<?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-6840781</id><updated>2011-08-28T21:55:52.499+08:00</updated><category term='Nationalistic pride'/><category term='Cartoons'/><title type='text'>Still very much alive!</title><subtitle type='html'>Fight the good fight.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-832523588435267614</id><published>2008-08-27T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:48:50.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoosh!</title><summary type='text'>The Swiss RollThe Swiss have an interesting army. Five hundred years without a war. Pretty impressive. Also pretty lucky for them. Ever see that little Swiss Army knife they have to fight with? Not much of a weapon there - corkscrews, bottle opener. "Come on, buddy, let's go. You get past me, the guy in back of me, he's got a spoon. Back off. I've got the toe clippers right here."InternetA study </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/832523588435267614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=832523588435267614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/832523588435267614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/832523588435267614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2008/08/whoosh.html' title='Whoosh!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-2273171855808940763</id><published>2008-04-18T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:28:34.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose To Obey, Not Simply Choose</title><summary type='text'>I have been reading Walt Mueller's book on "Engaging The Soul Of Youth Culture." It is simply a book that speaks of what kind of young people we have in our midst and how we can win them over. Many of us have found it difficult to engage our youths for a simple reason that we are not hearing them enough, or that we choose not to entertain their "nonsense."Many a times, I hear this statement </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/2273171855808940763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=2273171855808940763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/2273171855808940763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/2273171855808940763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2008/04/choose-to-obey-not-simply-choose.html' title='Choose To Obey, Not Simply Choose'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-3409450470682296099</id><published>2008-04-02T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:46:24.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry versus Job</title><summary type='text'>Some people have a JOB in the church; others involve themselves in a MINISTRY.What's the difference?If you are doing it just because no one else will, it's a JOB.If you are doing it to serve the Lord, it's a MINISTRY.If you quit because somebody criticized you, it was a JOB.If you keep on serving, it's a MINISTRY.If you'll do it only as long as it does not interfere with your other activities, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/3409450470682296099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=3409450470682296099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/3409450470682296099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/3409450470682296099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2008/04/ministry-versus-job.html' title='Ministry versus Job'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-2549727421977092373</id><published>2008-03-19T13:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T14:05:58.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgement</title><summary type='text'>You are invited by the Queen to a great feast at Buckingham Palace. On your arrival, you are courteously ushered into the great banqueting hall. You are stunned by the colour of the occasion and the care that has been put into it. You rather regret that you are standing there in an old T-shirt and wearing paint covered trousers, having come straight from redecorating your living room. It's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/2549727421977092373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=2549727421977092373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/2549727421977092373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/2549727421977092373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2008/03/judgement.html' title='Judgement'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-1526223448676392890</id><published>2007-11-07T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T17:13:04.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do We "Do Church?"</title><summary type='text'>If you are older than 40 the name Benjamin Spock is more than familiar. It was Spock that told an entire generation of parents to take it easy, don’t discipline your children and allow them to express themselves. Discipline, he told us, would warp a child’s fragile ego. Millions followed this guru of child development and he remained unchallenged among child rearing professionals. However, before</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/1526223448676392890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=1526223448676392890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/1526223448676392890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/1526223448676392890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/11/how-do-we-do-church.html' title='How Do We &quot;Do Church?&quot;'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-5062486291783056366</id><published>2007-10-04T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:14:09.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out Of The Comfort Zone</title><summary type='text'>Should you ask how you could be a threat to the devil and have a well-known reputation in hell for being a harm to the evil powers, I answer with a series of questions:How much do you talk to the lost at a personal level and try win them to Jesus Christ?How far are you prepared to go in your commitment to Him?How willing are you to be led outside your comfort zone – or do you resent that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/5062486291783056366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=5062486291783056366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/5062486291783056366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/5062486291783056366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/10/out-of-comfort-zone.html' title='Out Of The Comfort Zone'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-260052093062290103</id><published>2007-08-17T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T18:07:58.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Most Successful Man In History</title><summary type='text'>He was born in poverty. He earned no degrees. He never owned property. He never held public office. He did not command an army. He never travelled more than one hundred miles from his hometown. He never wrote a book. His only possession was the clothing he wore.Yet.......Jesus understood His identity and who He was (John 10:30). He understood His purpose (Luke 19:10). He spoke with authority, He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/260052093062290103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=260052093062290103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/260052093062290103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/260052093062290103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/08/most-successful-man-in-history.html' title='The Most Successful Man In History'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-6006422487248456509</id><published>2007-08-15T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T19:35:19.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Good Happens After 12 Midnight?</title><summary type='text'>Nothing good happens after 12 midnight. Sounds familiar? Ya, this sentence has been echoed many times. Whether you believe it or not, it sure sounds a bit surreal.I've been hanging out with a bunch of people who clearly can think only after midnight. They really did surprised me with all the kind of fresh vibes and ideas flowing out from their creative juice. Let's just say we are in the midst of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/6006422487248456509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=6006422487248456509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/6006422487248456509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/6006422487248456509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-good-happens-after-12-midnight.html' title='Nothing Good Happens After 12 Midnight?