<?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-2569573361438595794</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:41:09.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Godchick's Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-7794399761576664244</id><published>2008-09-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:18:45.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School of Disciples = Vacation with Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Yay back to blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Last Saturday night Sarah took me, my mom, and Jasmine to eat at Savoy. Before the waitress brought us the food, Sarah talked to mom about school of disciples. That was how I finally told my mom about quitting school and joining the School of Disciples. If it wasn't for Sarah I don't know when I was going to tell my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;The conversation didn't go too well, Mom's face was all dark and worried. So we let the topic rest and talked about other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Yesterday afternoon Mom brought up the subject again while we were talking about my bank account. Throughout that entire conversation, God gave me such peace and confidence that I was able to calmly explain to my mom about how I need to lay down everything to follow Jesus. I didn't know until later that Sarah overheard our conversation in the restroom and was praying hard for me (haha, imagine Sarah rocking back and forth, filled with Holy Spirit, praying fervently...in the restroom. Thank you sis!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Because of Sarah's prayer, I was able to convince Mom that I was going to join the School of Disciples no matter what. My trust in Jesus increased after that conversation. I realized that I really need to know my identity: I am first God's child, and then I am my mom's child; my obedience to God is primary, and my obedience to my mom is secondary. God helped me to answer all of my mom's tough questions with His Word:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;"Then Jesus said to his disciples, "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me.'" (Matthew16:24)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;"Anyone who loves his father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves his son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me;and anyone who does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me.Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.'" (Matthew10:37~39)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;When I told my mom that joining School of Disciples will help me depend on God more, she asked me, "Why must you test your faith like this? Why do you have to put yourself in such a position without money or anything and depend on God to provide you? Why can't you just go to school, get a job when you graduate, and serve God with your money?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I answered that Jesus actually sent His disciples out and told them not to take any money with them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;"These twelve Jesus sent out with the following instructions:...Do not take along any gold or silver or copper in your belts;take no bag for the journey, or extra tunic, or sandals or a staff; for the worker is worth his keep.'" (Matthew10:5,9,10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;We really need to lay down absolutely everything, take up our cross, and follow Jesus. I for one am really excited about School of Disciples, it's like taking a vacation with Jesus!&lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-7794399761576664244?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/7794399761576664244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=7794399761576664244' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7794399761576664244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7794399761576664244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-of-disciples-vacation-with-jesus.html' title='School of Disciples = Vacation with Jesus'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-2202908198333259961</id><published>2008-05-14T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:49:14.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Preaching!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Monday was one crazy day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;After class I dragged my tired body to go buy some lunch, and as I walked down Ring Road I heard a young man shouting about something. As I walked closer I heard bits and pieces of "In Matthews", "Jesus", etc., and I could feel my heart racing with excitement. There he was, passionately preaching about Jesus' salvation and urging the students to repent, ignoring the weird looks people were giving him. I literally stood there, frozen, listening to him preach, silently praying for God to open these students' ears and hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I wanted to go up to him, but two police officers came and made him move to another area. When the officers left I immediately went up to him to talk to him. His name was Chris and he introduced me to his pastor Michael, the pastor's wife Tamika, their friends JK and Evangelista. I found out that they have traveled to about seventy different campuses to preach. As I continued to talk with them, Michael asked me if I wanted to preach as well. I said yes so he told me that I could go after JK is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;We watched and prayed for JK as he preached boldly the Word of God, then it was my turn. Michael prayed for me and told me to go to the open space. He came with me and he started to ask me questions loudly pretending that he is an nonbeliever, and I would answer back with an equally loud voice. Michael led me to preach about what salvation means, why only Jesus can save, why "good" people will go to hell with all the "bad" people, etc. Then he left me and I followed the Holy Spirit's lead to preach boldly about Jesus' return and how students need salvation. I saw some of my friends walking past and frowning at me, but I didn't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;After I was done, a girl came up to me to ask me what I was doing, I shared with her and it turned out that she's also a believer. She came to UCI with some of her church members from In Christ Alone to witness to students and she invited me to join her sometimes. So we exchanged info before she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Then I tagged along with Michael's group as they moved to the Student Center to preach some more. While Evangelista preached, Michael and I started to talk about committing to living a life free from sin. We sat there for about two hours, digging into the Word of God. I was so encouraged by Michael and Tamika, two people so devoted to Christ in holiness and godliness. The scriptures that I've read before took on new meaning and became alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Before I left, Michael gave me their business card and I gave them my email, and Michael prayed for me so I'll keep on sharing about God in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Jesus thank You! Bless Michale, Tamika, JK, Chris, and Evangelista as they continue to preach the good news everywhere they go. Lord provide them and protect them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;More Jesus!! I want more!! Set my heart on fire for You and give me boldness!! Lord my school needs more of Your presence, won't You come and set Your people free from oppression!! Jesus come and guide Your people!! Jesus come!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-2202908198333259961?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2202908198333259961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=2202908198333259961' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2202908198333259961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2202908198333259961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/05/public-preaching.html' title='Public Preaching!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-1819808301301367818</id><published>2008-04-28T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:06:37.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Can I Pray For You?" UCI Edition!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Quote of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;"I've noticed that everybody that is for abortion has already been born." (Ronald Reagan, New York Times, 22 September 1980)&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Today after class I began to pray walk the school, and I saw this guy with bandages on his ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;So I went up to him and his friend and asked whether I could pray for him, but he told me that he needed to go to class and hurriedly walked away. His name is Charles, God please give him a miracle and heal his ankle!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;After a wonderful devotion time with Jesus, I got out my "Can I pray for you? God answers prayers" poster and walked to Ring Road, where hundreds of students pass by every day to go to class, get Starbucks, buy books, hang out, and set up booths for clubs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;On my way I saw a guy using crutches and had bandages on his left leg, so I asked him if I could pray for him. But he muttered something and quickly went past me; his friend turned around and said sorry (haha, sorry for what??). In Jesus' Name, Heavenly Father I ask that You would bring miraculous healing upon him! Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;I found a spot among all the club booths and held up the sign, and smiled real big (thanks for the tip Johnny! ) . Whenever anyone looked instead of just ignoring, I asked if I could pray for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;I saw this guy looking at the poster and smiling, when he came back the second time, he walked up to me and we started to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;His name is Louis and he just became a Christian about two years ago (praise God!), his mom has been praying for him his entire life, and he finally encountered Jesus and became crazy passionate for Him. Louis said that God always send him someone when he is feeling down, last time he was eating in the cafeteria and he accidentally spilled his drink, embarrassed, he moved to another table, and there was a guy reading the Bible! Right now Louis is reading the Bible with commentaries found online. I was so excited as I prayed for him, then he left to catch the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Then I saw Katie from Intervarsity (a Christian club) and she asked me to pray for her headache, I did and she got better. She also asked me to pray for her family because someone passed away. We encouraged each other before she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;I was kinda dizzy from the heat but I didn't want to stand in the shadows so I prayed and a cloud came to block the sun!! Thank You Jesus, You are my cloud by day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Then a guy walked by me and I asked if I could pray for him. I found out that he was also from Intervarsity and we talked and I prayed for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Later on a Muslim guy walked up to me to ask what I meant by the poster. "I'm just praying for God to bless people and for whatever else they needed, " I said. "Oh, " He said and told me that he thought I meant that people need to pray through me to talk to God. Enran, that's his name, said that people should pray directly to God and not through someone else. So I offered to pray for him and he asked me to pray for his studies. I did and he left afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Lots of people gave me prayer requests but said that they didn't have time for me to pray for them right then and there, here are some of the requests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Patrick (the guy who said sorry to me earlier): his mother is going through hard times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Evan: his grandpa has been having frequent seizures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Brittany: her boyfriend's mom is being checked for cervical cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Brandon and Ana: they graduated and need to find jobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Some people gave me weird looks, some shook their heads, but most people smiled back and said thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;A group of touring students went past me and a girl shouted at me, "I'll pray for you too!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;It was really exciting, God You are awesome, but I wish I could get a chance to talk to more nonbelievers. Jesus I want to see a hundred students get saved this quarter, please give me a team of nine other radical Christ followers who want to see UCI being transformed by You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Some random stuff: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;I put my food in the refrigerator in the hall kitchen and someone stole my soy milk, wholewheat bread, strawberries, cheese, ham, and an apple!! (this is one healthy thief lol !!). Ok, lesson learned, I won't put anymore food there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Praise the Lord! I got a B on my Biology midterm!!!! Amazing!!&lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-1819808301301367818?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1819808301301367818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=1819808301301367818' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1819808301301367818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1819808301301367818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-i-pray-for-you-uci-edition.html' title='&quot;Can I Pray For You?&quot; UCI Edition!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-6080647887509434097</id><published>2008-04-22T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:53:46.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless Shelter Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;This morning after class I pray walked my campus, and I felt so excited because I knew that I was doing what God wanted me to do. Jesus come and invade my school!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I still didn't find another person to fast and pray for UCI with me, but before that happens, it's just me and God (which is awesome anyways). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;In the evening I went on another visit to a homeless shelter with Intervarsity. This time there was David, Jessica, Henry, Waily, me, and another guy. We went to a shelter called "Catholic Worker", the owner originally just had a few people come to eat dinner with him, but they stayed there and soon he just remodeled his house and opened it as a shelter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;There were flies everywhere, the house smelled of fresh paint, and a crowd was gathering in the yard. We played with the kids, served dinner, and got to know a lot of the people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Waily talked to a lady who was fired from her job and became unemployed. He encouraged her and prayed for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Henry asked the kids who their best friends were, and when he shared who his best friend was, he got to tell them about Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I was serving dinner when I overheard someone complaining about leg pain. I immediately turned around and asked the lady what happened to her leg. Monka, the lady, told me that her legs started to swell a few days ago and it was so painful that she could no longer walk. So I asked if I could pray for her, she said yes and asked me to also pray for her to get a job so she could support her husband and daughter. I prayed, and even though she didn't get healed immediately, we started to talk. Monka had been abused by her mother when she was young, then she became an orphan after both her parents died, and she was abused in the orphanage. She used to be filled with anger and would pick a fight with anyone, but when she started to go to church and counseling, her bitterness subsided. Though she's going through so much pain in life, she always encourages her family that God is good and He will help them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Oh Jesus, there are so many people who are suffering, who need love. My $20 and volunteer work can only do so much, Jesus You are the One they need! God give me more chances to share Your love with these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6080647887509434097?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6080647887509434097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6080647887509434097' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6080647887509434097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6080647887509434097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/04/homeless-shelter-visit.html' title='Homeless Shelter Visit'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-5189119437775554374</id><published>2008-04-18T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:02:12.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Before Bed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;WOW, it's been FOREVER since I last blogged...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I just read through everyone's posts and was so excited with what God's doing in everyone's lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The Lord is also doing amazing things to me, after the retreat, my devotions became so different, so much sweeter. Instead of singing, I was worshiping from the heart, instead of monologuing, I was prophesying and declaring what I was praying about. God is wonderful...when I spend time with Him I'm simply putting everything away, dropping all other thoughts and just listen to Him, and He has a lot to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;God also helped me to manage my time and actually finish my homework and studies on time, wow, that's totally supernatural and miraculous, seriously. Jesus is awesome, He isn't just in church or when I do city invasions, He's in my dorm, in my classroom, in my study hall, in my friend's dorm...He is in every part of my life, my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So how was the conference tonight everyone? I'll be there tomorrow afternoon!!! Can't wait!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-5189119437775554374?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/5189119437775554374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=5189119437775554374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5189119437775554374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5189119437775554374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-before-bed.html' title='Blog Before Bed...'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-2415752541818854592</id><published>2008-04-01T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:56:25.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning To Let Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Jesus gave me a big lollipop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;It was swirly, sparkling pink, shiny, and perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I was soaking in His presence during Sunday worship, and I saw Jesus, with lots of light behind Him, handing me this sweet gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I felt Him saying to me, "I love you so much, you are my beloved treasure, and I want to lavish you with gifts" Oh Jesus thank You! You are not a stingy God, You are a Heavenly Father who loves without holding back and pours down good things upon Your children. My heart was so moved by His love, so blown away by His grace; tears started falling down my cheeks (great, I'm crying again, Lord when will you let me experience holy laughter? ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Ever since I got prophesied by the kids at Bethel Church, I've been experiencing God's love and affections for me on a new level. I realized that God doesn't just love us, He cherishes us, and He doesn't just give us the things we need, He also gives us gifts to make us happy!...God wants me to be happy? No way! I thought He just wants me to suffer, to learn from persecutions, and to receive occasional peace. That is not true, our God loves us and wants to fill our hearts with joy. Praise You Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I also learned at Bethel Church to let God take control. Funny, I thought I've always let God take control: "God I put my biology test into Your hands...please let me get no lower than a B!", "God I give this day to You...here's a list of things I want You to do for me!", "God I give today's 7-11 meeting to You...please show up during worship, prayer, and oh, help me with my sharing!" But the Lord gently showed me that I've only trusted Him with my words and not my heart or actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;So I let God take control during 7-11 meeting, I let God do whatever He wants with me during Sunday worship, I let Jesus tell me what to do this Monday morning, and I gave Jesus full lordship over my heart and my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;On Monday morning, I asked God, "Lord what do You want me to do today?". "Pray for ten people and tell them I love them" He said. So I obeyed and His love and joy filled me. In the afternoon, I found out that my friend Cindy lost her room key somewhere on her way back from the bookstore. So I prayed and went to look for it with her. Amazingly, I found in on the ground on Ring Road where hundreds of students were walking around! It was really fortunate that no one picked it up or stepped on it and damaged it! I was shouting hallelujah and we jumped up and down in joy. Cindy told me that she was praying too when we were looking for the key. During lunch, I shared with her how God returned Bill's lost knife to him, and other miracles and divine healings at Redding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Cool things happen when we step aside and let God take over. I also realized that by giving God full control, I can see visions and hear God's voice much easier now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Jesus, I'm all Yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-2415752541818854592?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2415752541818854592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=2415752541818854592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2415752541818854592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2415752541818854592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/04/learning-to-let-go.html' title='Learning To Let Go'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-8606279826671954491</id><published>2008-03-24T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T16:24:23.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying Out At Pasadena's Abortion Clinic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;God is so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Remember Shin encouraged us to go pray and pass out flyers at an abortion clinic? Well we found this Planned Parenthood thingy in Pasadena. Basically they do counseling for parents, people who are becoming parents; they have abortion services; they are advocating pro-choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;So this morning, after my driving test (praise the Lord I paaassed!), I went to join John and Sarah who were already there. Apparently people from the clinic made them leave so they had to move to the bus stop (which was right in front of the clinic anyways, plus it has shade and benches).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;So we had two big signs: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“God Loves You and Your Baby”&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Inside You Is A Miracle of Life”&lt;/span&gt;, we put red tape with the word “LIFE” written in black on our mouths, and we prayed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Then we saw a young girl walking towards the clinic entrance, Sarah immediately torn off her tape (ouch!) and walked to her. This girl found out she was pregnant and wanted an abortion, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; after Sarah talked to her and prayed for her, she decided not to abort her baby and left! HALLELUJAH GOD SAVED A LIFE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; And soon Shin joined us, put on the tape, and held up the sign (she’s amazing, she stood there in the blazing sun for soo long and never sat down! Oh, and she made dozens of awesome flyers for us to pass out!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;As we continued to pray, and I saw a girl wearing a black tank top about to cross the streets (ok, here’s the thing, Johnny has the LIFE tape over his mouth right? And he would spot these people before we do and he would poke one of us and point to that person so we can pray for her XD). I went to her and said, “Hi, I just wanna tell you that God loves you and God bless you. Is there anything I can pray for you about?” She told me to pray for her “problems”, and for her son. I was like wow because she’s my age! Her name is Eennie and her baby son’s name is Ezekiel. Currently Eennie is working but she would like to go back to school again. So I prayed for her, I praised God for the courageous she made to keep the baby, and I blessed this little family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Then we split up to two groups: John and Shin stayed on one side, Sarah and I went across the street. Eennie was there waiting for the bus, so I went up to her again. I told her what we were doing, and asked her how she decided not to abort. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“It was hard,” she said, “When I found out at 17 that I was pregnant, I panicked, I didn’t know what to do, what to think, or even what to feel. I was especially worried about what my mom’s gonna think of me. Abortion was one of my options. But my baby was already 3 months old, he has hands, legs, eyes, everything, and I just couldn’t do it. So I kept the baby, and I’ve never being so happy…he’s so smart, and so cute! And my mom accepted him and took care of him when I go to work. His dad comes once a week to spend time with him, and every time the dad comes to take him away, I would feel so lonely. I loved my son!” Oh God praise You! &lt;/span&gt;I gave her my number and told her to call me anytime to needs encouragement, prayer, or anything. As we talked, another lady walked up to us. Her name was Olivia and she works across from the clinic; she said that she was very encouraged by what we are doing because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she has been praying for the clinic &lt;/span&gt;(Praise God!!). I found out from her that Planned Parenthood came out of no where and hasn’t been there for very long. Lord let Your kingdom fall in this place and end abortion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;We kept praying and waving our signs when all of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sudden Johnny started to preach! &lt;/span&gt;He shouted at the top of his voice, proclaiming God’s love and declaring that all lives are valuable. He told every car that passes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“God loves you, my friend!”&lt;/span&gt;, he shouted about the millions of lives lost, about how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Terrorism can never end, but abortion can!”,&lt;/span&gt; and he even walked to the middle of the intersection during a red light to preach to the cars waiting for the green light!!!! Sarah and I were just like omg and were so encouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Lots of cars honked at us, gave us thumbs ups, a couple people stopped to encourage us, and some gave us the finger, cussed at us, and this one lady shouted at John about how instead of doing this we should be “helping those who really need help, like going to Iraq”….yea, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;strangely, no matter how they opposed us, I didn’t feel discouraged.&lt;/span&gt; Usually I would feel pretty bad when people criticize me, but today, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;even when a man yelled “F*** You!” at me, I didn’t care! It’s like God’s put a protection around me and I just wanted to share His love with them!&lt;/span&gt; Sarah said that she felt that way, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;When Sarah yelled out “God loves you!”, I started yelling too! I wanted to let these people know that God loves them, loves every one He created, and that abortion breaks His heart. Even when John and Sarah left, and it was just Shin and me, I wasn’t scared to preach during red lights, to proclaim the truth about abortion and God’s love. Wow, Go GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Then Jasmine joined us and she passed out a bunch of fliers to people entering and leaving the clinic. Soon Sarah came back, along with her entire crew from UCR: Ruth, Bryan, and Karen. We all prayed, cried out, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and Sarah started preaching &lt;/span&gt;(it was amazing, there was power in her words, and she wasn’t afraid to tell people straight to their faces that abortion is WRONG). The Holy Spirit was moving among us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Then we prayed for an old couple, Stephanie and Porqui. After we prayed for them, Stephanie’s left wrist, which was smashed and broken at many places, stopped hurting! She was like, “…It doesn’t hurt anymore!!” PRAISE THE LORD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Finally we joined hands in prayer. I left with Sarah and her friends, and Jasmine and Shin stayed. It was already 3 in the afternoon, we’ve been there for 4 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;So many other things happened, and my heart is still pounding fast in excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD YOU ARE GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;This is just the beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span 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At Pasadena&apos;s Abortion Clinic'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-4413900705102839581</id><published>2008-03-20T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:53:58.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet The Family ^0^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/R-K5FNQpEcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IRmzy_LV20o/s1600-h/aps1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/R-K5FNQpEcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IRmzy_LV20o/s400/aps1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179906020539437506" border="0" 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type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-parents-xd.html' title='Meet The Family ^0^'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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/_SroYcjmKnrc/R-K5FNQpEcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/IRmzy_LV20o/s72-c/aps1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-5065622851441473119</id><published>2008-03-18T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:18:53.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit To Santa Ana Homeless Shelter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I went with Intervarsity to serve at Santa Ana Homeless Shelter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I prayed about it this morning, "Jesus!! Please show up at the shelter tonight! God what they need the most isn't food, it's love and salvation from You! Jesus let Your Holy Spirit fill up that place! Lord if we just smile and hand them blankets and food, then what's the difference between us and other volunteers? What's the difference if we don't share Your eternal life, Your hope, love, and salvation with Them? God let Your mighty hand move today!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At 4:15pm, I met up with Michael (my small group leader), Natalie (a senior), and Katie (a sophomore). We talked alot on our way there, Natalie shared how Intervarsity helped her to be more personal with God, how her brother went on China mission trips, etc., and I shared Impact's mission statement, my own conviction to evangelize more, what city invasions are, how Jack always tells us that we need to cry out for this generation, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we finally arrived, I saw the group of homeless people with their carts loaded with stuff, their weary faces, and I became nervous. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, this is it God.&lt;/span&gt; I prayed silently. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let this night slip by without miracles, without the outpour of Your love among them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So we signed in and made name tags; on mine I wrote: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi I'm Alice. God Loves You&lt;/span&gt; " with a big smiley face, and I slapped it right on my jacket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our first task was distributing blankets. As the people came in, they get checked and scanned by guards, they show their ID, sign in, get a ticket, and use the ticket to obtain blankets. I smile real big and greeted the people with "Hello sir, hello ma'am, here you go, God bless you!", most of them said thank you and left with the blankets. Some simply snatched the blankets without a word, some complained that the blankets were too tacky, some were angry that there were no towels left (there were only 25 towels for men and 25 towels for women to shower). One man made fun of my name tag, chanting in a sing song voice, "I'm Alice. God loves you, oh I'm so happy", I didn't know how to respond and my partner actually burst out laughing. Ha, real funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then a big African American woman came towards us, her face down cast, with one hand holding on to her right cheek, and one holding out the ticket. I gave her a blanket and asked, "What's wrong? Are you ok?" She replied that her teeth hurts really bad, so I asked whether I could pray for her. She simply said "Yeah let me get settled down first" and walked away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a while I saw her sitting down against the wall on a mat, holding her cheek, her stuff all around her, and her spirited son running around. When there wasn't so many people, I went to her and asked her, "Hey, how are you feeling? Your teeth still hurt?" she said yeah and that she was exhausted, that she didn't sleep for two nights, and that she went to the emergency room last night, but they didn't do anything to treat her, they just gave her some medicine. "Can I pray for you?" I asked again, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God can heal you&lt;/span&gt;. You know, a friend of mine once prayed for a guy without knuckles and the knuckles grew back right on the spot! Another time, a guy with a cast and crutches were prayed for and he got completely healed!" She replied that she believes that God heals and that she's a Christian. So I put my hand on Felicia's (her name) shoulder and commanded the pain to leave, for God's kingdom to come upon her, for God's love and peace to fill her and let her know that He'll provide for her. Then I asked how she felt. She said that it feels better now, but the pain wasn't completely gone. So I prayed for her again, and I asked her did she feel something when I prayed. She said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, I can feel the pain lifting away&lt;/span&gt; both times you prayed for me." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD&lt;/span&gt;!! I offered to pray for her again, but she wanted to get food first. So I went to get food for her and her kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;By now the gym was filled with people. There were families, couples, old man and woman, some nicely dressed, some wearing rags; lots of people were crippled and limped around; there were really young kids, barely ten, running around, laughing, playing. There was a kid named Joey, such a sweet boy, with large eyes and a bright smile; he ran to us and happily announced, "I'm gonna be nine this April!" As I looked at the sea of people, my heart broke and I fought to keep the tears back. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh God, they need You! They need love! They need someone that cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I helped out at the food line, I greeted each person warmly, they all gratefully accepted the food and thanked everyone, some people stared at my name tag and this tall man told me, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God loves you, too&lt;/span&gt; Alice. You know that?" I got to know some people, and they talked about their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After everyone's fed, I wandered to where some people were watching a basketball game on TV. Then I asked this elderly man besides me, "so which team do you like?" The man smiled at me, he had such kind eyes, and we started to chat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;His name was David and he used to play all kinds of sports: basketball, baseball, football, and he won fourth place in a big tournament, then he got sick. "I was diagnosed with lymph node cancer two days before my 50th birthday, what a gift," he chuckled dryly. David was in the final stages and had suffered countless chemo therapies that made him lost his taste buds, made his body age faster, though now he is in remission and feels a lot better. I offered to pray for him and told him that God can heal and shared some testimonies of divine healing. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh I pray&lt;/span&gt;," David replied, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray alot&lt;/span&gt;, I don't kneel down, I don't say it out loud, but I pray" Then he fished out a small, wrinkled piece of paper from his wallet and showed it to me, "I've carried that around for years now". On the piece of paper were Bible verses: "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." (Isaiah41:10)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I read the verses out loud, then David explained how God has helped him, and his eyes welled up with tears. " Can I give you a hug? " I asked, "Sure" David said. So I hugged this fragile man and prayed for him while still holding him, and we said amen together. I told him God is going to heal him, and he said he believes that too. I offered to bring the Intervarsity people over and pray for him, but he really didn't want to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was time to leave, we said goodbye and some people told us to come back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God watch over Felicia and her children, watch over little Joey and his brother, watch over Mario, watch over Peter, watch over Tony, and watch over David.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord thank You for this night! Thank You for opening my eyes to see that there are so many people who needs love, and that I've been so richly blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-5065622851441473119?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/5065622851441473119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=5065622851441473119' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5065622851441473119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5065622851441473119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/visit-to-santa-ana-homeless-shelter.html' title='Visit To Santa Ana Homeless Shelter'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-8962330034336578664</id><published>2008-03-17T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:37:14.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Kingdom is HERE and NOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="bodyContainer"&gt;&lt;div  style="padding-bottom: 20px; text-align: justify; padding-right: 12px;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;After School Fun - Feb 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,geneva;font-size:140;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we heard from Richard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Nate and I had a blast last Thursday (January 24th) after school at the high school. Nate's been going pretty much every week for a while, so I wanted to join in the fun. We like to go and hang out with the kids after school and do prophetic and power evangelism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Last time I went we met a guy who'd been hooked on pain killers because of acute back pain. He'd told us if he stopped taking the pain killers he felt terrible, and his back would hurt too much. So he had to take them every single day, it was basically an addiction. He let us pray for him, and we prayed in Jesus name for his back to be healed, and for the addiction to be broken.  When we met him this time, he told us: "Since you prayed for me 2 weeks ago I haven't taken a single pain killer, and my back is healed!". That was a good start, so we praised God and pressed on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Then we chatted to a group of kids, and started praying for them prophetically. Two were backslidden Christians and one was a wiccan. One of the girls said she had knee pain: Her knee were damaged during a game of baseball a year ago, and the pain was constant ever since. She said the pain was about 5/10. We prayed for her in Jesus name.. But nothing happened, which made some kids laugh. But that's OK.... So we prayed again. This time we felt the presence of God very strongly. She said "that's weird.. it doesn't hurt as much." I asked her if we could pray one more time. This time there was tons of heat on her knee (weird for a cold January day). We commanded the knee to come into alignment with Heaven, and prayed "in Jesus name be healed". Then she flexed her knee: "Oh my gosh... It's totally better. It doesn't hurt at all. Wow!!!" That opened up an amazing opportunity to share Christ with her wiccan friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Next we went and stood near one of the exits to the school. A couple of kids let us prophesy over them, which drew a crowd. Then a guy came out of the school on crutches. He'd sprained his knee and it was swollen. Nate started praying for him. One kid shouted "that's not real", but then the kid on crutches felt his knee: "I'm afraid so guys! It's totally better". He then handed me his crutches, rolled up his trouser leg, and took off his knee bandage: No swelling. Nate told him to jump. He started jumping around outside the school. The kids went nuts. We just kept saying "God is real. Jesus is alive, and he loves healing people. He's the same yesterday, today and forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; That caused a Jewish teenager to come over to us. He said "I am Jewish and I don't believe in Jesus. But I have tendonitis in my elbow, and it really hurts. If you heal my elbow in Jesus' name then I'll believe in him." So Nate lay hands on his elbow and started praying. After a couple of minutes Nate said "Now stretch out your arm". The guy did so... Felt his elbow... Looked at Nate... Then looked back at his elbow.... Then shouted "Ahh!!!!!" And simply ran away down the street. He was pretty shaken up when he realised he was healed. Nate is still hunting for him to make sure he follows up on his promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; There were two other healings that afternoon. Right there in front of the school exit, with kids watching from the school bus windows. Five healings in one hour. Every person we prayed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; The Kingdom of God is here and now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;The above sharing came from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.jesusculture.org/index.php?page=testimonies&amp;amp;tPid=16"&gt;Jesus Culture's testimony page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;, totally recommend everyone to check out the awesome things God is doing right now everywhere in America!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;God let Your presence fall on my campus!! Use me to shine the light! Let the Holy Spirit move and perform signs, wonders, divine healings, and prophecies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-8962330034336578664?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/8962330034336578664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=8962330034336578664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8962330034336578664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8962330034336578664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/his-kingdom-is-here-and-now.html' title='His Kingdom is HERE and NOW!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-1928796846955241475</id><published>2008-03-13T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:07:35.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time To Chill and Be Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight I went to check out a Christian club called Intervarsity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I walked in, there were about 40 people, seated comfortably, listening to a young man sharing about the goodness of God. Shortly after we started to worship; we sang "God of Light", "How Great is Our God", etc. It was awesome, God's glorious presence was so gentle and moving in that little room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then a beautiful lady named Megan started to share about the importance of resting in God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In today's fast paced society, people often work themselves to death from dawn to dusk, and even late at night they refused to sleep and buried themselves in technology. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many Christians are like that too, so why do we refuse to rest from working and simply quiet down before the Lord? Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. We find our identity from our accomplishments (eg., I'm a straight A student, a successful missionary, a wealthy businessman, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. We value our work more than our health (eg., even with a severe headache and high fever, I still force myself to do that extra credit assignment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. We simply don't trust God to provide for us or we are unwilling to give Him the control in our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. We are trying to avoid God for fear of what He'll tell us or reveal to us about ourselves when we listen to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We NEED to rest! Even God rested on the seventh day after creation, who are we to say that we don't need rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God helped His people to take breaks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. In the wilderness, God gave mana (a food from heaven) to the Israelites everyday except the seventh day(cool!). On the sixth day, God would pour down a double amount of mana so His people can rest from collecting the mana on the seventh day(even cooler!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. God commanded us to rest on Sundays, and to use that day to simply fellowship with Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. The Israelites would take a whole year off, not doing any farming, any kind of work, every fifty years. It was called the Year of Jubilee. (Hey...I want that!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we rest, stop the things that we're doing, and be still before God, we would realize that we need God, that we are weak, and that would make us humble (good!). We would also realize that God loves us not for the things we do, but for who we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we are before the Lord, all our identities melt away, we are no longer pastor's kids, worship leaders, etc., instead we are simply God's children, His precious beloved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, God called us to serve, to love people, to be productive, but that's not what makes Him love us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When Jesus got baptized, the Holy Spirit descended upon Him and Father God said, "This is my beloved son, with whom I am well pleased." God told Jesus that He loved Him and is pleased with Him even before Jesus really did anything yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We need to trust in God and rest in Him, He is not a God who tells us "toughen up, will you?!" when we are exhausted; no, He is a God who tells us "Let all who are tired and weary come to me, and they will find rest in me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a really great first meeting, I look forward to the small group gatherings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God is SO Good!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-1928796846955241475?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1928796846955241475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=1928796846955241475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1928796846955241475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1928796846955241475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-to-chill-and-be-still.html' title='Time To Chill and Be Still'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-6529579255216934190</id><published>2008-03-10T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:31:36.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living The Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, here's something I'm gonna try: I'm going to take a verse from the Bible, find out at least five ways of applying it to my life, and apply the verse using a different way every day from Monday to Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the verse of the week is...*drum roll*: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For, 'Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.'" (Romans10:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And for Monday I'm applying this verse in my life by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Calling out to Jesus out loud or in my head whenever I feel temptation, whenever I want to procrastinate, whenever I don't want to do devotion, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So today I woke up starving and I wanted to eat breakfast, but I realized that I needed to spend time with God first and give this day to Him. I was struggling, so I cried out to Jesus for strength and I was able to put God first and food second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At 10:30am I went online to register for Spring Quarter's classes, many classes have been filled already, so I prayed for God to please please let me be able to get into my bio37 class, and I did! Right after I enrolled the class became full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the afternoon, I hurried to turn in my housing contract before class and I saw this girl sitting by herself. She had a cast on one foot and had crutches. My heart pounded as I approached, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I'm in a hurry God! I can't do this now!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I thought, but I called upon the Lord to take away my fear and I went up to her. The girl accepted my prayer and told me that she had surgery on her foot and the doctor says it would take six weeks for it to heal, so I commanded in Jesus' name for it to heal. We don't know if she's healed because her foot is in a cast, but praise the Lord of miracles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow I'll use another way to live out Romans10:13, can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For, 'Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.' &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them?&lt;/span&gt;...As it is written, 'How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!'" (Romans 10: 13~15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's time to shine for Jesus! There are people out there who want to be saved, who want to live differently, who want love, who want to find the purpose in life, but don't know how. So let's bring the good news everywhere we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6529579255216934190?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6529579255216934190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6529579255216934190' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6529579255216934190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6529579255216934190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-word.html' title='Living The Word'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-3957414402300695668</id><published>2008-03-07T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:37:57.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Totally Going To Try This!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/R9EM6SPIY5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_wtwZB-Keic/s1600-h/27leland.600.