<?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-7721405280027565633</id><updated>2012-02-19T13:25:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lina</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721405280027565633.post-7323293231643151732</id><published>2008-05-10T22:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:36:50.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HaPpY MoTher'S dAy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW4syaP5XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XvbKCsjyB_I/s1600-h/katemday2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW4syaP5XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XvbKCsjyB_I/s320/katemday2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198764424454727026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcB0TU9xwI/AAAAAAAAADM/XvdfCH-PWOY/s1600-h/IMG_6723.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Today.... is very happy that can see many people come together and celebrate MOTHER'S DAY!!  Yeah!! I did call back  and talk to my mom, how bout u guys?? :) Below is a Photo with my mom and sis which have been taken on this Chinese New Year...love her a lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW5HCaP5ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Y_JTnTg0lFw/s1600-h/IMG_6124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW5HCaP5ZI/AAAAAAAAADE/Y_JTnTg0lFw/s320/IMG_6124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198764875426293138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW46CaP5YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fduRNrIdpWA/s1600-h/mothers+day+favor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW46CaP5YI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fduRNrIdpWA/s320/mothers+day+favor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198764652087993730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the picture with my spiritual mother... Wah... obviously her eyes is bigger than mine @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcB-jU9xxI/AAAAAAAAADU/HvDFtG0Tl3s/s1600-h/IMG_6729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcB-jU9xxI/AAAAAAAAADU/HvDFtG0Tl3s/s320/IMG_6729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199126468969219858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And this is the photo with all the visitors, really glad that able to meet them.. they are really CUTE.  Hope to see them again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcB0TU9xwI/AAAAAAAAADM/XvdfCH-PWOY/s1600-h/IMG_6723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcB0TU9xwI/AAAAAAAAADM/XvdfCH-PWOY/s320/IMG_6723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199126292875560706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcCGzU9xyI/AAAAAAAAADc/GAU8BVsV-CI/s1600-h/IMG_6731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCcCGzU9xyI/AAAAAAAAADc/GAU8BVsV-CI/s320/IMG_6731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199126610703140642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is the poem wrote By M.S.Lowndes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers have a special way&lt;br /&gt;Of saying ‘&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;br /&gt;A love that God has given them&lt;br /&gt;A love that will hold true&lt;br /&gt;For Mothers sacrifice so much&lt;br /&gt;Providing for the home&lt;br /&gt;Creating there an atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;That reflects God's love alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank the Lord&lt;br /&gt;For a Mother such as you&lt;br /&gt;You were there throughout the years&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I went through&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to say that I&lt;br /&gt;Love you so very much&lt;br /&gt;And am praying that the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Will shower you in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am praying to the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That He will bless your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And that you’d find a quietness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When to Him you come to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray you’d know how much you’ve meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To me through all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For you have been there on your knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes with bitter tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has seen your Mother heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And answered your heart pleas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Mum because of your strong faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I also now believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;May God bless all the Mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That give of themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And tend to their household needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before the needs of ‘self’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For they are there with comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;For each child’s broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bringing them to God in prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;With His love to impart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721405280027565633-7323293231643151732?l=linadarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/7323293231643151732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721405280027565633&amp;postID=7323293231643151732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/7323293231643151732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/7323293231643151732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='HaPpY MoTher&apos;S dAy'/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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/_4ud47VKtPKk/SCW4syaP5XI/AAAAAAAAAC0/XvbKCsjyB_I/s72-c/katemday2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721405280027565633.post-5177868932605108711</id><published>2008-04-16T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:54:38.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance like Nobody Watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SATbYaTBuUI/AAAAAAAAACk/r8NKlqUITwM/s1600-h/DanceHome1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/SATbYaTBuUI/AAAAAAAAACk/r8NKlqUITwM/s320/DanceHome1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189513883060123970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the story that i read from the net, i like this sentence very much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;" Work like you don't need money, love like it's never going to hurt and dance like nobody's watching."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; Jeff was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;"If I were any better, I would be twins!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jeff was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jeff was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation. Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jeff and asked him, "I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Jeff replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jeff, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood.' &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I choose to be in a good mood.&lt;/span&gt; Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I choose to learn from it&lt;/span&gt;. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I choose the positive side of life.&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   "Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yes, it is," Jeff, said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I reflected on what Jeff said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Several years later, I heard that Jeff did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jeff was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jeff was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I saw Jeff about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he said, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Want to see my scars?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. "The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jeff replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I chose to live&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   "Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Jeff continued, "The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, 'He's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   "What did you do?" I asked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   "Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me," said &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeff. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Jeff lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;   - Work like you don't need the money &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; - Love like it's never going to hurt &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; - Dance like nobody's watching&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721405280027565633-5177868932605108711?l=linadarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/5177868932605108711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721405280027565633&amp;postID=5177868932605108711' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/5177868932605108711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/5177868932605108711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/2008/04/dance-like-nobody-watching.html' title='Dance like Nobody Watching'/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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/_4ud47VKtPKk/SATbYaTBuUI/AAAAAAAAACk/r8NKlqUITwM/s72-c/DanceHome1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721405280027565633.post-8387453006772933688</id><published>2007-08-24T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:57:41.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRY OF WOMAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NICE!! I READ IT...&lt;br /&gt;MUST READ O....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;woman," she told him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;"I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;you never will." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother seem to cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;for no reason?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;"All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;"God, why do women cry so easily?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;God said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;"When I made the woman she had to be special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;yet gentle enough to give comfort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;that many times comes from her children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;without complaining. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;circumstances, even when her child has hurt her very badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;unfalteringly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers exclusively to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;use whenever it is needed." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman is not in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;her hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="MsgDisplay_Topic1_Content" class="blackfont"&gt;doorway to her heart - the place where love resides."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721405280027565633-8387453006772933688?l=linadarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/8387453006772933688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721405280027565633&amp;postID=8387453006772933688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/8387453006772933688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/8387453006772933688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/2007/08/cry-of-woman.html' title='CRY OF WOMAN'/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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-7721405280027565633.post-900824503784174266</id><published>2007-07-17T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T11:58:46.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog .. Before back to home town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tonight I decided to write blog before I am going back to my home town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Before that I was thinking what I going to write…Hmm…. I decide to share what I do for this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Actually I had watched two Japanese cartoons which is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;‘Le Voyage De Chihiro’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;‘ Princess of  Mononoke’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He he he!! The name seen like very weird but it is quite a good movie for me that able to let me spend my whole afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Especially ‘Le Voyage De Chihiro’ I like that cartoon very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is about a little girl call Chihiro, while moving to a new home in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, she and her parents take a wrong turn down a mysterious wooded path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That is her adventure journey to find a way to save her parents from, and find her way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Below have some picture of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;‘Le Voyage De Chihiro’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuvg-k2quI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SMdqqV6zreM/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuvg-k2quI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SMdqqV6zreM/s320/pic4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087853185133357794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpuwDuk2qwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/N7_kp6E_5rI/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpuwDuk2qwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/N7_kp6E_5rI/s320/pic3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087853782133811970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpuwTOk2qxI/AAAAAAAAABE/_vJWzg2bIcc/s1600-h/pic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpuwTOk2qxI/AAAAAAAAABE/_vJWzg2bIcc/s320/pic6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087854048421784338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuv0uk2qvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sbWXhfh9xpI/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuv0uk2qvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sbWXhfh9xpI/s320/pic5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087853524435774194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;Beside that I also had watched ‘ Princess of &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mononoke’ it quite cruel and blooding for me…but it still nice lo….hehe!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuwkuk2qyI/AAAAAAAAABM/podYCvrLAhc/s1600-h/092846899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuwkuk2qyI/AAAAAAAAABM/podYCvrLAhc/s320/092846899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087854349069495074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July HOPE CHURCH 15&lt;sup&gt;TH&lt;/sup&gt; ANNIVERSARY ….YEAH……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY …..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ALREADY FORM THREE LO….. JK….HEHE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Really great that able to see a lot of people come to celebrate together ……thanks for every hearts that truly invite people to come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At that day I was quite nervous coz I had involve in dance performance for closing ceremony.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But after I see everyone …they just encourage each other, and truly wanna do their best …. These hearts of them really touch me and encourage me …. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I really wanna said &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD JOB EVERY ONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They are all the dancer for closing ceremony, really thanks God for Christine.....and all of them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpxWiek2q7I/AAAAAAAAACU/55teTGHXNQA/s1600-h/Picture%2B638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpxWiek2q7I/AAAAAAAAACU/55teTGHXNQA/s320/Picture%2B638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088036829345000370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farewell for Christopher and Kia Ing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;He he!! I think is a bit late to talk bout this ....both of them already at West Malaysia ....Really great that able to know both of you.....Christopher and Kia Ing both of you are really a good person ....cheerful....like to encourage ppl....and many many .... Really thanks God for both of you... I pray that God  Continue to bless  them.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the pictures when the farewell party, can see all the crying face o....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpu_W-k2q1I/AAAAAAAAABk/szv8qoHggP8/s1600-h/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpu_W-k2q1I/AAAAAAAAABk/szv8qoHggP8/s320/IMG_2436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087870605520710482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;When the airport time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Group photo..... haiz....miss them...