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-6501851653338772611</id><published>2007-06-25T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:17:53.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buru Experience</title><summary type='text'>Just came back from Buru, a fishing village near Tanjung Balai, Indonesia. Together with 8 other youths from YMM, Telok Ayer Chinese Methodist and Hakka Methodist Church, we spent 5 days teaching, interacting, playing, singing and most of all, share the love of God to close to 60 children and youths. Words can't describe all that we felt about our time there, but I believe pictures will tell a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/6501851653338772611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=6501851653338772611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/6501851653338772611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/6501851653338772611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/06/buru-experience.html' title='Buru Experience'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k6y_yqhJ-DU/Rn9W1Hks70I/AAAAAAAAABU/YAIADZ3HT6U/s72-c/DSCN8906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-5326210814023949352</id><published>2007-05-02T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T13:19:14.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Thinking Vs God's Promises</title><summary type='text'>"It's impossible"    All things are possible (Luke 18:27)"I'm too tired"    I will give you rest (Matthew 11:28-30)"Nobody really loves me"    I love you (John 3:16)"I can't go on"    My grace is sufficient (II Corinthians 12:19)"I can't figure things out"    I will direct your steps (Proverbs 20:24)"I can't do it"    You can do all things (Philippians 4:13)"I'm not able"    I am able (II </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/5326210814023949352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=5326210814023949352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/5326210814023949352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/5326210814023949352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/05/our-thinking-vs-gods-promises.html' title='Our Thinking Vs God&apos;s Promises'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-4563114234921179047</id><published>2007-04-26T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T09:17:54.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cartoons'/><title type='text'>Will You Or Will You Not?</title><summary type='text'>Some church cartoons to stir up some grey matters. Enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/4563114234921179047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=4563114234921179047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/4563114234921179047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/4563114234921179047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/04/will-you-or-will-you-not.html' title='Will You Or Will You Not?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k6y_yqhJ-DU/RjB0mLEeA4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/SWRq6uJ7cuM/s72-c/next-song-cartoon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-4730815377432169590</id><published>2007-04-20T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:07:55.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men's Rules</title><summary type='text'>At last a guy has taken the time to write this all downFinally, the guys' side of the story. (I must admit, it's pretty good.) We always hear " the rules " from the female side.Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! Please note. these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!1. Men are NOT mind readers.1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/4730815377432169590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=4730815377432169590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/4730815377432169590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/4730815377432169590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/04/mens-rules.html' title='Men&apos;s Rules'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-4624657783310744184</id><published>2007-03-01T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T17:24:48.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suppose you have a friend, relative, or neighbor who has made a lot of foolish mistakes in the past. He or she has paid a heavy price for these mistakes, but for some reason the lesson just hasn’t sunk in yet. Now this person is on the verge of making another big mistake. Should you warn him or her? Ezekiel is in this kind of position. Despite repeated warnings of punishment from several prophets</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/4624657783310744184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=4624657783310744184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/4624657783310744184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/4624657783310744184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/03/suppose-you-have-friend-relative-or.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-1356260927315287003</id><published>2007-03-01T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T16:41:51.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's The Point?</title><summary type='text'>Many years ago the phenomenon of a midlife crisis was given its name. Many people approaching the second half of their adult lives want to ensure that all they’ve ever worked for, lived for, and hoped for hasn’t just been one big mistake.The entire book of Ecclesiastes addresses the meaning of life, but this passage in particular punctuates his point. Solomon’s summary makes it difficult to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/1356260927315287003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=1356260927315287003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/1356260927315287003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/1356260927315287003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-point.html' title='What&apos;s The Point?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-8628408009362758931</id><published>2007-02-22T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T13:06:57.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctors</title><summary type='text'>Once I was sick, and I had to go to an ear, nose, throat doctor to get well. There are ear doctors, nose doctors, throat doctors, gynecologists, proctologists - any place you've got a hole, there's a guy who specializes in your hole. They make an entire career out of that hole. And if ear doctor, nose doctor, throat doctor, gynecologist or proctologist can't help you, he sends you to a surgeon. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/8628408009362758931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=8628408009362758931&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/8628408009362758931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/8628408009362758931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/02/doctors.html' title='Doctors'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-2291584242610154436</id><published>2007-02-22T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:33:02.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nationalistic pride'/><title type='text'>Science</title><summary type='text'>Drilling 50 feet deep, German scientists discovered small pieces of copper in core samples taken at several sites in their country. After studying the bits of metal, they announced that 25,000 years ago, ancient Germans had a nationwide telephone network.Naturally, the British didn't want to be outdone. British scientists dug even deeper and found small pieces of glass. After some study, they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/2291584242610154436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=2291584242610154436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/2291584242610154436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/2291584242610154436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2007/02/science.html' title='Science'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-116642522990417488</id><published>2006-12-18T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T15:00:29.