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/R9EM6SPIY5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_wtwZB-Keic/s320/27leland.600.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174931642292659090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-3957414402300695668?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3957414402300695668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3957414402300695668' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3957414402300695668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3957414402300695668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-totally-going-to-try-this.html' title='I&apos;m Totally Going To Try This!!!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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/_SroYcjmKnrc/R9EM6SPIY5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/_wtwZB-Keic/s72-c/27leland.600.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-3818581012871131561</id><published>2008-03-03T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:36:31.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Encounter!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Saturday morning, I started to pray for the city invasion I was going to do that afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first I was just praying for the invasion, then I started to pray for more people to get saved in general, and then I found myself praying for my uncle's salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All of a sudden, I heard this voice inside of me, it was a man's voice, full of power, passion, and authority:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"...And now I finally realize, that it's the Father's heart that burns our hearts, that it's the Father's fire, that sets us on fire...and by this we know that we are Yours Lord, we are Yours, because it is Your heart that burns our hearts...and I say let the gates of Heaven open up! OPEN UP I say... and let the Father's love fall down...come on, are you ready?!!...it's not about me or you, today...it's about JESUS...and HIS LOVE for the LOST, HIS HEALING for the SICK...so come on Jesus! Let Your fire fall down from Heaven we pray, LET THE FATHER'S LOVE POUR DOWN...!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Those words just came, like someone praying, shouting, declaring inside me...I felt like I'm at a conference, with thousands of people worshiping and shouting out to God, the voice was like someone leading the worship; it sounded like Paul when he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For Christ's love compels us..." (2 Corinthians5:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was also singing songs like Gift of God, Majesty, Your Grace Is Enough,etc, and during intervals, just like during a conference worship, the voice prayed, shouted, declared, and led, I felt like I was one of the cheering, worshiping crowd, but I also felt like I was the one praying and leading the worship. I was dancing and worshiping like crazy, so filled with God's joy and love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've never experienced anything like this! This is so cool! The voice just came out of no where and gave me the words to pray with! God You're AWESOME!! Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then in the afternoon, I went with mom to WholeFood Market, as she shopped, I wandered around and prayed for a lady. I was kind of disappointed that I only prayed for one person, but that doesn't matter, what matters is that God blessed and showed His love to that lady...Thank You LORD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"They will tell of the power of Your awesome works, and I will proclaim Your great deeds. They will celebrate Your abundant goodness and joyfully sing of Your righteousness." (Psalms145:6~7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-3818581012871131561?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3818581012871131561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3818581012871131561' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3818581012871131561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3818581012871131561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/03/cool-encounter.html' title='Cool Encounter!!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-6539419269045559204</id><published>2008-02-28T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:27:19.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Improv For God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you one of the 5 Million + viewers who have checked out the 'Frozen Grand Central Station' You Tube video? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you have seen it, you probably had some of the same reactions as I did. It's both fascinating and freaky weird as you see 200 improv actors simultaneously freeze in place at one of the busiest places on planet earth. They are 'frozen' in mid-step, picking up papers, and all of them have obviously been trained well to stay as motionless as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sure the stunt brought mixed reviews. You could see that some were annoyed (i.e., those with little to no sense of humor) - and others were probably convinced the aliens had finally landed and commenced with their global body snatching plan (i.e., those with way too much free time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Would you ever do something like that? I think I might enjoy being part of a harmless public stunt - except of course in Grand Central Station, where I'm pretty sure you'd get your wallet or purse stolen if you froze for even 5 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seems to me that most people just go about the daily grind with little outside thought until something creative and radical happens. It also seems to me that this is true in a spiritual sense with your friends who don't know Christ as well. Sure, maybe you've had a few 'talks' about God, but after a while it gets in a rut, and you never seem to get beyond a certain point - right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ah - but this video gives me an idea that just might help you in this area. No, freezing in place in a crowded public area is not what I had in mind, but doing something creative and radical for God publicly in front of your friends is one of the best 'rut killers' around. For most people these days, the God talk tends to remain just that...talk...that is until it's backed up with radical action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it's not like this is a new plan or anything. It's actually one of the primary strategies that people in the Bible have used for centuries. Here's a short list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Noah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- built a gihugical boat. How is that radical? Well, since it had probably never rained or flooded before, the entire population of the world thought Noah was one French fry short of a Happy Meal. But aren't you glad he went ahead with his public project? Yep, he saved civilization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joseph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; - dared to tell the Pharaoh of Egypt that he could interpret dreams. If he blew it, he'd be toast inside a few seconds. But he went ahead with the triple dog dare, and - oh yes, saved civilization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daniel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- threw open the shutters of his home and prayed to the God that was despised by the all his neighbors - even though it could bring him the death penalty. And it did. Only instead of death, he gained some new furry friends in the lion's den.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I could go on and on - but do you know who completed the most radical and life changing public act of all time? You guessed it - God Himself. He was so desperate and crazy in love with the people of planet earth that He came down here wrapped in flesh. He lived a perfect public (and private) life, led a miraculous public ministry (can you say feeding 5000 folks from 5 loaves of bread and two sardines?), and of course, He died one of the most cruel - and public- deaths that you could ever imagine. Oh yeah, then He came back from the grave and appeared in public to over 500 people in 40 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talk about a radical and creative way to get people's attention for God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it worked. Now it's your turn. Auction off your iPod to give money to the poor, skip a movie and volunteer at a homeless shelter. Start a public blog that does nothing but investigate the claims of Jesus. Pass out pro-life flyers near an abortion clinic. Use your imagination - but keep it completely motivated by this message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life. (John 3:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Freezing in Grand Central Station is cool - but even cooler would be to do something that caught the attention of people around you and turned it - not to You Tube...but to the God who wants an eternal relationship with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Head: What you need to know about this truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;People who don't have a relationship with God through Jesus Christ need to see radical and creative evidence of vital and authentic Christianity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heart: What you need to feel about this truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Simple question: If you were put on trial for being a Christian, would there be enough physical evidence to convict you? If not - perhaps it's time for a heart check and a lifestyle shift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hands: What you need to do about this truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Write down a few ideas you have about radical and creative ways to show the world that you are a Christian, then get together with your youth leader and youth group to discuss how you could put those ideas into action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;_____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The above article came from www.dare2share.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6539419269045559204?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6539419269045559204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6539419269045559204' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6539419269045559204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6539419269045559204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/02/would-you-improv-for-god.html' title='Would You Improv For God?'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-870071988854197233</id><published>2008-02-27T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T22:23:04.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools For God's Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday afternoon I prayed before I went on campus invasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw a vision of myself tossing fistfuls of heart-shaped seeds into the soil here and there. Then gigantic trees, enormous flowers, and other exotic plants started to sprout from the ground with astonishing speed, turning the barren land into an abundant garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A garden of God's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so I left my dorm and walked towards the main campus. Before I even left the residential area I met my friend Mary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Hey Alice, going to class?" she asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"No...um...just, taking a walk" I answered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Mary decided to come along. I didn't have the courage to tell her I was on a mission to pray for strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;She would think I'm a religious nut, a freak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I thought to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to Starbucks, got drinks, then went on a walk at Mesa Court (a really nice residential place with lots of artsy stuff, picnic areas, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wait, what are you doing Alice? You're suppose to do campus invasion!...Never mind, then at least use this time to share your testimony with Mary! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But in the end, after all the internal struggle, I didn't share anything about Jesus or how He changed my life to Mary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afterwards, exhausted and frustrated, I sat down in my room and remembered what Jaeson Ma said during the Supernatural On Campus Conference:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"The Lord gave me the words, 'Killed In Action'. He killed my reputation, pride, and desire to be respected by Christians on that campus...We have no reputation when we go out to evangelize, we are fools for God's kingdom!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord please forgive my pride, once again I forgot that I was supposed to carry my cross and follow You at all costs (even if it meant having Mary think I'm weird or being rejected by strangers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love means giving without holding back!&lt;/span&gt; Jesus Your love was so strong that no amount of suffering could stop You! Lord please help me to love like You do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have got to realize that it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to be persecuted and hated by all men if I were to share the gospel. I'm not even hated and already I'm scared. Jesus You loved, You healed, You taught, You saved, You gave Your all! God help me to follow You to the end, help me to be bold in loving Your people and telling them about Your Son, Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I will search for the lost and bring back the strays. I will bind up the injured and strengthen the weak..." (Ezekiel 34: 16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-870071988854197233?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/870071988854197233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=870071988854197233' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/870071988854197233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/870071988854197233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/02/fools-for-gods-kingdom.html' title='Fools For God&apos;s Kingdom'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-1955742541610099756</id><published>2008-02-25T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T19:16:00.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ALL ABOUT HIS LOVE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After writing class I went back to my dorm and started to pray for my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The small room was stuffy and my stomach was growling, but once I opened my mouth to praise Him, everything else melted away and it was just me and God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I paced back and forth, I saw the scripture I posted on my wall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;He saw the crowds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, He had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;compassion on them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, because they were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;harassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sheep without a shepherd&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;(Matthew9:35~36)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my heart started pounding; I mean, the Almighty came down Himself to heal His people and tell them of the good news. Jesus was filled with love and compassion when He looked at His people; His heart was moved when He saw how harassed and helpless His beloved children were!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord please let me see what You see and feel what You feel! Fill me with Your compassion, that I'll have the boldness to pray for strangers, to release Your power of healing, of signs and wonders in my school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...God, it's ALL ABOUT YOUR LOVE!...Jesus, it's ALL ABOUT YOUR LOVE for Your children!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...Lord let Your love flow in this place, let Your love sweep across the whole campus that the roots of darkness, the roots of spiritual strongholds will be dug out and burnt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We need Your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; God! We need Your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Jesus! Lord let me be a channel of love, that I'll love Your people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is time to start a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Love Movement&lt;/span&gt;, in our schools, workplaces, and families! Because it is not about us, but ALL ABOUT HIS LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-1955742541610099756?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1955742541610099756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=1955742541610099756' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1955742541610099756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1955742541610099756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-all-about-his-love.html' title='It&apos;s ALL ABOUT HIS LOVE!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-3199013936907005377</id><published>2008-02-11T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T21:23:20.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is God Cruel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I read Joshuah 6~10, I was shocked by all the bloody and violent wars, the way Joshuah slaughtered the people young and old, stoned a sinner along with his wife and children to death, hung the dead bodies of the kings he killed, etc. It was scary, cruel, and disturbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"How could You be so cruel Lord? You don't even spare the widowed, the elderly, or the young. Why should that sinner's innocent children and wife suffer such a torturous death? If that's what people who disobey You deserve, then no one on this earth can escape Your wrath. Would You have slaughtered me as well for my sins?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first I thought it was so wrong and savage and @#@$% for God to just kill and kill in the Old Testament, but then I remembered that God is the One who gave life, and He has every right to take it away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I realized just how patient and merciful God has been with the world today. I mean, in the Old Testament, people get killed for the "smallest" sins. Yet right now the earth is covered with sins: child prostitution, abortion, idol worship, and things that should have caused God to wipe out the entire human race. The Old Testament showed me just how horrid and unacceptable sin is to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord You are just and right in all You do, I praise You for Jesus Christ, for Your mercy, Your grace, and Your salvation. Lord bless America, have mercy on this nation, and turn her around from sin. Jesus may You use Your people to shine the light of Christ's love onto America, and to bring more souls to salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Pastor Kong Hee said, "How do we push back the darkness? By taking cities for God; whenever one soul gets saved, that city gets a little brighter". Lord I pray that Your love will chase away the darkness one soul at a time, one city at a time, one region at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." (John12:46)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-3199013936907005377?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3199013936907005377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3199013936907005377' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3199013936907005377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3199013936907005377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/02/is-god-cruel.html' title='Is God Cruel?'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-3302096973749198148</id><published>2008-02-03T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:58:06.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson For A Control Freak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ha ha! I am BACK! I haven't blogged for almost TWO months, bad Alice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But God is good (changing the subject), and here's what's been going on:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Lord has been shaping me, renewing me, and teaching me. He taught me that I had been self-centered in the past, always praying for what I want and not what He wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to be mature, I want to love more, I want to have the strength to go on, I want to be more diligent, I want to be closer to You, I want to feel Your love, I want to ace that midterm, I want my Dad to be saved...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me, me, me, me, me, it was all about my desires. I was unwilling to listen to God, unwilling to let Him be the Lord in my life. I mean praying about those things are good, but my prayers lacked a very important thing: listening to Jesus. I wanted to control my own life instead of letting God take control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Lord reminded me to once again pray for His guidance, for His will, for His plans for me and to listen to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have sort of treated Jesus like a genie, whom I can pray to for my wishes to come true. It's time to stop all that nonsense and to let Jesus be the Lord in my life again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Father what do You want to do in my life this year? What do you want to do in my school? What do you want me to do in Impact, in seven eleven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Jesus, for being such a good leader of air-head followers like me! God You are good! You are always GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me. You right hand will hold me fast." (Psalms139: 9~10)&lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-3302096973749198148?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3302096973749198148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3302096973749198148' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3302096973749198148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3302096973749198148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2008/02/lesson-for-control-freak.html' title='A Lesson For A Control Freak'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-3237526402102545734</id><published>2007-12-09T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T00:20:56.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;GOOD LUCK ON FINALS GUYS!! YOU CAN DO IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, today's worship was just heavenly! I feel like I haven't worshiped so freely for a while and this afternoon the Holy Spirit just made my heart burn for God. Lord I can sing of Your love forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pastor David's sharing completely blew me away. I had been praying to God to tell me what my calling is and to help me live a disciplined and purpose-driven life, so today's message on goals and Pastor David's prayer gave me God's answer. Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Importance of goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goals determine our attitude. Attitude determines our sense of joy. That sense of joy determines our sense of purpose. Many people in this world live like football athletes running around and hitting each other aimlessly. We need to set goals to know where to run! We need to set our end zones right so nothing in this world will be able to shake us. We won't be drown by this world because God has shown us the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Two end zones that we will/must go after for the rest of our lives if we love Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.First End Zone: Build Up God's Kingdom: We need to prepare for the harvest by building God's system so people will see His light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Billions Will Be Saved: In Revelation7:9~15, John saw countless people before God's throne. These people were all saved during the Tribulation. City after city will surrender to God in a matter of days as nation after nation will turn to Him before Christ returns. If ten billion will be saved in seven years that means three millions will accept God as their personal savior every day!! This is incredible! I'm so excited! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;The Need For A "God System": Yet the Tribulation is also a time of great darkness; the anti-Christ will take over and rule this earth with one government. To counter that, the people of God needs to start building a global system of refuge that will offer a way out of the anti-Christ' network. Billions don't get saved because big churches are build or holy preachers are raised; they will get saved if we would build up God's network on earth. We are called to be the light of the world and the salt of the earth. We need to establish a system not of this world but of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;Building His Kingdom Now: A kingdom is made of government, education, and economy. It takes a lot of money to build a kingdom, but God desires many of us to have the wealth of Babylon to build up the system. God will use us as key people to turn kings' hearts to God's kingdom. That's why we need to study hard in school so in the future we can connect with CEO's of global companies that dominate the world. We need God's people to rise up in every area: in the government, in the education system, and in the economy. God will use the world's system to equip us, and we need to do all we can to learn so we can invest into God's kingdom. This is not the time to slack off, this is a time to work hard. We need to excel above our peers because we are going to build a system not of this world. There is a calling to take leadership and build up God's network, a network built for the sake of saving souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Second End Zone: Jesus' Millennium: Everything we do today needs to be built into the Kingdom of light and last forever into eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;There will be a flood that washes everything away when Christ returns. When the flood comes everything will perish, but the system we built in this world for God will stand. Everything we do will stand strong so when Christ comes, He will not destroy it, and will build His millennium kingdom on it. That's what it means to build for the eternal kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is time for us to shift our reliance on the systems of this world to the kingdom of God, because the world will soon come under Satan's control. If we build our confidence on the world, we are building our houses on sand. We need to build our house on Jesus, the Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's run toward these two end zones and follow Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-3237526402102545734?