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvA9-k2q6I/AAAAAAAAACM/H9g5M-RSfe4/s1600-h/DSC09203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvA9-k2q6I/AAAAAAAAACM/H9g5M-RSfe4/s320/DSC09203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087872375047236514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kia Ing and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvA1uk2q5I/AAAAAAAAACE/NJQkwhS6xG8/s1600-h/DSC09190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvA1uk2q5I/AAAAAAAAACE/NJQkwhS6xG8/s320/DSC09190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087872233313315730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Christopher and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvAvuk2q4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zwOPXojw-KE/s1600-h/DSC09186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvAvuk2q4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zwOPXojw-KE/s320/DSC09186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087872130234100610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;All gals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvAluk2q3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wWeVlHis4ek/s1600-h/DSC09181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvAluk2q3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wWeVlHis4ek/s320/DSC09181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087871958435408754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;All guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvAfek2q2I/AAAAAAAAABs/m13v6OCpbjc/s1600-h/DSC09180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RpvAfek2q2I/AAAAAAAAABs/m13v6OCpbjc/s320/DSC09180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087871851061226338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721405280027565633-900824503784174266?l=linadarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/900824503784174266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721405280027565633&amp;postID=900824503784174266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/900824503784174266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/900824503784174266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-blog-before-back-to-home-town.html' title='My blog .. Before back to home town'/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rpuvg-k2quI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SMdqqV6zreM/s72-c/pic4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721405280027565633.post-4138188309294789526</id><published>2007-05-19T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T15:59:29.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New post ...My busy month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rk6HPXqo2cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AWL4DfqqoxI/s1600-h/DSC07661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rk6HPXqo2cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AWL4DfqqoxI/s320/DSC07661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066135328959027650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;College Unit family photo (retreat time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He! He! He!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for long time didn’t update my blog….Today is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; of May 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It only about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 MONTH…..1 MONTH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;we going have our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FINAL EXAM…..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AAHHHH…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I’ll try my best and ‘Jia yu de’…..For few weeks ago, I busy with my assignment and presentation… everything just gone smoothly but I worried about the marks…..I pray that everything will be okay …&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At&lt;/span&gt; 12nd  of May……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MOTHERS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOTHER DAY&lt;/span&gt; TO ALL OF THE MOTHERS&lt;/span&gt;….. I wanna said &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom so good that I have you, Mom…I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the mother day college unit has performed a song to all mothers which is “U Rise&lt;br /&gt;Me Up”……I believe that all of us have done the best to the performance…..Thank God!! ….continue to let God walk through our life…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;    At &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;th &lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;of April - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; of May&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;our college unit had retreat to Somerset… I believe most of the people know about it already…….At 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of May is one of our brother &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Shawn's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy birthday to you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a really great time with all of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the brother and sister together….which I can know them better, I really enjoy the retreat…..&lt;br /&gt;The most important is there are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;SIX PEOPLE HAVE BEEN BORN AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;….. They had baptized at 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; floor swimming pool at 2nd of May……&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;WAHHH…. IT GREAT…&lt;br /&gt;Ah Yieng, Brenda, Ee sing, Francis(Ah wei), Edwin and Melvin......HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U, all the new born babies :  ) HAHAHA!!! 'Jia yu lo'....continue grow in God....God bless YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721405280027565633-4138188309294789526?l=linadarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/4138188309294789526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721405280027565633&amp;postID=4138188309294789526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/4138188309294789526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/4138188309294789526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-post-my-busy-month.html' title='New post ...My busy month...'/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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/_4ud47VKtPKk/Rk6HPXqo2cI/AAAAAAAAAAc/AWL4DfqqoxI/s72-c/DSC07661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7721405280027565633.post-439627773235691051</id><published>2007-04-28T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:26:32.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RjTG9hWLiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VTbEtA2FrmA/s1600-h/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RjTG9hWLiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VTbEtA2FrmA/s320/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058887041669630002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Start of something new…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The footprints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in;font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hai…Everyone &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WELCOME&lt;/span&gt; to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOG&lt;/span&gt;, this is my first time to write a blog. He! He! He! I would like to use this opportunity to tell you about my life which I have been through everyday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I am studying in Swinburne which is a University that is very challenging to me… this is my first semester and I find a lot of difficulty in my study and assignment…. my friends always said I am very ‘blur’… sometime I think that is true…hehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;Few days ago, in the earlier morning, as usual I went to school by my friend’s car…..on the way I saw beautiful scenery of sunlight just gone through the forest; it looks very beautiful likes in the dream.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then I saw a couple of blind man walk along the street with their sticks; they help each other to walk through the way. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I remember the couple of blind man….which they cannot see it…..in my heart was crying… However I still give thank to God that they still can walk, jump, talk and laugh and do many things…. indeed in my heart also give thank to God that He has blessed me with eyes that I able to see, feet that I able to walk, run and dance for Him, hand that I able to hold and lay on…. thanks God that He has bless me a bunch of good frens….thanks God that I able met them…thanks God that He give me a wonderful family…Thank God for everything…THANKS GOD!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I like this story, which talks about the God’s footprints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A person questioned the &lt;b style=""&gt;LORD&lt;/b&gt; about it, “&lt;b style=""&gt;LORD&lt;/b&gt;, you said that once I decide to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints, I don’t understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The LORD replied, “My precious, precious child, I love u and I would never leave you, during your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, IT WAS THEN THAT I CARRIED YOU.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7721405280027565633-439627773235691051?l=linadarling.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/feeds/439627773235691051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7721405280027565633&amp;postID=439627773235691051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/439627773235691051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7721405280027565633/posts/default/439627773235691051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linadarling.blogspot.com/2007/04/start-of-something-new-footprints.html' title=''/><author><name>Lina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02170211451521574823</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ud47VKtPKk/RjTG9hWLiDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VTbEtA2FrmA/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