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set Us Free, Lord</title><summary type='text'>Just ended our youth camp last week. Now the cleaning up begins.Lord, I pray that all these youths who went through the ministry will now begin the work of renewal and cleaning up in their lives. Nothing less will set them free from the bondage of this world. In Jesus Name I pray. Amen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/116642522990417488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=116642522990417488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/116642522990417488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/116642522990417488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/12/set-us-free-lord.html' title='Set Us Free, Lord'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-116299982539266299</id><published>2006-11-08T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:30:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Go, Let God!</title><summary type='text'>Learnt a valuable lesson recently. Don't control what you cannot, but change what you can. Let's learn to lose control and let God. Change will come when it's genuine from the inside out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/116299982539266299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=116299982539266299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/116299982539266299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/116299982539266299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/11/let-go-let-god.html' title='Let Go, Let God!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-116132948091566345</id><published>2006-10-20T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:14:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let God Speak And I Will Listen</title><summary type='text'>This children song perhaps sums up my feeling of what's been happening recently. We need to die to ourselves and let God speak into our lives, for He is the One that is directing us in all our ways.Let God Speak And I Will ListenLet God speak and I will listenLet God speak the thingsI needed to put rightLet God speak and I will obey what He saysPlease God I want to hear Your voice todayLord I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/116132948091566345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=116132948091566345&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/116132948091566345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/116132948091566345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/10/let-god-speak-and-i-will-listen.html' title='Let God Speak And I Will Listen'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115952405183648808</id><published>2006-09-29T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:00:52.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moses And His Stiff-Neck Followers</title><summary type='text'>I read Numbers 12 to 16 recently. God spoke to me about a bunch of people whose attitude sucks. Moses was leading this group of people for they had just come out of Egypt. Imaging being excited because God spoke about the promise land that they were about to enter. If they were not stiff-neck people, then I really don't know how to describe this bunch! Scary that even if God will to perform a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115952405183648808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115952405183648808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115952405183648808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115952405183648808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/09/moses-and-his-stiff-neck-followers.html' title='Moses And His Stiff-Neck Followers'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115934495813936858</id><published>2006-09-27T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:15:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1) What animals could Noah not trust? The Cheetah2) What kind of lights did Noah use on the ark? Flood Lights3) How many animals did Noah bring into the empty ark? One, after which it would not be empty.4) Why couldn't they play cards on Noah's Ark? Because Noah was sitting on the deck.5) What day in human life was the longest? Adam's first day. It has no Eve6) Where is the first example of maths</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115934495813936858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115934495813936858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115934495813936858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115934495813936858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/09/1-what-animals-could-noah-not-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115883574630365965</id><published>2006-09-21T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:09:18.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would I Know You Now?</title><summary type='text'>Here's a song written by Wayne Watson in 1986. It's one of my favourite song from the past. Feels ancient here, but the lyrics are really worth mentioning. I pray that you will not walk by and not feel His presence in your life. Know Him as a personal Friend, Redeemer and Saviour.Would I know You now, if You walked into the roomIf You stilled the crowd, if Your light dispelled the gloomAnd if I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115883574630365965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115883574630365965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115883574630365965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115883574630365965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/09/would-i-know-you-now.html' title='Would I Know You Now?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115883416941173137</id><published>2006-09-21T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T09:30:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try This If You Can</title><summary type='text'>See if you can answer all these questions.1) What animals could Noah not trust?2) What kind of lights did Noah use on the ark?3) How many animals did Noah bring into the empty ark?4) Why couldn't they play cards on Noah's Ark?5) What day in human life was the longest?6) Where is the first example of maths in the Bible?7) Where is the second example of maths in the Bible?8) What was the difference</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115883416941173137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115883416941173137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115883416941173137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115883416941173137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/09/try-this-if-you-can.html' title='Try This If You Can'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115563742821328096</id><published>2006-08-15T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T18:23:48.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate To Hear From You</title><summary type='text'>Dear Dad,$chool i$ really great. I am making lot$ of friend$ and $tudying very hard. With all my $tuff, I $imply can't think of anything I need, $o if you would like, you can ju$t $end me a card, a$ I would love to hear from you.LoveYour $onThe Reply:Dear Son,I kNOw that ecoNOmics, and oceaNOgraphy are eNOugh to keep even an hoNOr student busy. Do NOt forget that the pursuit of kNOwledge is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115563742821328096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115563742821328096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115563742821328096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115563742821328096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/08/desperate-to-hear-from-you.html' title='Desperate To Hear From You'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115105064787359250</id><published>2006-06-23T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T16:17:27.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be A Man! Get Down On Your Knees And Pray!</title><summary type='text'>Prayer is an opportunity to bring our will into line with God's plan - Our prayers won’t change God’s mind, but they may change ours. Prayer helps us better understand the mind of God.Prayer is an opportunity to demonstrate our trust in God - Why did God let Abraham question his justice and intercede for a wicked city? Abraham knew that God must punish sin, but he also knew from experience that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115105064787359250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115105064787359250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115105064787359250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115105064787359250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/06/be-man-get-down-on-your-knees-and-pray.html' title='Be A Man! Get Down On Your Knees And Pray!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-115104383990896608</id><published>2006-06-23T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T14:24:58.