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3237526402102545734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3237526402102545734' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3237526402102545734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3237526402102545734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-service_09.html' title='Sunday Service'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-5540293629608761675</id><published>2007-12-04T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T16:22:54.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS TOO FUNNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hahaha, o man, I had to share this with y'all. Tarah, my STI prayer group leader, kept in touch with us through email, and here's one of them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;These are HILARIOUS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;They're Back! Those wonderful Church Bulletins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-ZA" style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;These sentences actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; The Fasting &amp;amp; Prayer Conference includes meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; The sermon this morning: "Jesus Walks on the Water."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; The sermon tonight: "Searching for Jesus."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Miss Charlene Mason sang "I will not come this way again," giving obvious pleasure to many in the congregation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Next Thursday there will be try outs for the choir. They need all the help they can get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall.  Music will follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be "What is Hell?" Come early and listen to our choir practice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may beseen in the basement on Friday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;This evening at 7 PM  there will be a hymn singing in the park across from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the congregation would end him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church.  Please use large double door at the side entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt; Pastor Updyke unveiled the church's new tithing campaign slogan  last Sunday with the  slogan: "I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;blockquote style="margin-top: 5pt; margin-bottom: 5pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-5540293629608761675?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/5540293629608761675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=5540293629608761675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5540293629608761675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5540293629608761675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-too-funny.html' title='THIS IS TOO FUNNY'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-4644424386337894673</id><published>2007-12-02T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:42:51.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had some awesome testimonies today; Sarah led a friend to Christ through msn, John and several other Supernatural On Campus comrades encountered the Holy Spirit through wholehearted worship, and Amy took a leap of faith out of her comfort zone to pray for a waiter at Shakey's Pizza! I'm so encouraged by what John did at UCSD, I want to gather with other sisters and brothers in Christ in UCI as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHALLENGE OF THE WEEK (got it from Saturday's ministry meeting): 515. Meet 5 new friends this week and get their information. Share the gospel to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 1 of the new friends. Stay in contact through whatever means (texting, emailing, calling, mailing an Impact postcard, and instant messaging) with the 5 new friends. Wow, this is what I call living a focused life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Jack's topic is: "God is Our Foundation"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He Commanded us to GO: In Acts 21, the disciples traveled to different places. These Christ followers believe that everywhere they go, there are nonbelievers who need Jesus' salvation. The disciples' mission was simply to spread the gospel. God will do miracles through us, but only when we are willing to stand up and go. In Matthew28:19, Jesus gave His people the great commission; He didn't say, "stay and study my Word first," Jesus told them to "Go! Go out there and make disciples of all nations!" It is time to reap the harvest for God's kingdom, and we cannot afford to waste anymore time waiting until we are "ready" to do God's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Paul Declared That God Is His Foundation: So anyway, Paul wanted to go to Jerusalem, but all the disciples pleaded with him not to go. There are many people persecuting and attempting to kill the apostle.  A prophet also urged Paul not to go to Jerusalem, yet Paul answered, "Why are you weeping and breaking my heart? I am ready not only to be bound, but also to die in Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus."(v.13) Paul was eager for His Lord to be known and he had already given everything up for God long ago. Paul is declaring, "My God is good! I build my faith upon the rock, the Lord is my foundation!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Worshiping Him In The Wilderness: The name of our God is Foundation. In Isaiah28:16, God built the cornerstones on Zion. God loved that place so much because David worshiped Him there constantly. Though Zion is a deserted place, the Lord called it His dwelling place. Where is our Zion? God wants to meet us in our spiritual wilderness. The wilderness is God's invitation to us to encounter Him in the most intimate way. When we are most weak we'll hunger after the Lord more and God will respond to our cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God Is Smiling At Us: When we are dry in the spirit, when we are feeling hopeless, when depression is overwhelming us, God is there, shining His smile at us and trying to cheer us up. Such tender love! Imagine the Creator of heaven and earth, the Almighty God, the Holy One, kneeling down besides His fallen child and doing everything to let His beloved know that everything will be alright, that He will make the pain go away, and that He will never abandon the child. In Psalm42, the psalmist cries out to God in his distress and marvels at how kind the Lord's countenance is. When we fail in life, when others criticize us, when everything seems to be falling apart, we can turn to God, and find Him smiling down at us, comforting and encouraging us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A Pastor's Dream: In heaven, the servants of God lined up and offered their sacrifices to God with their faces down. The Lord went from one servant to another, carrying a torch in His hand and setting each offering on fire. Some offerings got burnt to ashes completely, some only partly, and those servants wept with sorrow. When the Lord approached the pastor, he woke up from his dream, terrified. What kind of foundation are we building for our lives? Will it withstand the test in the end? Our lives need to be based on Jesus Christ, the foundation God laid down for us, or else we will be like fools building houses on sand, and when a tsunami comes the house will immediately crumble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But as always, Jack "saved" the best for the last (we love you Jack!), here are his main points:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Foundation Provides Security: Jesus is our security. His insurance policy is forever free, forever guaranteed, and has the best service! God wants us to live a worry-free life. Worry is actually a sin because when we worry we are not trusting in God. The church in Redding proclaimed that Redding is a cancer-free city because in God's kingdom there is no illness! Let's proclaim that the cities we live in are worry-free zones! Long Beach, Bakersfield, Riverside, San Gabriel, Pasadena, Irvine, and San Diego are worry-free zones in the name of Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Foundation Brings Hope: God's unfailing love brings us hope. His love is patient, it endures, and it suffers long. God brings us new hope daily. He doesn't toss us a second hand or used hope, He always gives us brand new hope! We have hope in God, that whatever we build upon our foundation in Christ will stand firm to the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Foundation Never Fails: the world will fade away, but God's Word will remain. In Isaiah54:10~11, God declared that His unfailing love will never be shaken, and that He will build us with sapphire and stones of turquoise. Sapphire symbolizes love and longing! The Lord longs for us with great affection. Stones of turquoise stand for friendship and consistency in relationship. Wow, the King of all kings and Lord of all lords calls us His beloved friend! This is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God I want to build my life on this rock instead of sand, Lord be the fire in me, be the purpose of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-4644424386337894673?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/4644424386337894673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=4644424386337894673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4644424386337894673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4644424386337894673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-service.html' title='Sunday Service'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-6639226913162497504</id><published>2007-11-30T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:15:13.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God I love You, You're so beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I loved the rain today, it's so cool and refreshing. As I walked to class, I saw how the trees and flowers are flourishing in the shower, and I could hear all creations singing praises to our God. Jesus, thank You for Your beautiful creations, thank You for Your abundant love, thank You for Your goodness, thank You for Your grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before I went into the classroom, a lady gave me a tiny brochure. "The Evidence of God"  the title read, and my heart bounded a little faster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alright, people are spreading the gospel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought. Sadly, the girl walking ahead of me took one glance at the brochure and tossed it into the trashcan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The brochure tells of the story of how a former atheist come to encounter God. Lee was a strong believer in Evolution and rejected Creationism completely, yet after a mass amount of research, Lee found Evolution not only lacking much evidence but quite unreasonable as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord I pray for Your truth to be know on my campus, let more people's hearts be changed and turn to You! Reach Your hand into this school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6639226913162497504?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6639226913162497504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6639226913162497504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6639226913162497504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6639226913162497504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/beautiful-day.html' title='A Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-7412375924699364354</id><published>2007-11-27T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T20:01:26.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Fire Fall Down On My Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isabel, my hallmate, actually invited me to a Bible study group!! A friend from Orchestra (Isabel plays the cello) brought her there. "I'm not really believing yet," she said, "but I'm curious. So how did you come to believe in God?" I shared with her about how I got saved three years ago and how God's love has been transforming me and others around me. I am so excited for her! At the same time I feel ashamed; I haven't been praying for her or trying to win her for the Lord, and she turned out to be the one asking me to a Bible study group! God You are GOOD! Help me to lead her to You. Unfortunately Bible study seemed to be canceled this week, hope we can go together next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I prayed for Cindy, Isabel's roommate, who has been very very sick this week. She didn't stop coughing after I prayed for her, but I know God is healing her. Our God is a God who heals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus I love You, please give me a compassionate heart for the lost, and use me to bring Your people to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"For no matter how many promises God has made, they are 'Yes' in Christ. And so through Him the 'Amen' is spoken by us to the glory of God. Now it is God who makes both us and you stand firm in Christ. He anoints us, set His seal of ownership on us, and put His Spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come." (2 Corinthians 1:20~23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=cff1c97a74e03e15f43e" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="godtube" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="370" width="430"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-7412375924699364354?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/7412375924699364354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=7412375924699364354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7412375924699364354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7412375924699364354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-fire-fall-down-on-my-campus.html' title='Let Fire Fall Down On My Campus'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-6746602546017141183</id><published>2007-11-26T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:12:56.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Am I Ugly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had always wanted to be skinny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would look at others around me and envy. There were periods of time when I wanted to be skinny so bad that I was willing to do anything to lose weight. During the Thanksgiving break, that desire exploded in me. I limited myself to eating only main meals (my mom will kill me if I don't eat) and vowed that I'll starve myself once I return to school. I hated my fat body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night I felt overwhelmed by loneliness and self-condemnation. I came before God. I struggled as I told my Lord about the countless times I've looked in the mirror and said,"You are so ugly with your small eyes, stupid glasses, pimples, and fat body!", about how I was so jealous of those pretty girls with their perfect bodies, and about how I wanted to starve myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"God!" I cried out, "Help me! I am sinning against You with my rebellious heart! God I need You! I'm losing it! I want to have a healthy self-image, I want to look at myself the way You do, I want to believe that I am beautiful in Your eyes, but I just can't! I can't! Lord help me to surrender my all to You once again..." I was sobbing, I felt so ugly, so hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I heard Him, clear as if He was right there with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I am your Shepherd, I am your Father, you belong to me, I'll take care of you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Immediately I felt a wave of peace washing over me, calming the storm inside of me. I felt His hand lifting the burden from my heart. I felt Him pouring new strength into me. My Heavenly Father was holding me in His loving arms, telling me over and over again that I was His own and that He'll take care of me. Tears streamed down my face as I feel my heart being healed by God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This isn't going to be easy. It will take time. But my Lord will be there helping me to recover a healthy self-image, He will be there guiding me on the right path. God has given me the strength to choose eating healthy and exercising regularly instead of starving myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God I pray for everyone who feels ugly and worthless. I pray for those who feel they are too fat, too skinny, too tall, or too short. God please fill them with Your love. Lord, in this society that constantly distort our perception of beauty, it is so hard to feel beautiful and valuable. It is so hurtful. Jesus please help us, help us to know that You see beyond our physical appearances, that You treasure us simply because we are Yours. God please heal those suffering from eating disorders, depression, and drug addiction. Lord free the prisoners! God Your grace is strong enough! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus thank You, thank You for giving me hope, faith, and new strength. Abba Father I love You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Praise be to the Lord, to God our Savior, who daily bears our burdens. Our God is a God who saves; from the Sovereign LORD comes escape from death." (Psalms68:19~20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now I'm going to go eat some fruit :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Your beauty...should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight." (1Peter3:3~4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6746602546017141183?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6746602546017141183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6746602546017141183' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6746602546017141183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6746602546017141183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/lord-am-i-ugly.html' title='Lord Am I Ugly?'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-4117058972432749609</id><published>2007-11-25T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:02:26.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey! Wasn't today's worship beautiful? It touched my heart so much; I was reminded to thank Jesus for all His love and grace. Thank You Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Jack reminded us again that the Holy Spirit is still writing the book of Acts even now: how Sarah prayed for the sick at Rite Aid, how Stephanie heard God telling her about the science building, how Eric encountered the Lord in his morning jog, how Jasmine and Monay testified for God at UCLA...will all be eagerly recorded down by the Holy Spirit. We need to put our antenna up and constantly listen to what God has to say to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Joke of the Week: Paul was teaching on the third floor of a building, and a young man sitting by the window dozed off (perhaps he partied too hard last night). The sleepyhead fell out of the window and plunged to his death. Paul immediately ran down and God raised the man from death (cool! they didn't even need to dial 911!)--Acts 20: 7~12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moral of the Story: Don't fall asleep when your pastor is preaching, you never what will happen to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This hilarious but true story also shows us what our generation is like: sleeping and being killed off one by one by the enemy. We will see more and more signs and wonders toward the end of times. The devil will do everything in his power to corrupt this generation; he is raising up an army. What are we going to do about it? We are either on God's side or on Satan's side, there is no middle ground. Either we have oil in our lamp or we don't. It's a yes or no. We must develop a close relationship with God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Jack saved the best for last, his topic for today is actually about criticism. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How To Overcome Criticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Know that our God is Jehovah Tsidkenu, God is our righteousness. When others criticize or misunderstand us, we need to turn to God, who will take our cases and carry out justice for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Know that it is more blessed to give than to receive (Acts 20:35). When people stab us in the back with cruel remarks, we can forgive instead of take revenge by stabbing  back. We can demonstrate God's love by blessing those who mistreat us. Rather than punching the light out of your friend when she laughs at your bad haircut, forgive and compliment her haircut; rather than shouting at your dad when he criticizes your "inappropriate" outfit for the hundredth time,  think about how he made that remark out of love and thank him for his concern; rather than ambushing the king Saul in your life, put everything in God's hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Rejoice in our Heavenly Father's love for us. God doesn't tell us to shut up when we cry. He grieves with us when we are hurt by other people's criticisms. Jesus comforts and tries to cheer us up when we cry. Remember this image: a father trying to ease his child's pain by tickling him, that is our loving God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Overcoming criticism also requires humility. Paul has been persecuted and criticized everywhere he went, yet he never gave up. How did he do it? Here's Paul's secret: "I serve the Lord with great humility and with tears..." (Acts 20:19). Great humility doesn't mean great sense of worthlessness. It comes from knowing who God is and who you are to Him. To be humble is to glorify God in everything you do; humility is the attitude you have when you respond to God's love and greatness. Paul knew that God is faithful and that he is a beloved child to Him, so people's criticisms couldn't bring him down. Moreover, when Paul said that he served the Lord with tears, he didn't mean tears of self-pity. Paul didn't cry for the trials and persecutions, he cried for the lost; he knew God's heart's desires. Our tears shouldn't be wasted on people's criticisms, we should lend our tears for God's heart to save the lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God is so good! I learned a lot today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us." (Romans5:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-4117058972432749609?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/4117058972432749609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=4117058972432749609' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4117058972432749609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4117058972432749609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-service_25.html' title='Sunday Service'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-2091052931313875289</id><published>2007-11-21T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:57:38.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanks Giving!