to listen to her gentle voice, to tired to feel her touch of love. My love for her will never change! Because it is not build by the world, BUT BY THE HANDS OF GOD! AMEN! AND OUR GOD HAVE NO CAPACITY TO LIE! HE IS FAITHFUL AND WILL SEE US THROUGH! AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Today I had dim sum with Amos and Peggy my usual buddies. I enjoyed my time and I would love to do that as much as time allow us to. It had been a month since the three of us had something like that. Well and I heard that Amos is upset with me because, I seems to be too busy for him and our relationship is not as strong as before. Well I guess I was really too busy for anything but I would change that! I want to be free for everyone cause, everything done for man, to man, with man is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;edify&lt;/span&gt; to the glory of God! Amen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say le... Feeling very tired... I Love you Ah Pa, Dear, Peggy, Amos! May you have a nice rest! Shalom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-6043883240086188533?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6043883240086188533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6043883240086188533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6043883240086188533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6043883240086188533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/04/tring-m3.html' title='Tring m3'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6804015354594492942</id><published>2008-04-16T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:19:57.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy day...</title><content type='html'>Today was not very good, I slept late in the morning. Missed one lesson but manage to reach on time for the second lecture. Well my day went quite bizarre, well I guess things could be very simple but I tend to micro-manage and get stress up by every single thing... Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it when quite well after that, Uncle Dauglas came to share with us about evangelism. The brought out a point that "If Jesus whom we claim Him to be, is more unique than any one on earth. He had a unique birth, unique life, unique death and a unique resurrection. For He a our saviour and a Son of the Almighty God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and behold, a voice from heaven said, "This is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my beloved Son&lt;/span&gt;,* with whom I am well pleased&lt;/span&gt;." Matthew 3:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after knowing Jesus Christ, die for us... All of us. Are we going to keep this good news amount people? Are we going to keep this knowledge of Christ to ourselve? Is it not that Christ came to save all and not a few?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The saying is trustworthy and deserving of full acceptance, that Christ Jesus came into the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;world to save sinners&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;of whom I am the foremost&lt;/span&gt;. " 1 Timothy 1:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I had dinner with my CFers and guess what? Three new faces came! Praise the Lord! then I rush down to Cathay to watch Jeremy's performance with Amos, Peggy, my dear, Dawn, Eugene and his dear (Emily) at Ben and Jerey. The ice-cream was good... Ha ha... After that I sent my dear home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well along the trip i was very tired cause I had a long day, when I am tired I tend get grumpy and easily getting hot temper. I am sorry dear, I did not meant to. I was just tired and can't really think of what to say and what words should I use. I am sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess I am quite tired easily because of the workload I am carrying... But I guess I should find rest in Him so that I can be a better steward for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will give you rest&lt;/span&gt;." Matthew 11:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you Father that you have shared with me today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lord I ask that would you give me enough rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-6804015354594492942?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6804015354594492942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6804015354594492942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6804015354594492942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6804015354594492942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy-day.html' title='Busy day...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-6586218184596326243</id><published>2008-04-15T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T01:16:07.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a wonderful Sunday with my Father. The Vine Church in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong came down to my church (Charis). Their brought down our band (Vine Band) together as well, the service was good and I will post a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sermonette&lt;/span&gt; on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sermonette&lt;/span&gt; post really soon (once I find time). The service ended quiet late but I manage to get to my work area on time (Airport). I went to have brunch and bought dinner because I would be working at T3 and the terminal have really expensive food. To my joy or horror, which I am still confuse. I realised that I do not have to work! There were some miscommunication, so I took the chance and went down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ngee&lt;/span&gt; Ann Polytechnic to meet my dear since she would be there doing the decoration before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; because of the C&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;CA&lt;/span&gt; drive. So I spent the evening and night with her and the rest of the CF&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ers&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke as slightly later then the time I wanted to. But it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I reached 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later then suppose to( Not too late). I spent my day adjusting back to school life and I really want to work hard for this coming year... then I ended at 3pm and headed to CF room to relax and wait for Eugene to come at 5pm to fix my wife(Guitar) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Eliza&lt;/span&gt; to prepare worship songs for Tuesday. Then Nicodemus, Michelle, Ian and my dear came to Singapore Polytechnic to have dinner... After dinner, Addison who came along the way, sent dear home since he is driving. And I took a train with the rest except Michelle who took a bus back. Once I reach home, I have been doing admin (which I hate most) and manage to finish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;headache&lt;/span&gt; and telling my dear would mean a scolding for her. Well she is sleeping now and I feel a need to have her close to me... But having her sleeping would means that she would have more rest and that would be what I want from her as well.&lt;br /&gt;I love you Dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts really bad, could be the lack of rest or even pressure that my ministry is giving. But I hope that God would help it right now... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;...  I can't type and think anymore... I shall end it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heal&lt;/span&gt; me, O Lord , and I shall be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;healed&lt;/span&gt;; save me, and I shall be saved, for you are my praise.&lt;/span&gt; " Jeremiah 17:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thank you Lord for today. Thank you Lord for tomorrow. Thank you Lord for Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-6586218184596326243?