<?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-11268876</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:56:52.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>" O Father, please help me to walk in faith to your Kingdom once again. Lead me away from sin and temptation. "

And so, my spiritual journey to Mt.Zion begins.

This blog is specially for backsliders of Christ.For I was one of those who strayed too far and too long  
away from the Lord.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11268876.post-111056347876275297</id><published>2005-03-11T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:51:18.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exchange</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys. Never join you guys to the Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;Could sense Tim's dissappointment. Sigh, gay pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Event. Some youth gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Sermon. Strong with a pinch of jokes. Divine Exchange.&lt;br /&gt;Presence of God could be felt. Some knelt down. Some cried loudly.&lt;br /&gt;Me?. Lifted my hands and sobbed.Strange feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to cry. Big macho boys like me dont cry. Couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can soon realise my early teenhood dreams.&lt;br /&gt;(nope. not to be a Power Ranger or Spiderman)&lt;br /&gt;but to be a Jammer. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so noob at the guitar.Horrendous I must say.&lt;br /&gt;Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great sermon.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord for Pastor Ken&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111056347876275297?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111056347876275297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111056347876275297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111056347876275297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111056347876275297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/exchange.html' title='Exchange'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11268876.post-111055949133951913</id><published>2005-03-10T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T08:44:51.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesed</title><content type='html'>Neat example of multi-racial S'pore&lt;br /&gt;An Indian ran past me shouted " wah lau eh "&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at Ming's. Midnite prata. Mama Mia&lt;br /&gt;Slept between Kok and Zhong. Quiet sleepers. Whew.&lt;br /&gt;Hightlight was the Cheesecake Zhong baked.&lt;br /&gt;While whisking the cheese ( erm.. do we whisk cheese? )&lt;br /&gt;Stole a few bites of it. ( Sorry Zhong )&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a cold. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111055949133951913?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111055949133951913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111055949133951913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111055949133951913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111055949133951913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/cheesed.html' title='Cheesed'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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-11268876.post-111038178877072688</id><published>2005-03-09T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T07:23:08.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stroll</title><content type='html'>Haha.. went out with Zhong Hui , Tim , Ming and GY yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Bugis.Looking for good wallets.Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Went to swim. With the same gang, plus Kok Hong. Still as cool and steady. And Philip.. gotta love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt more peaceful. Over the last few days. No arguments with my Pops, Mom and Sis( yep.. the older one ) so far..&lt;br /&gt;Peace. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throats stink.Ouch! Still felt at peace though.&lt;br /&gt;Pain. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifted Weights. Sit-Up'ed'&lt;br /&gt;Cant jog with a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling macho.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was smooth.Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Caleb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111038178877072688?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111038178877072688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111038178877072688' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111038178877072688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111038178877072688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/stroll.html' title='Stroll'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11268876.post-111020749071101709</id><published>2005-03-07T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T06:58:10.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Steps</title><content type='html'>My first step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To build myself up physically , pray , listen to Christian Songs ( no more Sum41s, blink182 , Greenday blah blah ) , read the bible , pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptations came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to LAN. Lifted weights.&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV ( dragon tales was cute )&lt;br /&gt;Jogged . Feeling refreshed.&lt;br /&gt;Prayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb became my prayer buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs to intro. Newsboys - He Reigns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="_ctl2_Lyrics"&gt;It’s the song of the redeemed &lt;br /&gt;Rising from the African plain &lt;br /&gt;It’s the song of the forgiven &lt;br /&gt;Drowning out the Amazon rain &lt;br /&gt;The song of Asian believers &lt;br /&gt;Filled with God’s holy fire &lt;br /&gt;It’s every tribe, every tongue, every nation &lt;br /&gt;A love song born of a grateful choir &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all God’s children singing &lt;br /&gt;Glory, glory, hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;He reigns, He reigns &lt;br /&gt;It’s all God’s children singing &lt;br /&gt;Glory, glory, hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;He reigns, He reigns &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it rise about the four winds &lt;br /&gt;Caught up in the heavenly sound &lt;br /&gt;Let praises echo from the towers of cathedrals &lt;br /&gt;To the faithful gathered underground &lt;br /&gt;Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation &lt;br /&gt;Some were meant to persist &lt;br /&gt;Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples &lt;br /&gt;None rings truer than this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the powers of darkness &lt;br /&gt;Tremble at what they’ve just heard &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause all the powers of darkness &lt;br /&gt;Can’t drown out a single word &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all God’s children sing out &lt;br /&gt;Glory, glory, hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;He reigns, He reigns &lt;br /&gt;All God’s people singing &lt;br /&gt;Glory, glory, hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;He reigns, He reigns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any good Christian Songs to intro please send!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Truman. Hallelujah... He wants to come to church.&lt;br /&gt;Praying for Zhong Hui. Pray that he will go into the JC. It aint Impossible! Have Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111020749071101709?