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GDOP</title><summary type='text'>What is it like to have 30000 believers coming together to pray? Awesome man! With that number of people, we can call out to God to shake His nations.Seriously, numbers do indicate strength. Imagine GDOP with a few hundred people responding to the call to pray, occupying a small corner of the stadium. Shake the nation? Can't even shake the stadium! The loud speaker can do that job.When people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/115104383990896608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=115104383990896608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115104383990896608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/115104383990896608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/06/gdop.html' title='GDOP'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114853015640978214</id><published>2006-05-25T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:23:39.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Watching You!</title><summary type='text'>I was driving near my neighbourhood recently when I chanced upon something up on the overhead pedestrian bridge. Two traffic policemen were filming a sequel to the blockbuster movie, "I Got 'Cha, Babe!" They were very intensed shooting every scene of the impending vehicle that broke the speed limit for that particular road, especially vans, lorries, and slow speed-retarded creepy crawlers doing a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114853015640978214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114853015640978214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114853015640978214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114853015640978214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-watching-you_25.html' title='I&apos;m Watching You!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114734089088818490</id><published>2006-05-11T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T17:48:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCTV</title><summary type='text'>Heard of the latest spoof about the CCTV? Even the Bak Chor Mee man has one. Make sure you order correctly. No chilli means no chilli. And make sure you tell him not to put pig liver when you don't want it, or else you not only have to apologize, but also explain why you never tell him not to put pig liver. Scary to believe that even in small establishment, there's a CCTV watching your every move</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114734089088818490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114734089088818490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114734089088818490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114734089088818490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/05/cctv.html' title='CCTV'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114559850890594367</id><published>2006-04-21T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T13:48:28.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Cruel Jokes!</title><summary type='text'>CHURCHA church service at a little town always include a group reading of the Twenty-Third Psalm. One Palm Sunday a visitor with a shrill, penetrating voice got about ten words ahead of the rest of the congregation at the beginning and resolutely maintained her lead to the very end.At the end of the service, one longtime member asked another, "Who was that irritating lady who was always by the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114559850890594367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114559850890594367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114559850890594367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114559850890594367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-cruel-jokes.html' title='More Cruel Jokes!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114559174827033263</id><published>2006-04-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T12:00:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes Are Cruel!</title><summary type='text'>PROCRASTINATIONProcrastination is like a credit card: it's a lot of fun until you get the bill.I have not yet begun to procrastinate!PSYCHIATRYA psychiatrist is a fellow who asks you a lot of expensive questions that your wife asks you for free.OREO PSYCHO-PERSONALITY TESTPsychiatrists have discovered that the manner in which people eat Oreo cookies provides great insight into their personalities</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114559174827033263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114559174827033263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114559174827033263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114559174827033263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/jokes-are-cruel.html' title='Jokes Are Cruel!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114550760591464029</id><published>2006-04-20T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:33:25.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Loves Doubters Too!</title><summary type='text'>I don't think God is intimidated by our questions. I don't even think He has much trouble with our doubts. He said in Isaiah, "Come, Let us reason together." Wow, can you imagine trying to reason with God? Have you ever talked with someone who is infinitely smarter and wiser than you are, yet they consider your puny ideas and words important? Think of it: Almighty God invites us to reason with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114550760591464029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114550760591464029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114550760591464029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114550760591464029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/god-loves-doubters-too.html' title='God Loves Doubters Too!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114528721108840978</id><published>2006-04-17T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:20:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are What You Speak!</title><summary type='text'>I've seen some of those youth's blog site. It really is no surprise when they can blurt out those four letter words with great ease. Every sentence is peppered with words to maim and shock the reader. It's like stepping onto mine field.What's this? blogging to outdo somebody else with colourful words, to stumble and kill? It really is scary to learn that young people are putting something on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114528721108840978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114528721108840978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114528721108840978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114528721108840978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/you-are-what-you-speak.html' title='You Are What You Speak!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114437789596917135</id><published>2006-04-07T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T10:44:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now That I'm in it, might as well!</title><summary type='text'>Let me give you a very brief capsule course in human relations:5 most important words: "I am proud of you."4 most important words: "What is your opinion?"3 most important words: "If you please."2 most important words: "Thank you."Least important word: "I."Yes, "I" is the least important word that you can ever have. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114437789596917135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114437789596917135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114437789596917135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114437789596917135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-that-im-in-it-might-as-well.html' title='Now That I&apos;m in it, might as well!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114437631604442309</id><published>2006-04-07T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T10:18:36.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We Rush-ians?</title><summary type='text'>Recently, I haven't got time to blog. It is one of those things I really couldn't spare time to do it. Life has been hectic and fast pace. When someone tells you to stop by the roadside to smell the roses..........ahhhhhh choooooo! Well, I'll move on. There's more things to worry about than being allergic to roses.When people stop to appreciate things in life, there will always be a chasm in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114437631604442309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114437631604442309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114437631604442309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114437631604442309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/are-we-rush-ians.html' title='Are We Rush-ians?