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/6586218184596326243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=6586218184596326243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6586218184596326243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/6586218184596326243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of School...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-3480648990369834685</id><published>2008-04-10T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:58:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A summary of four days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its been awhile ever since I wanted to write this blog. Everyday has been a fruitful day and I thank God for it. Praise You Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7th April 2008 (Monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My last post was talking about making brunch for my dear? Today is the day. I plan to wake up at 6am so that I would finished the cooking, cleaning up, bathing and everything else by 8am then I would reach below her house to suprise her. But as usual, I slept late in the morning. I woke up at 7 instead, well but I did manage to finish early and reach parkway about 10.30am and guess what? She been herself was late.. Ha ha... But its worth the wait. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So we reach East Coast park about 11plus. We spent 4 hours there, well... we slept under the sun, ate brunch, sing along with the music ( I brought along my psp and speaker) and wet ourselve (We were playing with the sea water la! What you thinking!). The breeze was really relaxing and I really hope that I can spent the rest of life next to the beach. Well, what more can I ask for? The sun, the breeze, the sound of waves crashing and my beauty holding me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God is Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bless&lt;/span&gt; the righteous, O Lord ; you cover him with favor as with a shield&lt;/span&gt;." Psalm 5:12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After East Coast, we headed down to Parkway Parade to read some books (to catch the air-con too). Then went down to meet Ian and Amos for dinner, followed by bible studies with the rest of the leaders. Guess what? My dear was burning! Her face and arms, hands and legs were all burning red. It was quite scary... It was pretty much my fault, I should have brought sun-block and skin protection for her. I am sorry... But we did had a wonderful day! Thank You Lord...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8th April 2008 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;After my fantastic yesterday, I had lunch with Amos and Ian. Well it started slow and quiet but once we sat down for a talks after lunch, they went straight into the main topic. I do feel a sense of distance from my CFers, Amos, Peggy, Ian and so on... They were telling me why is it so, then I share with them everything. But after the long conversation, i sense that it has went back to the old stage of closest of everything. Thank You Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Settle matters quickly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;with your adversary who is taking you to court. Do it while you are still with him on the way, or he may hand you over to the judge, and the judge may hand you over to the officer, and you may be thrown into prison&lt;/span&gt;." Matthew 5:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then Amos follow me to the Ngee Ann Polytechnic to have dinner with Peggy and my dear. But when we reach there, Peggy says that they need more time to finish up the camp stuff. Amos could not wait any longer, so I ate together with him and walk with him to his bus stop before I head back to Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Not long after they arrived together with their Exco members about ten of them at that particular time. We went to King Albert Park to have dinner at McDonald. Have a few chats and walk her to the bus stop when Peggy ran after the bus like a auntie... Ha ha... then talk to my dear on the phone all the way back and then accompany each other on the phone throughout the night for the two of us to finish our admin for both Christian Fellowship. Well I was quite surly and I thank God for the understanding and thoughtfulness of my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Love is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;patient&lt;/span&gt;, love is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt;. It does not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;envy&lt;/span&gt;, it does not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boast&lt;/span&gt;, it is not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt;. It is not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rude&lt;/span&gt;, it is not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;self‑seeking&lt;/span&gt;, it is not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;easily angered&lt;/span&gt;, it keeps no &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;record of wrongs&lt;/span&gt;. Love does not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;delight in evil&lt;/span&gt; but rejoices with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the truth&lt;/span&gt;. It always &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;protects&lt;/span&gt;, always &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;trusts&lt;/span&gt;, always &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt;, always &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perseveres&lt;/span&gt;. Love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never fails&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt; 1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9th April 2008 (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I woke up and rush down to school to do my timetable. I reach around 9.15am... But the queue was very long! I was the 53th in the queue... Just 15mins only! But I in the end, I spent the rest of my afternoon there as well. I finish everything at about 3pm, can you imagine the tirness and stress I have to go through? Ha ha... Thank You Father as it is finished. Then I reach home to cook dinner and that is my first and only meal for the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then I went to meet Mun Toh (my mentor) for HTHT (Heart To Heart Talk). We talk about all aspect of my life. I enjoyed the talk very much. Then I went to FES (Fellowship of Evangelical Student) office to place some things and take a new copy of the NLT (New Living Transition) life application bible for a new creation of God... Lim Chen You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new creation&lt;/span&gt;; the old has gone, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new has come&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And I went home to lie on my bed for awhile but I slept until this afternoon at 2pm. Ha ha... What a Pig...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But even these few days have been busy for me. I will still find rest in the Lord Jesus Christ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thank You Father for watching me through these days. Lord if I do not remember to thank You, remind me to do so. So that I would not take Your blessing for granted. Lord I ask that would Your Spirit live in me that I no longer live for myself but in Christ for Christ and through Christ shall I be living for. Amen...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-3480648990369834685?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/3480648990369834685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=3480648990369834685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/3480648990369834685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/3480648990369834685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/04/summary-of-four-days.html' title='A summary of four days...