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Besides from the awesome four-day break, this holiday should also be about blessing others with what we have. Other than studying and having fun, what else can I do? Well, a lot! I will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Grab this chance to share God's love with family members through actions instead of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Help out preparing dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Talk to relatives after dinner instead of just chilling with cousins or watching TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Help clean up the tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Hug my relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Write to my family at Taiwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Give a donation to International Christian Concerns to help those persecuted for their faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Thank my God for who He is and what He has done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, since Thanksgiving is also about giving thanks to those around me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Annie: For all your prayers and the time you invested in me, for listening to my endless venting, for every single hug, for buying me that gift from VS (I donno if you remember, it was two years ago, you bought it as a reward for me getting into AP English), for dreaming for me, for making me feel like I'm beautiful and valuable, for all your advices and encouragements, and for getting me through depression. Annie your love helped me to accept God's love; you've helped me grow and mature into a woman in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Amy: for all those times you told me that I'm the best sister in the world (next to Sala), for teaching me how to love with patience, for encouraging me with your pure heart of worship, for every letter (folded into airplanes) of apology you gave me after our fight when we were little (even when it was clearly my fault and I should have been the one apologizing), for teaching me humility, for that absolutely delicious cake you baked for my 18 birthday, and for being the cutest little sister in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Eric: for making me feel welcomed when I first went to Impact, for your friendship, for your commitment to God, and for the genuine way you treat friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You George: for your awesome sense of humor, for loving everyone around you, for being a faithful brother in Christ, and for encouraging others with your testimonies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Jack: for loving me even when I'm being difficult, for your patient guidance, for giving me a father figure to follow, for hugging me that Christmas party, for bandaging my deepest wounds, for replying all of my crazy long emails with such caring detail, for helping me build a healthy self-image, for leading me to Christ, for interceding for me, for challenging me to grow, for equipping me to overcome strongholds...man, I can't type anymore, I'm crying too much, thank you for being my shepherd and guiding me on my walk with Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Jennifer: for enduring three whole weeks of living with me at Kansas (haha), for encouraging me that time at the hotel when I was feeling like a loser, for being so real and genuine in loving, for praying for me at church the other day (I was crying and you prayed for God's protection over me, a lady prayed for my protection again at GodChick), for strengthening my faith with yours, for giving me the honor of being your comrade and sister in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Jasmine: for hugging me almost every time we meet, for being so open, for letting me take part in turning one of your beautiful poems into a song, for lending me those DVDs, for practicing the drama with me in the parking lot (haha, remember? it was just us), for inviting me to sleep over (even though we didn't get to do it), and for being a true, good friend. I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You J: for teaching me the chicken dance (haha, thanks to you, our skit had a great ending), for encouraging me with your diligent lifestyle, and for your wholehearted worship to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Joshuah: for saying "good job Alice" so many times I've lost count, for being a loving and supportive brother in Christ, for the way you humbly serve those around you, and for setting an example for all of us by sharing the gospel with your co-workers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You MQ: for lighting that spark in me with your passion for God, for giving me my first professional haircut (if it weren't for you, my hair would still have the same style I was born with), for giving me my second professional haircut (I guess bangs don't work for me), and for your kindness and encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Monay: for showing me what being genuine to others mean, for bringing joy and laughter wherever you go, for encouraging me with how patiently you answered the girl's tough and endless questions at Supernatural on Campus, for blessing me with your love for Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You May: for being my spiritual partner, for keeping me accountable all those times, for memorizing Bible verses with me, for letting me go to your house that time I didn't feel like going home, for praying with me at AHS all those lunch times, for saving me from the afternoon heat by giving me rides home, for taking me to church countless sundays, for always being so honest with me, for staying by my side during my depression, and for keeping me going hard after Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Priscilla: for being such a fun friend to be with, for sharing what you experienced at STI in detail to me, for trusting in God no matter what, and for your heart of serving others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Sarah: for praying for me when I was still a Jehovah's Witness, for bringing me to Impact, for leading me to Jesus, for being such a loving and caring sister, for buying that ipod for me, for arranging that surprise party for my sweet 16, for cheering me up countless times when I'm angry, for giving me so many chances to shape my talents (letting me help preparing summer camp..etc.), for believing in me, for treating me to meals, for taking me to so many places with you, for sharing your life with me, and for setting an example for me.  I seriously don't know what kind of person I would be if  it weren't for you, always, always being there for me,  guiding me along the way. Thank you sarah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Stephanie: for your warm friendship, for giving me a ride so many times during our summer camp preparation, for being so caring when I was feeling down because of my roommate, for giving me words of encouragement, and for calling me "girlie" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Stacey: for forgiving my attitude,  for being an awesome sister in Christ, for always coming before God with such a pure heart, and for caring for the people around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Tiffany: for being my fantastically wonderfully crazy good partner! for being one of the few people I can pour my heart out to, for your love and support, for all those laughters, for encouraging me to never ever give up on God, for being such a prayer warrior, for that beautiful card and gift you gave me for my birthday, for sharing what's on your mind with me, for helping me translate that long letter to my dad, for encouraging me with all those great testimonies, for chatting on the phone with me, and for this great friendship we have with each other. You are so awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-2091052931313875289?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2091052931313875289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=2091052931313875289' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2091052931313875289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2091052931313875289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanks-giving.html' title='Happy Thanks Giving!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-6588509010872416401</id><published>2007-11-20T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:31:49.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Discipline!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;YAY! Today I'm a good girl! Thank You Lord, for helping me discipline myself, God You've brought hope into my life and helped me to get organized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I got up early and didn't miss Psychology lecture, then I ate breakfast, and did devotion. Today I read Psalms 63 and boy, I think I just found my favorite chapter of Psalms:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"O God, You are my God, earnestly I seek You, my soul thirsts for You, my body longs for You, in a dry and weary land where there is no water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have seen You in the sanctuary and beheld You power and Your glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because Your love is better than life, my lips will glorify You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will praise You as long as I live, and in Your name I will lift up my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My soul will be satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; On my bed I remember You; I think of You through the watches of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because You are my help, I sing in the shadow of Your wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; My soul clings to You; Your right hand upholds me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Psalms63:1~8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;God helped me to lift my head up, abandon all my worries, trust in Him, and run with Him. In my weakness I enjoyed His presence and hungered after knowing Him even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afterwards I took a shower, went to math discussion class, ate lunch, and did devotion. Man, this time God impacted me so strongly during worship that my heart just seemed to explode with joy and desire for my Savior! I felt all the pressure, stress, and burden leave me as I sang "You're always good, You're always good". The Lord strengthened me through worship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I called Cindy, and together we went to study. I've finally found a study buddy, now I have someone to keep me accountable so I won't procrastinate. Cindy taught me alot of interesting study strategies, and I was actually able to get biology now. Praise God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At 4:30pm I left for my health leaders class. Today we talked about the use of tobacco on campus. There's this thing called hooka, it's like a big pot with a long tube to smoke from; people would gather around the hooka and pass the tube around. It's very addicting and worse than smoking cigarettes. Many people are using the hooka with friends on a regular basis, even the people in my health class. Yet at the end, what was the speaker's suggestion? "Well, I'm not telling you not to smoke hooka, but here's a way to prevent disease transmission when you are smoking hooka: bring your own mouthpiece, I think they are selling them at the hooka bars as well." I just gaped at her. Unbelievable! That's how you do health education? Teaching them the "safe" way to smoke? When I got back to my dorm I started praying for my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear God, let Your power shake this campus, wash it clean of sexual immoralities and drug addictions! God I repent for the sins of my fellow students, have mercy and come down in Your power! Remind me daily to cry out for this campus, God save Your children from the enemy's traps! It is absolutely heartbreaking how people are trashing their bodies and being chained to addictions. Lord let Your light shine in this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now it's time for more studying! No more procrastinating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6588509010872416401?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6588509010872416401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6588509010872416401' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6588509010872416401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6588509010872416401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-discipline.html' title='I Need Discipline!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-8127239724932664832</id><published>2007-11-19T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:01:46.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Jesus I feel so depressed...I think I'm failing both math and biology. I don't want to fail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;class! It would mean that I've wasted a whole quarter's time away plus lots of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord I feel so bad; I've been ditching classes (I can't count how many times I've overslept and missed my morning classes) and procrastinating. What am I doing? You've given me such grace to go to college and this is how I show my gratitude? I'm scared, finals are less than a month away...God I don't want to waste anymore precious time away, help me to live a focused and purpose-driven life! Help me to live with wisdom and obedience to Your commandments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God change my attitude, fill me with Your Spirit, and guide me to follow You. Help me to spend more time with people in school; how can I share the gospel and love people (the second greatest commandment) if I refuse to get out of my shell and comfort zone? Jesus You are good, forgive my sins, open my eyes to see Your glory, open my ears to hear Your voice. God I  need You. Wake me up from my slumber and remind me that I am a soldier in war. God please be my strength and help me to fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"So, if you think you are standing firm, be careful that you don't fall!" (1 Corinthians10:12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-8127239724932664832?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/8127239724932664832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=8127239724932664832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8127239724932664832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8127239724932664832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-week.html' title='A New Week'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-7279204256705316112</id><published>2007-11-18T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:01:08.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually updated Saturday and Sunday's entries on Monday. I never get anytime to blog during the weekends, so I always do it when I get back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was supposed to give a teaching on ch.3 of "Passion for Jesus" by Mike Bickle. I was so nervous and really wanted someone to pray for me. I didn't say anything to Sarah, but when we prayed for today's worship, she prayed for me. Then she led everyone to pray for me again after worship. Then Jennifer prayed for me when she prayed for today's offering. All those prayers reminded me that I wasn't supposed to rely on my "eloquence" or human wisdom; I was merely a vessel for the magnificent Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During worship, I looked at the people around me and felt God's intense love for them; oh how beautiful they are, how lovely their voices are! The Lord is completely rejoiced over them; He is so pleased by His beloved children! God's passionate love overwhelmed me and I started to cry; His love is so gentle, so good. We are all so blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the teaching, Jack talked about Acts 19. The disciples, led by Paul, was causing a riot in that city. People were burning their idols and the businessmen were running out of business. Furious, they went to the court. Jack reminded us that, as Christians, we should cause chaos wherever we go! Paul brought many to Christ in that city, and people turned away from sorcery. Sorcery doesn't just mean witchcraft, it also means addiction. So if we are addicted to something then we are practicing sorcery and idolatry! Wow, I've never thought of it in that sense. Our idols could be anything: shopping, watching TV, playing video games, even writing blogs! If we are spending more time in a day blogging than spending time with God. We have a problem. We need to turn away from whatever idols we may be worshiping now and back to the One who created us. Isaiah 64 said that we are the clay, what God made. He wants to shape us into beautiful vessels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's Jack's challenge of the week: pray this prayer "God You're my Potter, mold me and shape me" everyday, God loves that! When we ask Him that, He'll most certainly answer, and "interesting" things will start happening in our lives. As God shapes us, we'll come to realize many of our faults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That night after Mom drove me back to Irvine (I missed the Hillsong concert, again!!), I began my night devotion. During prayer the Lord taught me to humble before Him and allow Him to shape me. Oh Jesus You are good! All I am is a weak soul completely blessed by You and dependent on Your grace! I will thrive in my weakness, for in my weaknesses Your power is shown. Lord let me decrease while You increase; let me go lower while You continue being lifted higher. Shine in my life Lord! Shape me and mold me, for You are my Potter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Give us aid against the enemy, for the help of man is worthless. With God we will gain the victory, and He will trample down our enemies." (Psalms60:11~12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-7279204256705316112?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/7279204256705316112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=7279204256705316112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7279204256705316112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7279204256705316112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-service_18.html' title='Sunday Service'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-3992625333657410046</id><published>2007-11-17T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:00:27.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7-11 Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was such a fun night! In the afternoon (I really like the new time for our cell group) I drove Amy, Jasmine, Monay, and myself to Jack&amp;amp;Annie's place. I was a terrible driver and made all of us late (sorry guys!) thank You Lord for protecting us on our way there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, during 7-11 we talked about Jennifer's awesome dream, Stephanie's new friends at Long Beach, and Jasmine&amp;amp;Monay's song. That song was so moving, and it was amazing how God led Jasmine to introduce that song at exactly the time Wave decided to have a candle-lighting opening at the party! The song was about lighting the darkness with candles, a perfect match for the opening; coincidence? I think NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then Annie had us discuss what we should do when an "oddball" (for example, a girl who dresses a little too revealing) joins Impact. Annie taught us that we shouldn't treat such a person with a criticizing heart; we should be sensitive, caring, and tending to the person's needs. Sometimes, we don't necessarily have to "preach" to the person; all we need to do is to be her friend and continue to intercede for her. That discussion made me realize how quick I had always been to judge the people around me; Lord please give me a humble and loving heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After 7-11, Sarah took Monay, Jasmine, Amy and I to Shakey's for dinner. We had a great time. Sarah encouraged all of us to pray for a certain family or someone in the restaurant. So we all did. Amy was nervous at first and asked us what exactly should she say when she approaches the person. But then she just stood up and walked up to that person all by herself and asked him (an employee eating by himself) if she could pray for him! We were all so surprised by her courage! Even though he turned down her offer, Amy's action encouraged all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus, You are so good, please continue to shape us and mold us to become more like You. Help us to be the light of the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-3992625333657410046?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3992625333657410046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3992625333657410046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3992625333657410046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3992625333657410046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/7-11-update.html' title='7-11 Update!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-4552526798933684048</id><published>2007-11-17T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:02:26.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson On Humility</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning I did devotion as usual, worshiping Him with songs and prayers. Yet today my heart was hard and my spirit was battling within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God I'm scared, I feel lost, I'm strangled by my sins. Jesus I just want to escape from reality and all those problems from dealing with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God, I have a horrible attitude with my Mom. Whenever she's trying to give me some suggestions, I'd feel like she's looking down at me. "See, your God can't do anything," her disapproving stare seems to say, "If He's so powerful and you worship Him, why are you still the same, prideful, and selfish brat that you've always been?" Oh God, whenever I face my Mom, she would start picking on me, making me feel so weak and imperfect. Lord, I guess that's how You make me humble and help me realize that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; been prideful; I've been thinking that I'm better than my Mom and everyone else because I'm so "holy", that's why I get so angry whenever she gives me the tiniest advice. "Who are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to criticize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;?" That had always been my attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My pride is corrupting my worship; Lord, how can I worship You with such an arrogant heart? Oh Jesus I want to be real now, I want to live with honesty. I'll admit my flaws and accept correction from people, I'll humbly love and serve them. I want to be authentic! I don't want to live with a prideful heart, an angrily condemning spirit, and a haughty mask saying "I'm holy and perfect in loving God and people and you are not." Jesus forgive me! Have mercy on me! I surrender to You. Please help me, today, to love and serve those around me with a genuine and humble heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God, I've been so ridiculous, thinking that I gotta be perfect for people to believe in You. Who am I? Who am I to think that I can convince them with my "fake perfection" better than You can? God doesn't need me perfect to save souls; Jesus is good no matter what I do. God is good enough and I don't need to do do anything to "make Him look better". God Himself is good enough to make people fall head over heels for Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord I thank You for this lesson, please keep it in my heart...Lord I'll show people for who I really am: weak and sinful. Yet Your love is so great that You would patiently shape and mold me to be more and more like Christ. That's what good witnesses are: they show people how weak they really are to demonstrate just how graceful and good God really is. Lord I want to be a true witness instead of an arrogant, self-righteous one. Jesus I love You! Thank You for Your love, grace, patience, and mercy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Take my yoke and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart..." (Matthew11:29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-4552526798933684048?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/4552526798933684048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=4552526798933684048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4552526798933684048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4552526798933684048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/lesson-on-humility.html' title='A Lesson On Humility'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-6167455957398103086</id><published>2007-11-16T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:05:13.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste Of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DUDE! I JUST HAD THE MOST AWESOME EXPERIENCE EVER!!! I spent two hours worshiping, praying, reading the word, and just soaking in God's love. It was so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have you ever felt that you need to pray but didn't really want to? That's what I felt, but then I realized that my spirit was crying out for Him, and I decided to give myself two hours to do devotion. That was probably the best two hours I've ever spent in my entire eighteen years of life. It was the end of the day, my roommate already went back to SD so I was all alone in the room; I simply turned on some music and began praising Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During worship, I started dancing like crazy. I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;! My arms were flopping around and my legs were kicking everywhere. "Man, this is one ugly dance," I thought to myself, so I began to follow the rhythm, and then it was like the Holy Spirit was guiding my clumsy movements and turning them into a graceful dance. Oh His joy filled and overflowed in me! I was going absolutely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;hysterical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; with joy! I'm so blessed! So blessed to be loved by God! So blessed to be saved by Jesus! So blessed to be able to spend eternity with my Creator! Jesus You are so GOOD! I was so hungry after Him! Such yearning! Worship can really reignite a hunger in our spirits for God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's really great to allow myself a long time to encounter God; I had always stuck devotion in the morning and in between classes, which made me hurry and unable to enjoy fellowship with God. Short devotions are good, but long ones are important too. It is during those times that I could really go deeper and have the patience to wait upon Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was totally the highlight of my day, whatever else I did wasn't important. If I finished all my studying and homework but didn't spend time with Jesus, I would count today as wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God I love You! Please continue to shape me into the person You want me to be! I want to know You more! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make music. Awake, my soul! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn." (Psalms57:7~8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6167455957398103086?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6167455957398103086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6167455957398103086' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6167455957398103086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6167455957398103086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/taste-of-heaven.html' title='A Taste Of Heaven'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-8409499384733592130</id><published>2007-11-15T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:45:46.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night was so scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to bed at 12,  happy to finally get to bed early, and drifted off to sleep. At 3:30am I woke up, went to the restroom, and tried to get back to sleep. Strangely, I became really paranoid and kept thinking that ghost heads will appear at my bedside. I was so scared, my roommate wasn't home, so I turned on the lights. The fear didn't go away. After nearly two horrible hours of tossing and turning, I fell asleep, only to experience one of the worst nightmares I've ever had. I can't recall most of the dream, only that I was being tortured by this girl and being completely terrified. At the end, I found myself struggling to get out of a lake, there was something evil in the lake. I had to get out! At the same time I was trying to wake up, but I couldn't! I could physically feel my limbs going numb as I struggled in the dream. I was so scared! So horrified! So helpless! The girl was laughing at me and saying, "Alice, don't you just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; spiritual warfare?" I was screaming in my head. Finally I woke up, feeling nauseated and dizzy. Oh Lord, why didn't I ask for Your help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That morning after class, I immediately came back to do devotion. Jesus removed my fear and filled me with peace. "You, O LORD, keep my lamp burning. My God turns my darkness into light" (Psalms 18:28) I just memorized that verse the day before, why couldn't I remember it last night? Every time I face fear, I would panic and all my faith, trust, and strength would dissolve, leaving me lost. Jesus please help me, train me to run to You whenever I'm in trouble! Something really cool happened during devotion. The portion I was going to read today was Psalms 56, and it talked about trusting God when confronted by fear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"When I am afraid, I will trust in You. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid..." (v.3~4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amen! God You are so good! Once again I'll surrender every part of my life to You. Jesus reign in me, guide me, and teach me the way that I should go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-8409499384733592130?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/8409499384733592130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=8409499384733592130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8409499384733592130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8409499384733592130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/nightmare.html' title='Nightmare'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-7921640265873441620</id><published>2007-11-13T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:11:31.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterms Midterms Midterms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;I'm tired. I'm tired I'm tired I'm tired. Oh man I'm tired. I feel like my eyes are falling out.  I studied the whole night and took my psych midterm at 8am this morning. One midterm down, two more to go: Biology tomorrow (!!) and math next Monday! I'm gonna pull an all-nighter tonight again...Jesus help...The good news is, my grade for this morning's midterm is already out, and I got a B!! Thank You Lord!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at health class we talked about sexual safety. Man, there are so many STD's out there and so many (gross) ways to contract them! I think I want to be a virgin forever now...yuck! What really bothered me was how sex education is actually promoting sex. I mean, they are making it real convenient by offering unlimited free condoms everywhere! What are they doing?! People are trashing God's temple by mistreating their bodies and committing sexual  immorality.  Jesus'  heart must be broken by the alarmingly high rate of teen pregnancies and people suffering from STD's...This is NOT ok!! God please intervene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I asked You today what Your purpose for my life is, and You told me that it is to shine for You, to lift up Your name in my campus. Lord please help me to carry my cross and walk in obedience to You! I pray that I'll be a living sacrifice, burning for You and declaring Your praises everywhere I go! My life has no meaning if I'm not living for You, for I was created by You and for You alone. God by Your grace I will follow You till the end of days! I love You Abba Father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifehouse "Everything" Skit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=ee73e63418003b47d7d5" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="godtube" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="310" width="370"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;No matter how hard the enemy fights to keep us from God, Jesus is faithful and will never abandon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans8:37~39)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-7921640265873441620?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/7921640265873441620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=7921640265873441620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7921640265873441620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7921640265873441620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/midterms-midterms-midterms.html' title='Midterms Midterms Midterms'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-5240502916992378274</id><published>2007-11-12T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:06:10.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God Is Good!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus thank You!! My devotions are getting better in quality.I can be more concentrated when I'm worshiping and praying. God Your presence is so good!!I was jumping up and down in joy as we said "I love you!!" to each other!!Jesus I love You!!I was also praying for the salvation of my family members at Taiwan; I really need to call them or write them more and share God's love with them! I feel bad because my dad is always the one calling us, and I rarely write to him...Jesus help me and remind me to spend more time on my family! I pray that all of them will be saved!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I will sacrifice a freewill offering to You; I will praise Your name, O LORD, for it is good." (Psalms54:6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight I imitated what we did at the conference: I prayed for word of knowledge so I can do campus invasion. Here's a list of things I got:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A boy with a baseball cap, black backpack, baggypants, and holding a skateboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;White fountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone smoking and pacing around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fish, Sashimi. (Was I hungry when I prayed...?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A girl with long black hair on a bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I prayed, Jesus reminded me of (Matthew10:24) "A student is not above his teacher, nor a servant above his master" If my Lord was persecuted, how can I expect myself to be accepted and praised? I need to go out there with the willingness to be ridiculed and scorned by others. Out of love Jesus suffered the pain, so I will do it out of love as well. Lord where You go I'll go, what You say I'll say, and what You pray I'll pray!Then I went out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First I saw a guy on a wheelchair, so I ran up to him. But he started speeding forward! I continued to run after him, but he just went faster and faster! "Dude, this guy's pretty quick!" I thought. Finally I had to shout, "WAIT!" He heard me and slowed down to a stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Hi um...this, this might sound...a little weird, but I just really want to pray for you," I said, trying to catch my breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"...You've been chasing after me this whole time?" He looked at me kinda funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was embarrassed, but I just said "yeah" and asked again if I can pray for him. He gladly accepted the offer. His name is Arial, and it turned out that he was born with this disease that would paralyze his legs sometimes, making him use a wheelchair; he could walk, but with great difficulty. Arial is a Christian, and he had prayed to God for healing many times before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I said a short prayer,"Dear Lord, in Your name I command the paralysis to go away, that he will be healed, because in Your kingdom, there is no sickness. In Jesus name I pray, Amen." Then I asked Arial to try walking around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Is this some kind of experiment?" Arial muttered as he limped around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Well, I still feel the same," Arial said after awhile. Not knowing what to do, I just assured him that God will heal him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Yeah, sometimes it just doesn't happen the way you think it would. Like God's giving you the seed when you asked for an apple," Arial replied. He thanked me and took off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I walked on, I realized I should have prayed for him a second time! Man! Then I saw the boy in my vision! He was holding a skateboard, and though he wore a hood instead of a cap, I was pretty sure it was him. Unfortunately, he was chatting with his buddy, and I chickened out. Then I saw the girl with the long black hair on the bike! But again I chickened out and she passed me by. Then I saw about five kids smoking. I did see a person smoking in my vision, but I didn't dare to approach the group. O LORD! This is alot harder than I thought! Discouraged, I started to walk back. That's when I saw the guy smoking by himself, pacing back and forth, like in my vision! By God's grace, I walked up to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Hello, this is really random but...I just feel like I need to pray for you" I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The guy (his name's Alex) was friendly and accepted my offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"So is there anything particular you would like me to pray for you about?" I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Well I've been stressing in school and I really miss my family...it's weird, I have been thinking alot about God lately, and you showed up to pray for me...I guess God heard me," Alex said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I guess He did," I answered, appearing calm on the outside while on the inside I was going crazy with excitement O MY GOODNESS THIS IS TOO AWESOME!!!JESUS THANK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I prayed for Alex, and I went back to my dorm. On my way back, I realized that I should have asked him if he knew Jesus or not. MAN I missed the perfect opportunity! O JESUS WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!I MESSED UP AGAIN!!This is so absurd!I felt like crying and laughing at the same time...Lord, I need Your help, please continue to train me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You see, God uses people in their weakness, if God would use me, He would certainly use you on your campus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven." (Matthew5:14~16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-5240502916992378274?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/5240502916992378274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=5240502916992378274' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5240502916992378274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5240502916992378274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-god-is-good.html' title='My God Is Good!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-8486068308600313819</id><published>2007-11-11T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T03:30:56.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man! Today's worship was powerful! Before worship, John led us to pray for the service. We asked for Holy Spirit's presence and divine visitation. Then during worship, everyone felt the strong presence of God. We cried out to encounter Him, to burn for Him, to be the light of this world for Him, and to know His heart. Oh how I yearn for God now! Jesus set me on fire for You! I want to touch Your heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After worship John reminded us to honor our spiritual parents, and that none of us would be here if it weren't for Jack and Annie. It is so true! If Jack and Annie hadn't been so patient with me (believe me, I'm hard to deal with) for the past two years (!), praying for me, counseling me, healing me, loving me, and guiding me, I really don't know what kind of corrupted life I'd be living right now! Then we gathered to pray for Jack and Annie: The girls prayed for Annie and the boys prayed for Jack. Lord, forgive me because I haven't been honoring my spiritual parents, I love them and thank You (so so much) for them, please remind me daily to pray for them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Jack talked about God the Potter, who shaped us and called us righteous because of His Son's sacrifice. God is our Fortress, Scepter, and Potter! Jesus, please transform my attitude. I feel like I'm doing a project on spiritual maturity and I'm grading myself on my performance; I have restricted God's control over me by instructing Him which area to improve in my life and rejecting what He wants to do in my life. Oh Lord! I don't want to be like this anymore! You are the Potter, so I'll give You full control in my life. How can the creation say to the Creator: "I know the purpose of my existence and what I need more than You do" ? Lord I know I'm imperfect and that You're shaping me, so I'll stop assessing my own progress and leave that up to You; I'll stop being impatient to see myself mature and trust in Your guidance. Oh God You are my Shepherd, Your rod and Your staff comfort me, and all I need is You to reign in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS JOHNNY GOT BAPTIZED TONIGHT!!! PRAISE THE LORD!!! Knowing John has encouraged me so much on my walk with God, and it was so touching to see him finally getting baptized. Haha, it was funny how we all gathered in the restroom to watch John getting baptized in his bathtub though...Lord bless our brother John, he is now a new creation in You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PRAISE GOD JIMMY (a new friend at Impact) ACCEPTED JESUS AS HIS PERSONAL SAVIOR TODAY!!! HALLELUJAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight Annie and Jack surprised me with a SUPER delicious green tea cake! After singing happy birthday, I prayed and blew out the candle. I was so happy! This is the best birthday ever! I had family dinner, many awesome gifts, and the green tea cake! It seemed like I was celebrating throughout the entire weekend! Thank you Annie and Jack!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-8486068308600313819?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/8486068308600313819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=8486068308600313819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8486068308600313819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8486068308600313819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-service_11.html' title='Sunday Service'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-6721148126961371991</id><published>2007-11-10T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T03:38:11.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supernatural On Campus Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The conference was just a.m.a.z.i.n.g, and though I only went to three sessions, I was blown away by everything. Here are some awesome things I learned:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Getting Ready:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Revival on campus happens out of complete surrender to Christ (signs and wonders won't happen unless we obey Holy Spirit's guidance) and faith (even when we don't see multitudes on our campus come to Christ, we still need to praise God's goodness). We do not need to see a super revival to be qualified to testify on stage about what God has done in our campus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; We can't afford to waste anymore time! Whatever we sow in we'll reap from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;; if we sow in watching TV all day, that's what we'll reap in our spirit, but if we sow and spend time on praying, we'll reap harvest and anointing from God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We must give up wasteful things to pursue the good things. God will give us revival on our campus, but how much do we want it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; How hungry are we to be used by God, not for our sake, but for His sake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going In The Campus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We are in a time of reaping. God's telling us: the harvest is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* (1 Corinthians 2:1~5) Paul preached with the power of God and not eloquence or men's wisdom. When we share the gospel, we don't depend on ourselves to win souls; we depend on God. We don't need to be great speakers to share, because God's power is best shown in our weakness. If we're not walking with an intimacy with Jesus, we won't be able to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;anything&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;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Killed in Action"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; should be our status when we do campus invasion. Our pride, fear, and desire to be respected by others need to be killed when we are on the battlefield. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We no longer have reputation when we go out to evangelize, for we have become fools in men's sight for God's kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Do open prophetic worship; people will gather because of God's presence and not because of a good event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* The power is in the cross. If we don't preach the cross, there'll be no deliverance, power, or miracle. The enemy is defeated when we lift up the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Don't just make believers, make disciples. Today many people are getting radically saved, but most fall away in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Authority To Heal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* (Luke 9:1~2; 10:8~9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The kingdom of God is all about healing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When demons are cast out and the sick are healed, people will know that God's kingdom is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* We need divine healing on our campus if we want to win souls! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Signs and wonders all point people to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;; Jesus always impact the heart through miracles before He changes the mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Are we moving in signs and wonders? If not, we need to repent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, for this generation has grieved the Holy Spirit by rejecting Him and His work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* (Mark 16: 15~18) Jesus told us to go and make disciples; in His name we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; cast out demons, speak in new tongues, and heal the sick. God has commanded the church to heal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We are ambassadors of Christ empowered to command healing and bring heaven down to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Isaiah 61: 1) God sent us to set the captives free; we are freedom fighters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Never doubt God's intention to heal; God is a God who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to heal and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We pray for the sick out of obedience and our call to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, so don't focus too much on whether they get healed on the spot or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* ( 1 Corinthians 13: 1~3) Everything we do must be out of love. If we don't have love, nothing we do will make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 Principles To Heal The Sick:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Ask for permission to pray for the sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Ask the person the cause and symptoms of the sickness. Our prayers need to be specific, for example, if we know that the person has headache because of stress, we can pray not just for the pain to go away, but for God to lift their stress as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Welcome the Holy Spirit before we start praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Decide whether this sickness is caused by the person's body, by demonic influences, or by unconfessed sins in that person's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Listen to the Lord and keep the prayer short and simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. After the prayer, ask the person to test if the sickness or injury has gone away. Give post prayer instructions: thank God for the healing out of faith and proclaim God's promises on healing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Praise God no matter what! Faith is diligence and persistence; love is never giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Remember to pray in faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prophetic Evangelizing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* When we go out in our campus, remember that we have gold, something people would die for, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;we are not trying to sell ice to Eskimos. People are hungry to hear about the love of God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* Prophesy over people to win souls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;People want to hear prophesy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They are willing to pay money for it when we can do it for free! So ask God for word of knowledge when we pray for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the morning worship, the speaker, Jaeson Ma, led us all to do a powerful prayer. Everyone shouted the prayer out loud, crying out to Jesus with tears streaming down their faces. We committed ourselves to Jesus and revival on our campus. We prayed for our schools, for us to commit to praying at least one hour a day, and for us to evangelize for God and not for ourselves. I was crying as I said the prayer. I repented for being such an arrogant and loveless hypocrite; I didn't love the nonbelievers and felt no urgency to share the gospel. Also, I had been satisfied with my devotions and regular church attendance. But Jesus reminded me to come back to Him, to desire more of Him. God I want to be on fire for You! I want to go out there and evangelize in the name of love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the afternoon we asked for God's word of knowledge and wrote everything God told us down before we went out in twos and threes to do campus invasion. My teammates are Shelbin and Hallie (from Fly Young!!), we prayed for many people and got rejected by many. I felt the difference between praying out of love and out of "religious obligations" during the invasion. Back on my campus, I had tried praying for people, out of a desire to do what I was "supposed to do as a Christian" and not out of love. It had been tiring and fruitless. But when God's love for the lost filled me, I was bold and excited to pray for strangers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus!! Thank You so much for this conference! I'm going to win souls with prophesy and signs and wonders in UCI! God let Your fire fall down on this campus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6721148126961371991?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6721148126961371991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6721148126961371991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6721148126961371991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6721148126961371991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/supernatural-on-campus-conference.html' title='Supernatural On Campus Conference'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-2894470782294095696</id><published>2007-11-09T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:27:16.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY JOKE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;It was an awkward situation. Alice's friend, Isabel, was going to have dinner with a Japanese transfer student she met on Facebook. Out of curiosity and lack of better things to do, Alice agreed to go with Isabel. At the restaurant, Isabel told Alice to eat first, while she go pick up her friend. Alone with a bowl of steaming kon pow chicken, Alice waited. Finally Isabel returned with Huah, a senior student from Tokyo University doing a study abroad program at UCI. Huah was polite and has impressive fluency at English. But then it turned out that Huah already ate, so Alice was the only one eating as she faced Isabel and Huah. Isabel didn't know what to say, and they both stared at Alice. Whenever Alice and Isabel made the smallest attempt at being funny, Huah would let out this girly and high-pitched laughter. It startled Alice at first, and then it became annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;"Nehehhehheh" Huah snickered again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Trying to break the ice, Alice started showing off her three years' worth of Japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;"You know Japanese?" Huah looked impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Feeling a little proud, Alice tried to say, "Ie, nihongo wa heta desu" (No, my Japanese is poor)But what actually came out was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;"Ie, nihongo wa hentai desu" (No, my Japanese is perverted)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;Isabel started laughing her head off and Huah looked shocked and bewildered. Realizing her mistake, Alice immediately looked away from the two and felt the increasing heat on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;So kids, the moral of the story is: KNOW YOUR FOREIGN LANGUAGE BEFORE SHOWING IT OFF TO RANDOM STRANGERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;WOW, today's my 18th birthday! Jesus thank You for creating me, eighteen years ago, on this very day; thank You for loving me even when I was still in the womb; thank You for guiding me all these years! I'm finally legal!