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114423139092577857</id><published>2006-04-05T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T18:03:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Last Words</title><summary type='text'>1)"Ha! They couldn't hit an elephant at this dist....."2)"Don't unplug it, it will only take a moment to fix it."3)"Let's take the shortcut, he can't see us from there."4)"What happens if you touch these two wires togeth........."5)"Give me a match, I think my gas tank is empty."6)"Wife, these biscuits are tough."7)Step on her, boy, we're only going seventy-five."8)"Just watch me dive from that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114423139092577857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114423139092577857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114423139092577857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114423139092577857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/04/famous-last-words.html' title='Famous Last Words'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114159213486427014</id><published>2006-03-06T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T10:29:24.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ Alone</title><summary type='text'>How many of us have sung this worship song "In Christ Alone" in church worship service before? I think many of us are familiar with it, right? Frankly, we have been singing the chorus only all this while. Here, I would like to print the whole song for the benefit of those who are reading it and to draw everyone to the beautiful verses that speaks of what I'm going through at this point of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114159213486427014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114159213486427014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114159213486427014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114159213486427014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-christ-alone.html' title='In Christ Alone'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-114036015792197264</id><published>2006-02-19T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:42:37.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Change!</title><summary type='text'>Watch this space. Don't blink!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/114036015792197264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=114036015792197264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114036015792197264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/114036015792197264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2006/02/next-change.html' title='Next Change!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-113193968011262865</id><published>2005-11-14T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T11:41:20.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing the baton</title><summary type='text'>News spread very fast when you keep your lips tight shut. It is such irony that people get to know it before you can even tell them. Well, I guess life is such that you don't even bother what it will come out to be and let nature take it's course.Well, I guess by now, the cat is really out of the bag...no more hiding and running round about, I'm taking over the youth ministry mantleship. Its a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/113193968011262865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=113193968011262865&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/113193968011262865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/113193968011262865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/11/passing-baton.html' title='Passing the baton'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112856823180331401</id><published>2005-10-06T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T11:10:31.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with you lately?</title><summary type='text'>Me, myself and I. The centrality of me versus the world. What absolute rubbish! Lately, I've been hit with this 'Me' mentality. Sad to say, sometimes we succumbed to it too often that we don't see the pitfalls of mankind. It is the 'me first and the rest later' syndrome that is a bit too hard to swallow.Jesus said that we if we want to be first, the we will shall be last. What's that, you may ask</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112856823180331401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112856823180331401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112856823180331401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112856823180331401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/10/whats-with-you-lately.html' title='What&apos;s with you lately?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112852095832633945</id><published>2005-10-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:02:38.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing The Battle To Win The War</title><summary type='text'>What does it mean to be chastened by God? When God chasten us, he is not trying to get even with us for our sin. Sometimes, we hastily conclude that God must be angry for something we did. The Bible says that God 'hath not dealt with us after our sins; nor rewarded us with according to our iniquities.....As far as the east is from the west, so far hath He removed our transgressions from us' (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112852095832633945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112852095832633945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112852095832633945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112852095832633945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/10/losing-battle-to-win-war.html' title='Losing The Battle To Win The War'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112797670394608733</id><published>2005-09-29T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T14:51:43.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Break!</title><summary type='text'>Holidays are good. Do you feel that you need a break from the mundanes, routines and the dulls? I do. That's why I went for a short break overseas. It's good to know that your senses needs to feel, taste, hear, smell and see the different myriads of new things which you can only experience once you are out of this concrete jungle call Singapore. And once you come back from the break, you are a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112797670394608733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112797670394608733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112797670394608733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112797670394608733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-break.html' title='A Good Break!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112651458991008263</id><published>2005-09-12T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T16:43:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Some People Cannot Wait</title><summary type='text'>The topic was wait. And people just can't wait for the sermon to finish. Where do you think they are hurrying to? It beats me to think that they are not even interested in whatever we say.Had an interesting thing happened to me recently. A young guy came out responding to my senior pastor's message on waiting upon the Lord. He was crying and told me to pray for him as he just broke off with his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112651458991008263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112651458991008263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112651458991008263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112651458991008263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-some-people-cannot-wait.html' title='Why Some People Cannot Wait'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112441904086998948</id><published>2005-08-19T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T10:37:20.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Want A Blank Cheque?</title><summary type='text'>If God will to say that He's going to give you a blank cheque, what would you do?a) Write the biggest amount and bank in.b) Reject it because you think it's a hoax.c) Don't know what to do with it and probably will sit on it for a long while.d) Cannot imagine because you have never received such blessings before.If your answer is (a), good for you. God's intention is always to bless us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112441904086998948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112441904086998948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112441904086998948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112441904086998948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-want-blank-cheque.html' title='You Want A Blank Cheque?