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111020749071101709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111020749071101709' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111020749071101709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111020749071101709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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-11268876.post-111018244966523974</id><published>2005-03-06T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:04:13.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Credits</title><content type='html'>Oh dear. Forgot to give the Credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank the Almighty for Caleb ( my childhood buddy ) he prayed for me before I turned back. He encourage me and laid his blessings on me. He told me more bout the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for this young adult who talked to me about her experiences which was the same as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a pastors kid ( PK) who backslided and turned back to the Lord. I am a PK too I told her. She then shook hands with me. About 70% of PKs backslide , tend to be more rebellious and to the Sunday School teacher, they are the most horrible kids. We think we know everything. We memorise verses like crazy. We dont listen in Sunday School. Cos everything the teacher said was what our parents taught us during our quiet time. We think we are soooo smart. She was a ' lian ' and bashed people who offended her. She mixed with bad company and like me, strayed from the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She encountered the Father and turned back to Him. She is now a cell group leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 4A 's Christians Walk with Faith!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111018244966523974?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111018244966523974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111018244966523974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111018244966523974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111018244966523974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/credits.html' title='Credits'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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-11268876.post-111012121249223629</id><published>2005-03-06T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T07:00:12.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Message</title><content type='html'>Firm-Believers : Keep up the good job in Serving God. And pray for me too.. Build up your faith in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BackSliders: Lots of people in this category. You know who you are. I hope my message in Preparation will encourage you to go back to the Lord. Its until a life-threatening sickness made me wake up and hunger for His spirit. Life is fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wants you back. For He loves you so much he is willing to send his Son to die for you. He wants to pursue us. Communicate with us. With God in your life , your mental and physical being will naturally be put into place. Father wants to help but you guys gotta be willing to open up your hearts to listen, to speak with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excessive computer gaming cloud our minds and the devil uses it as a barrier between us and our Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk so much... but its up to you to listen and change willinging. Go back to church and start praising him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks For Reading. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111012121249223629?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111012121249223629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111012121249223629' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111012121249223629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111012121249223629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-message.html' title='Just a Message'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11268876.post-111011999871017929</id><published>2005-03-06T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T06:42:43.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation</title><content type='html'>This is a true account of how I turned back to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks before the release of the O'level results , I was down with dengue fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day of the horrible fever, the headaches were more persistant , the rashes irritated me and my bodyaches were unbearable. But still I was too ashamed to pray. Ashamed to face the Father which I have disappointed and sinned heavily against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, worried, my father laid his hand upon me and prayed. I tossed and turned in bed. Unable to sleep or rather, I was afraid to sleep fearing that I might pass away ( rather silly eh? ). I thought about my spiritual life. My life was in ruins without the Almighty. I was afraid to die without knowing the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O Father, forgive me and cure me of my sickness." I kept my prayer short as I was too ashamed to talk with Him longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood test results were out. The doctors suspected dengue fever but claimed my blood readings were abnormal.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cured the next day. Hallelujah! . From then on.. I realised I strayed too far away from my Father. He still loves me after what I had done. Peace was in me. I begin to hunger for Him more. The merciful God soon laid a path for me... a path to him. A Journey to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) A few days later, my childhood buddy introduced me to his church. A church which saved him.&lt;br /&gt;2) Today, was the day I encountered God.&lt;br /&gt;3) During the Praise and Worship, my mouth was shut and my hands glued into my pockets.&lt;br /&gt;4) The dudes there were friendly. We shook hands and introduced ourselves. Oh my, there are 2 Jeremiah's' there a Wong and a Koh.&lt;br /&gt;5)Sermon. The preacher was so ' zhun ". She was like aiming at me. She preached about : Salvation, redemption, going back to the Lord with willingness and humility. I could relate to what she preached. I felt so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;6)She even called the young children up onto the stage to be prayed for. Thinking about the strong faith I used to have when I was at their age. And that faith has weakened and soon vanished as I grew older. Tears welled up in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;7) As she preached , a load of guilt just fall upon me. I felt sooo bad about straying away from a Loving God. I bowed down to pray. " O Father, Is that something you wish to tell me? " I started crying, I was filled with the Holy Spirit. I repeatedly asked for forgiveness and for strong faith in my Christian Walk. I kept weeping.&lt;br /&gt;8) When it was time for the last song of praise, I was still crying , my eyes closed , hands raised onto the Lord and singing his praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrendered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11268876-111011999871017929?l=miah88.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/feeds/111011999871017929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11268876&amp;postID=111011999871017929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111011999871017929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11268876/posts/default/111011999871017929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miah88.blogspot.com/2005/03/preparation.html' title='Preparation'/><author><name>miah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17689964494551688057</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>