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;I was looking back in my diary (I have so many of them)and I was shocked at how rebellious and suicidal I had been last year. I mean, the entry from 9/8/06 and 9/9/06 really scared me; I had written down three options for myself: (1)Gradually pull away from church by lying to church members, making myself busy,making a lot of nonChristian friends,and going to a far away school. (2)Going back to God (there was a cuss word marking this option) or (3)Kill myself and end everything at once. What's so scary about it was that I sounded so calm and so logical. Oh Jesus, how You have changed me within a single year! How You've healed me and turned me away from self-destruction! Your love brought life to my spirit and crushed the enemy's strongholds in my life. Looking back, I realized just how faithful Jesus is, patiently taking care of this arrogant and rebellious sinner. Jesus I love You! Help me not to waste another minute of my life! Help me to mature and become destiny-driven this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;My hallmates are so sweet, they stayed up till Thursday midnight to tell me happy birthday, they posted birthday cards on my door, they took me to lunch, gave me presents and sang happy birthday. My roommate was even more awesome: she bought me this huge banquet of beautiful flowers and put them in a tall vase wrapped with ribbons. I AM SO TOTALLY LOVING IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since lots of my family members are born in November, we are going to celebrate it together by eating hot pot and BBQ Saturday night. I can't wait! I'm so excited about Jaeson Ma's conference too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:140%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:140%;"  &gt;"I will praise You forever for what You have done; in Your name I will hope, for Your name is good. I will praise You in the presence of Your saints." (Psalms52:9) &lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-2894470782294095696?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/2894470782294095696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=2894470782294095696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2894470782294095696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2894470782294095696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday-joke.html' title='FRIDAY JOKE!!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-880573718310483978</id><published>2007-11-08T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:44:52.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God I Need You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, my Savior and my God." (Psalms43:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus, I'm so stressed out about school. I have loads of stuff to study and memorize, but I just can't concentrate. Even when I isolate myself from my computer by studying in the study room, I would find myself playing games on my cell phone or falling asleep. I feel so bored. Nothing interested me: going online, eating, sleeping, reading, or being with friends. Man, I don't even want to pray right now. I don't understand, I had a great morning devotion, and everything was fine until now. Maybe its the cold weather, maybe its "the girl problem",maybe its the midterms. Whatever it is, God I lay everything down before You, and I will put my hope in You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"But You are a shield around me, O LORD; You bestow glory on me and lift up my head." (Psalms3:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus I love You and I trust in You...God in You I find peace and safety. Let the light of Your face shine upon me. Jesus You are always good. I love You, O LORD, my strength! When I fall down You pick me up, when I am dry You fill my cup, You are my loving Shepherd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Oh Lord, Open my lips, and my mouth will declare Your praise." (Psalms51:15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going to start memorizing verses again. Lord Your Word gives me strength!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-880573718310483978?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/880573718310483978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=880573718310483978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/880573718310483978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/880573718310483978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/god-i-need-you.html' title='God I Need You'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-5534369994362296631</id><published>2007-11-07T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:45:21.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Love Is So Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JESUS I LOVE YOU...today was a good day!I studied hard, ate healthy,and most important of all: I encountered You during worship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday we learned about nutrition in Health Leaders Class. I learned that I need to eat small portions of food throughout the day to keep my metabolism going;I should eat a healthy snack (i.e, apple,yogurt,Trader Joe's Multigrain Crackers...etc)every three hours. I did that today,I feel great and my stomach isn't that bloated anymore! We really need to take care of our bodies, because it is the Lord's temple...The speaker also gave us a link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.mypyramid.gov/"&gt;MyPyramid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  CHECK IT OUT!Find out how to eat healthy and make a customized nutrition + exercise plan specifically for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning I was actually able to concentrate and pray (usually I would just flip through the Bible and mutter a half-hearted prayer).I mean, I was having a wonderful time talking to my Lord! It really makes a difference to start your day with prayer and worship.Around noontime I gave myself an hour to worship and wait upon Jesus. It was fantastic!I asked Jesus to help me pray and He did; He taught me how to pray and intercede, how to sing and praise. God's wonderful presence filled my tiny dorm, and my heart was pounding with joy. But none of that could compare with what Jesus did during my night devotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was 9:00pm, after I took my sociology midterm and showered, I sat down infront of my desk.Resisting the urge to turn on the computer,I listened to the Onething 2006 CD.As I sang along, my heart melted before Him,and I hungered after God. I haven't felt so overwhelmed like this for a long time, and I didn't realize that I've been missing it until Jesus reminded me. Oh it is so good to know that I am His. God's love is so tender that it makes me want to cry; I feel like someone who's finally found refuge from a raging storm.Jesus my soul finds rest in You, my wounds get healed in You,my burdens get relieved in You, and my stains get cleaned in You.Oh I have found redemption in my God's unfailing love! Before, I had tried to read Song of Songs repeatedly without success;I just couldn't concentrate on King Solomon's flowery words.But at that moment, I felt like singing those romantic verses to Jesus, for my heart was on fire for my God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord You are GOOD and You are FAITHFUL, thank You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Within Your temple, O God, we meditate on Your unfailing love." (Psalms48:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-5534369994362296631?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/5534369994362296631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=5534369994362296631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5534369994362296631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5534369994362296631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/his-love-is-so-good.html' title='His Love Is So Good'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-4383878995289358351</id><published>2007-11-06T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:47:25.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" flashvars="viewkey=e10543891fd2e7277d15" wmode="transparent" quality="high" name="godtube" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="370" width="430"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-4383878995289358351?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/4383878995289358351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=4383878995289358351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4383878995289358351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4383878995289358351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/letter-from-hell.html' title='A Letter From Hell'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-6533976749458631351</id><published>2007-11-05T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:45:42.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Soldier in Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS I am so tired. I studied for Wednesday's midterm until 4:30am, slept for two hours, and got up to apply for next year's housing (the online application window opens at 6:00am, cuz it's a first come first serve basis, I wanted to apply as soon as it starts so I can get my first choice). Not surprisingly, when hundreds of anxious students all tried to log in at the same time, the server went down and no one got to apply for housing. So much for getting up early. For the rest of the day I dragged my semi-conscious body from class to class, getting increasingly grumpy and craving for caffeine. My asian eyes got smaller than usual, my face got covered with pimples, and my mind was too busy complaining to thank Jesus for this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As soon as I got to my dorm, I braced myself to cram even more to prepare for the midterm. But once I started listening to IHOP's Constant CD, I realized that I didn't spend quality time with my Heavenly Father yet. I closed my eyes and praised Him. Immediately God's gentle love flowed into my heart, melting all anxiety away and providing rest for my exhausted soul. Jesus' love is so good. How could I forget to run to my Fortress when I was stressing out? Lord You are faithful, help me to refocus my life on You again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My devotion times are getting shorter and less enjoyable; an alarm is going off in my spirit, telling me to be aware of what is happening, and to surrender my life to Jesus again. Lord, help me not to lose my way in this busy and fast-paced life style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This reminds me of Impact's last leaders' retreat. We each got a military tag with a verse on it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"No one serving as a soldier gets involved in civilian affairs--he wants to please his commanding officer" (2 Timothy2:4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes Lord, as Your soldier, I will not get tangled up in the affairs of this world, I want to please You. I will only follow You Lord! Help me to fix my eyes on You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6533976749458631351?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/6533976749458631351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=6533976749458631351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6533976749458631351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6533976749458631351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/soldier-in-christ.html' title='A Soldier in Christ'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-724824320064727372</id><published>2007-11-04T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T19:46:17.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Passion for Jesus"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:140%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus, thank You for Your faithfulness, thank You for guiding me, thank You for teaching me the truths so that I'll not be lost even when I stray...Jesus, thank You for giving me strength when I'm frustrated and depressed. Jesus I love You, thank You for reminding me that, not only do I need to have intimacy with You, but that I also need to work for the sake of the gospel. Not only do I have an inheritance in You, but You have an inheritance in me as well. Because I love You, I will go out there and tell the nonbelievers about You. I'm going to make detailed plans and strategies on how to reach out to my friends and set weekly goals for myself because Jesus, You are a Saviour who wants none to perish, but all to be saved. Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love You&lt;/span&gt;, O LORD, my strength." (Psalms18:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Jeniffer shared about cultivating extravagant love for Jesus. I learned that it takes eternity to grasp God's love, and that we need to work hard to nurture a passionate love for God. But we need the knowledge of who God is to love Him. How can we love someone we don't even know? If we do not have full understanding of Jesus' personality, we will be subject to the enemy's lies and become incapable of having a loving relationship with our Saviour. Since God already made the first move by giving His all to us and making Himself fully available to us, it is our responsibility to reach out to Him. In the end, it all comes down to this: just how much intimacy do we want with Jesus? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man, Jeniffer was so full of passion and her words were really speaking life to me, that I was jotting down notes like crazy. Jeniffer YOU ROCK! AWESOME JOB TODAY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jack's topic was "Holy Spirit the Counselor", and he encouraged us to read Psalms 90 and 91. God's name is the Shepherd (Psalms 23), His rod protects us and His staff guides us. In John14: 15~16, Jesus promised to give believers the Counselor from God. Our Lord is a promise keeper, His faithfulness will never allow Him to take back His own promises. We can always call upon the name of the Lord, and He will answer our cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night Jack said that Sunday services are for saints; they equip the believers and give glory to God. Jesus, help me to never forget the purpose of going to church, and help me to love my church even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-724824320064727372?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/724824320064727372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=724824320064727372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/724824320064727372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/724824320064727372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/passion-for-jesus.html' title='&quot;Passion for Jesus&quot;'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-1139436953005819254</id><published>2007-11-03T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:11:31.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry Meeting Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Lord, I had a dentist appointment this morning. After all that x-ray, the dentist told me that I was fine. It seemed like a miracle! I mean, I seriously can't remember the last time I got that remark from my dentist! But after a second check, he found a huge cavity hidden away at the very back. The dentist said that if we had been any more late, I would have had to have a root canal. "Man, why is this happening?! I thought everything was fine!" I thought as the dentist prepared to drill my poor tooth. Amazingly, Sarah didn't have any cavity after her check, while poor Amy got three cavities; she couldn't eat for a while afterwards. Lord, I promise that from now on, I'm gonna brush my teeth at least three times a day! This is going to be part of my new years' resolution: to be cavity-free at every dentist check-up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An awesome thing happened today. There was a thick layer of fog this morning, so Mom turned on the headlights on our drive to see the dentist. When we arrived, we forgot to turn off the lights. So for the entire two hours or so, the lights were on. Miraculously, our car didn't run out of electricity until we got home. THANK YOU JESUS! It could've been so dangerous, I mean, we didn't even realize it while we drove home! Good thing our car didn't break down right in the middle of the road! GOD YOU ARE OUR PROTECTOR, THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At 7:30 that night, Tiffa and I went to join the ministry meeting at Jack's house (we needed information on the winter camp). It was so encouraging to listen to the cell group leaders talk about their victories and struggles in their ministry. Momo actually made an entire binder for WAVE, including their pictures, mission statement, self-evaluation, and record of what they did for each meeting. It was fantastic! Jack told them to challenge each other to take their cell groups to the next level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then it was Annie's turn to report what 7-11 has been up to and what areas we need to improve. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7-11's purpose is to inspire other girls to embrace their womanhood and find their positions in the kingdom of God. Annie had three words for 7-11: "Be sincere, savvy, and sophisticated." Since the members are all Christians, Annie's current goal is to mobilize us to start our own ministry and to reach out to new friends. Annie said that we need more one-on-one and strengthen our caring network.&lt;/span&gt; She also said that we need to start taking charge during these three months. I took so much notes and felt horrible for not knowing the purpose of my cell group and my leader's vision. 7-11 members! Let us rise up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I learned so much from the meeting. For example, Jack told us that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;discipleship is the key to success in all areas of life, that it is something we do for our own benefit.&lt;/span&gt; There is going to be a new discipleship program available to all Impact members:  people who sign -up will have to do weekly evaluations (i.e, how many people did they save this week) and Jack and Annie will be kicking their butts to discipline their walk with Jesus. Jack also told us that we'll become really encouraged when we give ourselves a number (i.e, save 5 souls a week).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When it was time to discuss the winter camp, Tiffa and I became really nervous. At the end of discussion, we felt like puppies that were expecting approval but got kicked instead. I mean, Tiffa and I had been dreaming for the camp, and we came up with all kinds of ideas--we had envisioned an intensive leader training camp. But Jack woke us up and made us realize how broad our vision was: the camp should focus only on one theme, we need to serve the campers' needs instead of "training" them, there will be only one major speaker (we had wanted some campers to come up and be supportive speakers), and we need to help the campers build good friendship with each other (rather than just focusing on individual campers' relationship with God). Though a little shaken, Tiffa and I realized the weaknesses in our original plan and were glad that we sort of have a guideline now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord help us to be organized and take responsibility of this life You've given us, provide those who need jobs or clients, take the Thanksgiving Party and winter camps into Your hands, and give us the love and patience to do one-on-one with our friends for the sake of winning souls for You. Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-1139436953005819254?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1139436953005819254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=1139436953005819254' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1139436953005819254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1139436953005819254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/ministry-meeting-update.html' title='Ministry Meeting Update!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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-2569573361438595794.post-3954731753987152092</id><published>2007-11-02T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:47:10.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning I prayed to Jesus: Lord, You are worthy to be praised! Please help me love others as You do; I want to tell others about You out of love and not out of anything else. Give me boldness, faith, and strength. Jesus, thank You for Your love! Thank You for Your salvation! Thank You for Your goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"How &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is the Lord Most High, the great King over all the earth!" (Psalms47:2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I started to study for bio, usually I wouldn't be able to concentrate, but this time, I prayed for Jesus' help before I started. Amazingly, half an hour later I found myself writing page after page of notes and actually learning the stuff! Thank You Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unfortunately, the beautiful watch I got from GodChicks Conference died and I got to bio half an hour late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At three in the afternoon, I ventured out to do another campus invasion. With my heart pounding, I approached a lady who was studying. I walked toward her, I saw her writing things down in a book, and to my horror, I kept on walking! I walked passed her and I thought to myself, "Alice, what are you doing?!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the next forty minutes or so, I wandered around the campus, "rejecting" every one of Holy Spirit's invitation to pray for that particular person. "Jesus, she's talking on the phone!" "No, she looks too busy" "There are too many people around her" "He looks too angry, smoking like he's trying to eat the cigarette; he might try to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; too!" "Nah, she looks too happy" When I finally ran out of excuses, I simply said to God, "I don't wanna do this anymore!" And I ran back to my dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought about how Jesus did His ministry; He didn't walk up to a person and said, "Hi, can I pray for you?" He simply said, "Follow me," and people dropped what they were doing and followed. He didn't look for a person who was alone, He went straight into the synagogue and preached in front of the crowd! He didn't timidly smiled and asked for permission, He just performed miracles and people flocked to Him! Lord, I want to be free from fear! Please help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow...it's Friday already, I really really need to stop procrastinating and start STUDYING! Midterms are next week! Jesus help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyvDF-ps7MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4nFsGNG3YdM/s1600-h/Procrascination.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyvDF-ps7MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4nFsGNG3YdM/s320/Procrascination.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128407108176112834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-3954731753987152092?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/3954731753987152092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=3954731753987152092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3954731753987152092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/3954731753987152092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/yay-weekend.html' title='Yay Weekend!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyvDF-ps7MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4nFsGNG3YdM/s72-c/Procrascination.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-1644996337456581292</id><published>2007-11-01T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:46:07.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting Upon Him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Man I TOTALLY FAILED!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to donate blood today, but after the lady took a blood sample, she said that I was anemic; I had an iron count of 11.7mg/dL and apparently, you need 12.5mg/dL to donate. "Whatever, just let me donate!!" I thought to myself, but she sent me off with a professional smile and a list of "Good Sources Foods Rich in Iron".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I haven't been doing too well academically; I missed FOUR lectures when school has only started for a month! I missed two psychology lectures because I overslept, one biology lecture, and one math lecture because I had to finish up my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sociology paper. Bad Alice!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, time for some GOOD THINGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I went out to campus looking for strangers to pray for today. I prayed for a nice lady who happily accepted and turned out to be already a Christian. Then I approached a girl sitting alone by herself with a lap top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Hi, I'm just wondering, can I pray for you?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked up at me, "What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Um, can I pray for you?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You want to what? Pray for me? Why?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because God loves you and wants to bless you," I said with a smile. Strangely, despite her attitude, I was very calm and filled with a sense of peace.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...I would rather you not, but if you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to pray for me, go right on ahead."She turned her gaze back to her laptop.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm Alice, what's your name?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mimi"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you mind if I put my hand on your shoulder while we pray?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure."She was giving me a weird look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Dear Jesus, I thank You for Mimi, please let her know how much You love her, let her know what the purpose of life is, and pour down Your love and grace on her. Please bless her family and school work. In Your name we pray, Amen."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks that was really nice," Mimi said without any feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still wasn't satisfied, I asked her whether she knew Jesus or not. Then I told her that God loves her and sent His Son to die on the cross for her. By now, she was looking really uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...I don't know what to say to that,"She said to her laptop.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, just know that God loves you," Then I walked away, feeling her glaring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I felt so tired afterwards, but when I got back to my dorm, excitement hit me. I finally told the gospel to someone on this campus! And I prayed for her! YAY! Thank You Jesus, I am so encouraged now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/Ryp6n-ps7LI/AAAAAAAAADw/XqJ9MVWEpKw/s1600-h/Happy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/Ryp6n-ps7LI/AAAAAAAAADw/XqJ9MVWEpKw/s320/Happy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128045952966126770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But that wasn't the highlight of the day.