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112366328827177155</id><published>2005-08-10T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:41:28.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't stand a chance in hell!</title><summary type='text'>Where would I be if I have never been told of God's love for me? Have you ever consider this question at all? Life will still go on, but I've been told that it will go on to another level in heaven! Have you got a passport to heaven? God's purpose for us is to enjoy Him forever.When I think about the number of BB Boys that came and went and not knowing who Jesus is, it got me wanting to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112366328827177155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112366328827177155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112366328827177155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112366328827177155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-dont-stand-chance-in-hell.html' title='You don&apos;t stand a chance in hell!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112365870731207184</id><published>2005-08-10T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T15:25:07.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Electrifying moment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112365870731207184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112365870731207184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112365870731207184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112365870731207184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/08/electrifying-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112315813838686391</id><published>2005-08-04T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T20:22:18.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Counted The Cost Of Being A Follower?</title><summary type='text'>Lately, I've been waking up early in the morning tending to my nephew, due to his unearthly feeding time. It had not been easy as I looked at my him when he opened his mouth and gave me an earful, craving for his four-hourly fix. What used to be a novelty began to sink like the Titanic. If only I wish I could have a intravenous auto feed right into his mouth, that would have given us extra snooze</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112315813838686391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112315813838686391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112315813838686391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112315813838686391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/08/have-you-counted-cost-of-being.html' title='Have You Counted The Cost Of Being A Follower?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112238800612868607</id><published>2005-07-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T22:26:46.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Difference!</title><summary type='text'>Life is a real challenge when your back is up against the wall. Everytime you get out of the situation,  someone will just arrive to twist your arm and give it a hard wrench. Never have I ever thought that ministry is a walk in the park. No way! Life is a constant struggle and I'm always trying to keep my head above water. My struggle is like stirring the sea for sharks to sniff me out and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112238800612868607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112238800612868607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112238800612868607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112238800612868607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/07/same-difference.html' title='Same Difference!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112040474997668663</id><published>2005-07-03T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:32:29.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Felt Like A Punching Bag For Others</title><summary type='text'>Recently, I've been in lots of thoughts about being a effective people developer. Our church has always been lacking in this area. We are not affirming enough of our church members to stretch and develop their spiritual gifts. I'm guilty of it myself too! With so many things to do within so little time, I beginning to doubt if I'm ever a effective leader.There has been quite a few things that has</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.1know.com/1408/' title='I Felt Like A Punching Bag For Others'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112040474997668663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112040474997668663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112040474997668663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112040474997668663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-felt-like-punching-bag-for-others.html' title='I Felt Like A Punching Bag For Others'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-112025199509898640</id><published>2005-07-02T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T05:06:35.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray like you never prayed before</title><summary type='text'>What's it like to pray until drops of blood drip down your forehead? I would never understand that nor experience it. Jesus was agonising whether to take the cup of suffering, till He said that this was to be the will of His Father. Back of His mind, I believe He never doubted that He would have to shoulder the sins of the world. I thank God for that immensed responsibility, that cup of suffering</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.1know.com/1277/' title='Pray like you never prayed before'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/112025199509898640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=112025199509898640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112025199509898640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/112025199509898640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/07/pray-like-you-never-prayed-before.html' title='Pray like you never prayed before'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-111807315899639813</id><published>2005-06-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:52:39.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help! I'm sinking!</title><summary type='text'>Ever stepped on quicksand? I wonder how it feels like? That sinking feeling, perhaps? Life is like that sometimes. You step on something that you're not suppose to step on, plonk, down you go!. Next time when it happens, grab anything your hands can get on, it might save you a heap! look where you're treading, it make sense to be alert and watch where you're going. Nobody's going to be around </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/111807315899639813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=111807315899639813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111807315899639813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111807315899639813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/06/help-im-sinking.html' title='Help! I&apos;m sinking!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-111807271635267072</id><published>2005-06-06T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:45:16.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused!</title><summary type='text'>I wonder how long am I'm going to feel this way? Sense that something dangerous is coming my way, but just don't know what it is! Maybe its just me, worrying over many things and too concerned with ways that doesn't matter. The drift sure coming very strongly. Getting many conflicting signals form above, don't know what is the real thing and what's not. Sure hope that this feeling will go away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/111807271635267072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=111807271635267072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111807271635267072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111807271635267072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/06/confused.html' title='Confused!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-111802330991945705</id><published>2005-06-06T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T10:01:49.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy times ahead!