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-1931420477277542473</id><published>2008-04-07T01:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T03:01:33.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He gives and takes away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had a wonderful night on 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April... I had dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dear's&lt;/span&gt; mom! How funny is that? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.. She is really a nice person and I suggested that We (as in my dear and I) should spend more time with her mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well.. I guess many a times in relationship, people just want it to be a "couple world" thing. Only the "boy and the girl" and shut the whole world off. I truly believe that is not the case, my stands are if I truly love her, then I should love those who love her too right? And let her spent more time to those who needs her more. Many people have a mindset that love is SELFISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is patient, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self‑seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;1 Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... This is the true&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt; that I believe and the world that is trying to corrupt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... After dinner, we walked her mom to the control station and we then took a bus to head down to West Coast to enjoy some breeze from the sea. Then along the way I start talking about if Ah Pa ever take my life before I marry her, I would hope that she would find someone else who can look after her and stuff. Well things got just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; bit depress, then I told her if that even happens then I would want her to say this... "He gives and takes away, but my heart still choose to say 'Blessed be Your Name'".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And he said, “Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;”"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onclick="return keepMe('http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/popup.pl?book=Job&amp;amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;verse=21', 21);" href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/tools/printer-friendly.pl?book=Job&amp;amp;chapter=1&amp;amp;version=ESV#"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Job 1:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, I was created for Him, in Him and through Him, whatever may comes, I am at His full disposal. So that I may be a testimony to Him and my deeds be a glorifying before His throne of Grace and Glory. For it is by Grace I came to know Him and for His Glory I may die to live with Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For to me, to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;live is Christ&lt;/span&gt;, and to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;die is gain&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/span&gt;Philippians 1:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told my dear that in my funeral, one of the song must be "&lt;strong&gt;Blessed be Your Name&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything, I send her near her house where I took bus after that and reach home, bathe and went down to buy some stuff so I can make brunch for her tomorrow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;.. more like in a few hours time. Well I really love her and I promise to cook for her all the days of my life. As long as my hands are still working... I will cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really a interesting day... And I could not wait to see her in a few hours time!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I ask Lord Father that You would give me the strength to go through today, I ask that would Your Spirit lead me in all ways of my life which is no longer mine for You have bought me for a price. A price that You have not hold back because of Your love for us, Abba Father I ask that I will be able to love Your people as the way You delight me to love. And above everything, I thank You for Katherine. The lover You place in my life so that through her, I can see the image of Christ in a physical world. Thank You Lord... I ask that Your will done on earth as it is in heavens. Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-1931420477277542473?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/1931420477277542473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=1931420477277542473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/1931420477277542473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/1931420477277542473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-gives-and-takes-away.html' title='He gives and takes away...'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031856540203978120.post-1295249315809558072</id><published>2008-04-05T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:39:38.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The true leader (that i am not)</title><content type='html'>I have been taking a long time thinking... Am i the right leader for Christian Fellowship? Did they choose me due to the lack of members?&lt;br /&gt;Well... I have many other commitments and becoming a Chairman for English Ministry only adds on to it. I guess that the reason for my doubts is that I feel that I am not caring enough for my members well being, they are my sheeps and the lest I could do for them is to keep track of their everyday life! I been asking myself, if I have even spent a few minutes praying for them? Did I even spend time having lunch or tea with them? If they are truly my sheeps as I have called them. Then why am I not caring enough for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will set &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shepherds&lt;/span&gt; over them who will care for them, and they shall fear no more, nor be dismayed, neither shall any be missing, declares the Lord .&lt;/span&gt; " &lt;a href="http://cf.blueletterbible.org/Bible.cfm?b=Jer&amp;amp;c=23&amp;amp;v=4&amp;amp;t=ESV#4"&gt;Jeremiah 23:4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I ask Lord let me be the shepherd, let me care for them so they shall fear no more, nor be dismayed, neither shall any be missing. Lead me Lord, teach me Lord. For You are the True Shepherd, show me Your ways and I will follow... Amen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week before school starts... I know it will not be easy, but by Faith and not by sight. I will follow the Lord of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Him, In Him &amp;amp; Through Him only I live...&lt;br /&gt;Luke Zachary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031856540203978120-1295249315809558072?l=luk3zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/1295249315809558072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031856540203978120&amp;postID=1295249315809558072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/1295249315809558072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031856540203978120/posts/default/1295249315809558072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luk3zachary.blogspot.com/2008/04/true-leader-that-i-am-not.html' title='The true leader (that i am not)'/><author><name>Luk3zachary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05917934697648483050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jCyJePyIsec/R_dmGpNffFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cW3C6lNuX8Q/S220/Luke+(39).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