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in my dorm, I decided to spend some quiet time with my Lord. Usually I would turn the music on, but not this time. I knelt down, and just quietly waited upon Him. A sense of peace and quiet joy rose from the bottom of my heart. My mind was finally able to stop its tiring wanderings, and my spirit can finally rest in Him. Jesus, You are so beautiful. Father I want to hear Your voice, see Your beauty, be overwhelmed by Your glory, and feel Your love. Jesus You are so glorious, Your glory will wash over the earth like the water over the seas.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked up, 20 minutes had passed! Wow! I used to struggle to concentrate for just 5 minutes, but now, the gentle presence of God made time flew right by! Thank You Lord, only You can fill my heart, apart from You I have no good thing.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth." (Psalms46:10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-1644996337456581292?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/feeds/1644996337456581292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2569573361438595794&amp;postID=1644996337456581292' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1644996337456581292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1644996337456581292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/11/waiting-upon-him.html' title='Waiting Upon Him'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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/_SroYcjmKnrc/Ryp6n-ps7LI/AAAAAAAAADw/XqJ9MVWEpKw/s72-c/Happy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-708713141972256530</id><published>2007-10-31T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:57:49.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus I Am Yours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, I don't want to waste my energy rebelling against You like an immature brat anymore. Jesus, I choose You and not the world or my flesh. I feel tired because I'm still struggling between pleasing people and pleasing You. Jesus I'm letting go, I am going to run after You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I flipped through my devotional journal the other day, and one part grabbed my attention:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; in the opposite direction I'm going right now, or I will end up worse, with more spiritual strongholds in my life by the end of this year. I will not just deal with my anger issue, I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;FLEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from it, I will not just try and barely keep up with devotion, I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;THROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; myself into His presence and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ROOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; myself in His Word, I will not just struggle to love my family, I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;POUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; down God's love lavishly on the people around me. In this walk with Christ, you either climb up or slide down. I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;RUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to You Jesus! Father please help me!!" (journal entry on 7/9/2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh Jesus, I know that I cannot force myself to live a life of holiness, but it is the attitude of pursuing holiness that matters; only You can turn my sinful life around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I did devotion whenever I got the chance to; in the morning, after eating, and when my roommate isn't here. Lord, I realized how important waiting upon You, spending quiet time before You is. It felt so wonderful to kneel down before the Lord of all lords and to surrender my weary spirit to You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus, I've been feeling depressed because of how "fat" I am. I constantly look in the mirror and complain. I took two hours changing to see what clothes I should wear tomorrow; none of them fit, I was too "fat". Lord, help me to move beyond this barrier. I've been considering starving myself to become skinny, but I know that will only lead to sin and destruction. God, I don't want to waste anymore time worrying about such shallow matters! Jesus help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, every time I feel empty I would try different things to fill that void: going online, reading a book, or stuffing myself with food. But in the end only one thing has ever satisfied: coming before You and reaching out my arms to my loving Savior. Oh Jesus, my joy and delight, thank You for Your love, mercy, grace, and salvation! God open my eyes! I want to see Your beauty, to be fascinated by Your glory, to be blown away by Your presence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, thank You for bringing me back every time I'm on the brink of falling. Lord I am forever Yours! Hallelujah to our God who reigns heaven and earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-708713141972256530?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/708713141972256530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/708713141972256530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/jesus-i-am-yours.html' title='Jesus I Am Yours!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-4606384017908468923</id><published>2007-10-30T18:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:17:08.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our True Identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyfhlOps7JI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcPOHXHWrM8/s1600-h/Hello+My+Name+Is+.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyfhlOps7JI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcPOHXHWrM8/s320/Hello+My+Name+Is+.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127314730489015442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My identity is not based on my skills, my achievements, or what others and myself think of me. My identity is a beloved child of our heavenly Father. Only what the Father thinks of me matters. My Creator determines who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(cool huh? I drew that with Microsoft Paint!! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;These days, Jesus has been teaching me what I should be thankful for. One day, I was counting all the blessings I have, "Lord, thank You for the roof over me, for the clothes I wear, the food I eat; thank You that I'm healthy, that I..." Then I heard Jesus say, "Clothes? Food? That's what you are thankful about? Celebrate and give thanks for the love and mercy and salvation that you received!" I was so blown away by His words. Yes! That's true! Clothes and all those things will not last, but the salvation I have will! I should rejoice daily for Jesus' abundant love and mercy! So I started to praise, and the joy of salvation washed over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ died for us." (Romans5: 8)&lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-4606384017908468923?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4606384017908468923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/4606384017908468923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-true-identity.html' title='Our True Identity'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyfhlOps7JI/AAAAAAAAADg/wcPOHXHWrM8/s72-c/Hello+My+Name+Is+.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-7823079273252943152</id><published>2007-10-29T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:49:24.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAY JOKES ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's a joke to start off your week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One day, a girl named Alice woke up and found herself 5 minutes away from being late. Extremely exhausted, she decided to go back to sleep. Her roommate was already up and studying. A few minutes later, just as Alice was drifting off to sleep, she let out a fart so loud that she woke herself up and startled her roommate! An awkward silence followed as Alice pretended she was still asleep. When her roommate finally left, Alice jumped up from the bed, face red with embarrassment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And that's how the Lord made sure Alice got to class on time and would never ever try to ditch class again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Note: The above story has no relevance to the author of this blog nor does it reflect the views of this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'm back at UCI again, the air had cleared up, and classes were in session (they never did cease anyways). I'm trying to take Annie's challenge to do devotion every morning and to take Jack's challenge to incorporate Provers 4: 23 in my conversations with friends. I realized that my devotions had a lot of Bible reading but lacked prayer, praise, and waiting upon Him. God, I want to be closer to You. I want to be crazy for You. I need to spend more time praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus, I remember the time at Growing in the Prophetic Conference (when my devotional journal fell into the toilet and is now and forever baptized by IHOP's "holy" toilet water -_-"), when You showed me a glimpse of Your magnificent glory. Oh Jesus, right that second I was in awe at You. Oh You are so magnificent, so glorious, so loving and kind,  oh You are worthy! Worthy of our worship! Jesus You are so glorious. Oh Lord, teach me how to pray constantly throughout the day. Lord, forever remind me that You are good and worthy of praise, that You are the magnificent obsession, the desire of the nations, and that my life is for You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Send forth Your light and Your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to Your holy mountain, to the place where You dwell." (Psalms 43: 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord, what season am I in? Am I in the wilderness? The season of change? The season of training? Jesus, may Your light shine on me, I want to walk in the light of Your truth, in obedience to Your laws, in love, and in wisdom. Lord, no matter what season I'm in, let Your love burn in me. Lord I am Yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-7823079273252943152?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7823079273252943152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/7823079273252943152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-jokes.html' title='MONDAY JOKES ! ! !'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-16417473374315966</id><published>2007-10-28T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:43:43.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week Passed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh man, I slacked off so much this weekend. I didn't catch up or finish any of my reading for sociology, biology, and psychology! I've wasted my time on reading a novel! I need better time management. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night at 7-11, Jack said that we need a coordinator for this year's winter camp for new leaders. There are two camps this year: one for current leaders, and the other for future leaders. I was so excited about it! I really wanted to take the coordinator's position! But I was also afraid that my poor time management will not allow me to add yet another responsibility to carry; I feared that not only will my grades suffer, but I'll mess up the camp too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I also know that I want to serve and grow in my leadership abilities. If I don't step out in faith and take this chance, I will stay where I'm at. I don't want to wait for the next camp or until I  have less things to do (I realize that'll be never). So at church I told Jack, "Um, can I be the coordinator for the winter camp?" Surprisingly, Jack immediately said, "Sure! The job is yours!" and walked off. Wow, I'm going to coordinate a camp!! I was beyond excitement!! Then I asked Tiffa to work with me, and she agreed. Now I have a partner! I have a little more than a month to pray and prepare for this camp, Lord help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today Jack talked about God being our fortress and refuge. In Acts 18: 9, God said to Paul, who was in prison, "Do not be afraid, do not be silent, no one will harm you, because I have a lot of people in this town." The Lord is faithful and He will never turn away from us when we face failure or danger. Both Jeniffer and Jasmine shared today. I was so encouraged by Jeniffer's vision; I want to be that spark in someone else's life! Jasmine's poem (she really really need to make it into a song!), "Get into it", was totally awesome; her prayers during worship really touched me too. Annie told us, at the end of worship, that it is our season, to rise up, to know God,to wake up from our slumber, and to know God's purpose in our lives. We need to love our church because it is Christ's body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going to church is so important. Many people don't bother to, thinking, "Why should I go when I can just pray at home?" But church brings believers together and helps everyone know and love Jesus even more. I love Impact; it is the second best thing (being saved by Jesus is the best) that ever happened to me. I really can't imagine what kind of person and what kind of life I'll be living right now if I never went to Impact. Thank You Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Then will I go to the altar of God, to God, my joy and my delight, I will praise You with the harp, O God, my God." (Psalms 43: 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-16417473374315966?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/16417473374315966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/16417473374315966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-week-passed.html' title='Another Week Passed'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-2898151213114777616</id><published>2007-10-27T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:51:01.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tragic Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The wildfire situation still wasn't settled. At least 12 people died, and 2,000 homes were destroyed. I cried as I prayed for the victims; I can't imagine my house being burnt down and my family becoming refugees. This disaster drove me to pray for my campus and gave me a chance to share the love of God. It was amazing when I asked my roommate, whose family in SD was at risk of being evacuated, whether she would like to pray together, that she said yes. After we prayed, we hugged each other, feeling less like strangers to each other. In the end, her family didn't even have to evacuate, while thousands of people did. God is good. I called my friends at SD Bread of Life Church, and they said that though they did evacuate, most of them already returned to their homes. Hallelujah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This devastating event made me anxious to pray and help those evacuees in every way possible. I teamed up with my RA to collect supply and money donations in the hall. As for me, I gave all the money, $100, that I had away. I struggled because I wanted to use that money to buy Christmas gifts for my beloved family (especially my Mom, I had wanted to buy her a nice coat) and friends. Yet the Lord gently reminded me that the people out there suffering, need the money more than my family need Christmas gifts. I also donated supplies like lotion and water bottles. It was really hard for me to give away my blankets, because my Mom bought those for me and I really treasured them. But again, those victims need the extra blankets more than I do. Jesus, I have always wanted to help people who were in need, I've told myself countless times, "If only I had millions of dollars, I would be able to help the orphaned, the starved, the tortured, and the needy". I finally got a chance to give and help those who are desperately in need. Thank You Jesus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I do not hide Your righteousness in my heart; I speak of Your faithfulness and salvation. I do not conceal Your love and Your truth from the great assembly." (Psalms 40:8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &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/2569573361438595794-2898151213114777616?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2898151213114777616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/2898151213114777616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/tragic-event.html' title='A Tragic Event'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-5477779645731255014</id><published>2007-10-27T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:51:28.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7-11 Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight at cell group we talked about our week, discussed the Thanksgiving Party, and celebrated Kay's birthday. Annie encouraged us to to morning devotion everyday and Jack gave us a challenge: incorporate Proverbs 4:23 in your conversation with friends this week. Jack also told us that there are two e's in a cell group: evangelism and edification. What we do every Saturday night is edifying ourselves; we encourage each other and kindle the passion for Jesus. But we also need to reach out to others by evangelizing and spreading the gospel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hm, I haven't been doing so well on the latter; edification, devotion, going to church, and praying had all being nice and dandy, but it's been such as while since I last witnessed or talked about Jesus to nonbelievers. I did talk about Christianity with friends back in the beginning of this month. It was because a guy was standing in the middle of campus holding a gigantic sign that read: "Don't go to hell" I thanked God for such a good chance to talk about faith with nonbelievers, but in the end, I was so nervous, that I only asked about how they felt about the blunt demonstration and touched lightly on the possibility of heaven and hell's existence. I also said grace at meal times with my friends though they looked at me oddly. Once my hall mate saw me reading the Bible during midterms week and she exclaimed, "What? You still have time to read the Bible?" There was also that time when I mentioned in a hall gathering that my passion was about Christianity, yet I said it in such an awkward way, "Yea, I go to church, so I'm interested when people are talking about the Bible and Christianity" I had sounded anything but passionate about Jesus.  Other than these lame and passive attempts, I've not being testifying about God's love and salvation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had walked around the campus a couple of times, praying and hoping to share the gospel. I saw people with crutches, with castes, and other injuries, yet I've always cowered at the last moment and allowed them to pass me by. Oh how many times have I felt terrible for not grabbing the chance! How many times have I prayed and vowed that I won't run away the next time! Lord have mercy and give Your servant boldness to reach out to those who aren't saved yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;"I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes." (Romans 1:16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Lord, let me be like Paul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-5477779645731255014?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5477779645731255014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/5477779645731255014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/7-11-update.html' title='7-11 Update!'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-6114804603263093447</id><published>2007-10-26T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:46:43.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lord good morning :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last night I read a book, "A Perfect Day" by Richard Evans, about a man whose life was transformed because he thought he was dying. The book made me cried so many times. It made me feel horrible that I didn't cherish and love the people around me wholeheartedly. Life can end unexpectedly, and I don't want any regrets. I think the author is a Christian, because he said we need to have a good relationship with God; he wrote many other books that focused on inspiring and healing people. I think I found my favorite writer~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After reading the book I wrote a letter to my Dad. Mom has told me to write to him ever since I got into college, but I never got to it. " We do not neglect others because we have ceased to love; rather we cease to love others because we have neglected them." (A Perfect Day, pg120) I was heartbroken when I read this, because in many ways I have neglected my family at Taiwan, including my Dad. Lord, thank You for bringing this book into my life at just the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This morning I turned to read Psalms 39, and verses 4 and 5 stunned me: David said, "Show me, O LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting is my life. You have made my days a mere hand breadth; the span of my years is as nothing before You. Each man's life is but a breath."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh. My. LORD!! I just read a book about how fragile life is and the very next day the Lord confirmed again that I need to cherish every moment of life. WOW, this is so cool! Lord thank You for speaking to me so many times, in similar situations like this, through the Word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-6114804603263093447?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6114804603263093447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/6114804603263093447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/perfect-day.html' title='A Perfect Day'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-383398678522773599</id><published>2007-10-25T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:46:21.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apart From You I Have No Good Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh Lord, thank You for Your abundant love. Jesus I love You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was just looking back in my devotional journal and saw how You've blessed me and poured down Your grace upon me. Oh Jesus I love You. Please help me to focus on You and not wasting any more of my time and energy on doubting You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, I have no good apart from You. Jesus, I'm so blessed in Your loving arms that it makes me want to cry. God I'll push everything that distracts me from You aside. For Your love is better than wine, better than anything that this world has to offer! Lord I put my need for a job, my academic performance, and my future career plans into Your hands, Oh Jesus, I rely on You. I love You. "But I have stilled and quited my soul; like a weaned child with its mother, like a weaned child is my soul within me." (Psalms 131:2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;God in You I find true peace and satisfaction. Jesus I want to live the rest of my life hungering for You.&lt;/span&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/2569573361438595794-383398678522773599?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/383398678522773599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/383398678522773599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-girl.html' title='Apart From You I Have No Good Thing'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-1825218207474254921</id><published>2007-10-24T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:33:56.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Love, O LORD, Reaches to the Heavens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyA8-ups7GI/AAAAAAAAADA/PtSNKUiLbiM/s1600-h/Your+Love+O+LORD.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyA8-ups7GI/AAAAAAAAADA/PtSNKUiLbiM/s320/Your+Love+O+LORD.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125163424320121954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I love Microsoft Paint!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Your love,O LORD,reaches to the heavens,Your faithfulness to the skies." (Psalms 36:5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;God's love is so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-1825218207474254921?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1825218207474254921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/1825218207474254921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-love-o-lord-reaches-to-heavens.html' title='Your Love, O LORD, Reaches to the Heavens'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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/_SroYcjmKnrc/RyA8-ups7GI/AAAAAAAAADA/PtSNKUiLbiM/s72-c/Your+Love+O+LORD.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2569573361438595794.post-8813072087280296565</id><published>2007-10-24T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T18:45:19.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Greetings everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm so excited to start my new blog!(Though there are no guarantees that I'll keep up with it) I wasn't able to be consistent with xanga or facebook, but I think this time it'll work. Because I want to improve my writing skills by updating my diary daily, and I want to be able to look back and self-reflect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, as the title suggested, I am a GodChick. What is that? Simple. It is a woman who loves and knows that she is loved by God. This blog will be a journal on my walk with my Savior, Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That's about it for my intro, feel free to look around this site!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2569573361438595794-8813072087280296565?l=alicethechalice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8813072087280296565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2569573361438595794/posts/default/8813072087280296565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alicethechalice.blogspot.com/2007/10/introduction.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Alice in Wonderland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00102333432276497955</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></entry></feed>