</title><summary type='text'>Crazy times with crazy schedule. Phew! Haven't much time to breathe. Recently, I've been flooded with BB activities. Imagine having 5 camps and 6 parades within a span of a month. No wonder I've been acting a bit strange lately. Surely, there's a better way to spend my June than to get so intensely involved with the BB Boys. But then, there's no complain. Afterall, I'm paid to do all these things</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/111802330991945705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=111802330991945705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111802330991945705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111802330991945705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/06/crazy-times-ahead.html' title='Crazy times ahead!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-111591155232634383</id><published>2005-05-12T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:25:52.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax! God's still in control</title><summary type='text'>Had my youth cell retreat in Port Dickson, Malaysia just last week. Before that, I was quite stressed out concerning where to go for our cell retreat. Price, convenience, transport and accessability were all that we considered before we firmed up on Port Dickson. Actually, I had my reservations about driving up there, as I'm doing it for the very first time without much help from maps and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/111591155232634383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=111591155232634383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111591155232634383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111591155232634383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/05/relax-gods-still-in-control.html' title='Relax! God&apos;s still in control'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-111288435022507889</id><published>2005-04-07T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T22:32:30.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God meant it for good</title><summary type='text'>How many of us can really say that bad things in life are good for us? Meet Joseph. Sold into slavery at 17, sent to a foreign land far far away, jailed and accused. What more can he endured? Well, it turned out that God had a plan and purpose for what he went through. As for me, it is a lesson of great humility. Joseph had a special gift, the ability to interpret dreams. Greatness was about to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/111288435022507889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=111288435022507889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111288435022507889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/111288435022507889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/04/god-meant-it-for-good.html' title='God meant it for good'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-110774628649401432</id><published>2005-02-07T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T11:18:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nehemiah 4 - rebuilding the walls of Jerusalem</title><summary type='text'>It's the season of rebuilding. As I read the book of Nehemiah, I can't help but marvel at what God can do through Nehemiah, who renounced his life of luxury in the courts of King Artaxerxes, travel back to Jerusalem to rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. In Nehemiah 4, the enemies of the Israelites mocked at their idea of rebuilding the wall, saying what's the use of having walls when the city is in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/110774628649401432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=110774628649401432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/110774628649401432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/110774628649401432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/02/nehemiah-4-rebuilding-walls-of.html' title='Nehemiah 4 - rebuilding the walls of Jerusalem'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-110770132237742737</id><published>2005-02-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:48:42.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there any other way I can do it better?</title><summary type='text'>I can feel it! Something good is coming my way. I don't know, but it's getting stronger. At the same time, I know the forces of evil is also getting stronger. Nevertheless, I still hold on to the fact that God is still in control. There is an air of expectancy, something I haven't felt for a long time. Everytime, this thing happens, I know God is asking me to get into the thick of action to be in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/110770132237742737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=110770132237742737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/110770132237742737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/110770132237742737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2005/02/is-there-any-other-way-i-can-do-it.html' title='Is there any other way I can do it better?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109868459121346632</id><published>2004-10-25T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T14:09:51.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile Phone - helpful or just a pain in the neck?</title><summary type='text'>Recently, I challenged my cell members to fast from the most crucial item in their lives. No, not food, but their mobile phones! Like it or not, mobile phones are fast becoming an item that sticks to our body like a leech. Yup, you've read it correctly, a LEECH!. You use it too often and it is going to suck the life out of you! You hear the adage, can't leave home without it. I would like to add,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109868459121346632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109868459121346632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109868459121346632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109868459121346632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/10/mobile-phone-helpful-or-just-pain-in.html' title='Mobile Phone - helpful or just a pain in the neck?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109418202617787387</id><published>2004-09-03T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T11:27:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's so good to hear that!</title><summary type='text'>Well, I do believe in miracles. Learnt a new lesson from Dr Frederick Toke this week. No problems, no miracles, no breakthrough.Heard from Northbrooks that they will continue with the Sat's BB parade in spite of the 5 day work-week. Amen! That means opportunities coming my way. Not only will I be able to come for both companies parade, but that will give me much more breathing space to spend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109418202617787387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109418202617787387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109418202617787387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109418202617787387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/09/its-so-good-to-hear-that.html' title='It&apos;s so good to hear that!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109354027753703593</id><published>2004-08-27T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T01:11:17.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It had to come, sooner or later....but not that soon? Or is it?</title><summary type='text'>Received a bomb this morning. All CCAs will not be functioning on Saturday morning. Well, still trying to let it sink into my thick skull. The speed on which it came caught me by surprise. Didn't realised that it had to come so soon and so swift. Reminded me of the parable of the ten Virgins.....you better be prepared or else you won't get to feast with the bride and the groom! Where's your extra</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109354027753703593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109354027753703593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109354027753703593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109354027753703593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/it-had-to-come-sooner-or-laterbut-not.html' title='It had to come, sooner or later....but not that soon? Or is it?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109236080256940670</id><published>2004-08-13T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T09:33:22.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you talked to God recently?</title><summary type='text'>Attended the G12 on Thursday night. Sigh....realised that we've come to a point of no return.What used to be 15 members has now dwindled to 7 of us. Sadly, the discussion level has gone down. Reticent at times, can't imagine the deafening silence breaks out like a roar.Then came the question, how was our prayer life? Have we started to pray like there's no tomorrow? If not, why are we in this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109236080256940670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109236080256940670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109236080256940670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109236080256940670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/have-you-talked-to-god-recently.html' title='Have you talked to God recently?'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109222624665866191</id><published>2004-08-11T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T20:10:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mother of all absurdity!</title><summary type='text'>Watched the Singapore idol on TV after the National Day parade. Have I not mentioned that things can go from bad to worst?And you thought that nothing can be worst off than William Hung.......in came contestant from our very doorsteps.......the dead will flip from their grave!How do I first describe the inate and the pukey? We have arrived at the deepest abyss of all human insolent....we have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109222624665866191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109222624665866191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109222624665866191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109222624665866191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/mother-of-all-absurdity.html' title='The mother of all absurdity!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109176326627028310</id><published>2004-08-06T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T11:34:26.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grief that will not last</title><summary type='text'>Where do babies go when they die? I, for one, am seeking an answer that is not easy to find.It is with sadness and profound grief that Barnabas gave up his fight. Perhaps God wants him to go home, or perhaps God has a purpose and plan for everything that He has done. Grief and sadness may be here, but it will not last. God will wipe away all the tears, take away his pain and sufferings. Yes, our</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109176326627028310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109176326627028310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109176326627028310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109176326627028310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/grief-that-will-not-last.html' title='Grief that will not last'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109168458115852739</id><published>2004-08-05T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T13:43:01.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do what is good, not what you fancy to be good!</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever wonder why we must do good? Or have you thought of doing something evil and get away with it? It's harder to do good than to perform evil, but at what price?I marvel at what God would say to us, "So you think that I'm not watching? Wait till you come to my flashback omni-presence theatre, and I will show you what you have done for the lifetime that you've been on earth!"Oops! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109168458115852739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109168458115852739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109168458115852739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109168458115852739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/do-what-is-good-not-what-you-fancy-to.html' title='Do what is good, not what you fancy to be good!'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109167361331769108</id><published>2004-08-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T10:40:13.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Your own way, Lord</title><summary type='text'>Yes Lord, I surrender everything to You. Even my best kept secrets. You and I makes the majority. Have Your own way, Lord!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109167361331769108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109167361331769108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109167361331769108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109167361331769108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/have-your-own-way-lord.html' title='Have Your own way, Lord'/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-109162247067691124</id><published>2004-08-04T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T20:27:50.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eeeeeks! I feel the draft coming....or is it winds of change?I feel so foreign here! Haven't been blogging for quite sometime.This week has been a whirlwind tour of strained concentration and emotions...literally! So much things happened. Firstly, received news that we're moving our office with no new premises in sight....talk about walking by faith! And to add to the twist, we have to leave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/109162247067691124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=109162247067691124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109162247067691124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/109162247067691124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/08/eeeeeks-i-feel-draft-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-108320241820129872</id><published>2004-04-29T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T09:37:54.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's good to know that God doesn't hold grudges against us, no matter how bad we are or how many times we sin against Him. Watching the Passion of The Christ gave me a new dimension of what God's love is really like. He always forgive and do not hold back His love for us. That explains why Jesus, no matter how bad He was treated on earth, didn't give up, but went all the way to the cross to pay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/108320241820129872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=108320241820129872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/108320241820129872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/108320241820129872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-good-to-know-that-god-doesnt-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-108297401781690881</id><published>2004-04-26T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T18:11:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I give up. What's on your mind, if you will forgive the exaggerations! I have come to a point where you will always move three steps forward and end up losing two steps backward. What is happening to me? Where is the passion that started out in my life? I suppose the things I have always wanted to do remained undone and unfulfilled. Life's sucks, but what am I to say it? God's way is just and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/108297401781690881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=108297401781690881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/108297401781690881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/108297401781690881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/04/ok-i-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6840781.post-108294743646571600</id><published>2004-04-26T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T10:49:00.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi all, I'm new around here. You may call me the new kid on the block. Yup, it is very tiring sometimes staring at the computer screen for amost 3 hrs at one sitting, doing all the typing. Gosh, sounds like I'm almost over the hill! It must be old age. That's life. Oops!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/feeds/108294743646571600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6840781&amp;postID=108294743646571600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/108294743646571600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6840781/posts/default/108294743646571600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://csweez.blogspot.com/2004/04/hi-all-im-new-around-here.html' title=''/><author><name>csweez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06235881796241727547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
