THE ANT AND THE CONTACT LENS

A true story by Josh and Karen Zarandona

Brenda was a young woman who was invited to go rock climbing. Although she was very scared, she went with her group to a tremendous granite cliff. In spite of her fear, she put on the gear, took hold of the rope, and started up the face of that rock. Well, she got to a ledge where she could take a breather. As she was hanging on there, the safety rope snapped against Brenda's eye and knocked out her contact lens.

Well, here she is, on a rock ledge, with hundreds of feet below her and hundreds of feet above her. Of course, she looked and looked and looked, hoping it had landed on the ledge, but it just wasn't there.

Here she was, far from home, her sight now blurry. She was desperate> and began to get upset, so she prayed to the Lord to help her to find it.

When she got to the top, a friend examined her eye and her clothing for the lens, but there was no contact lens to be found. She sat down, despondent, with the rest of the party, waiting for the rest of them to make it up the face of the cliff.

She looked out across range after range of mountains, thinking of that verse that says, "The eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth." She thought, "Lord, You can see all these mountains. You know every stone and leaf, and You know exactly where my contact lens is Please help me."

Finally, they walked down the trail to the bottom. At the bottom there was a new party of climbers just starting up the face of the cliff. One of them shouted out, "Hey, you guys! Anybody lose a contact lens?"

Well, that would be startling enough, but you know why the climber saw it? An ant was moving slowly across the face of the rock, carrying it on it's back.

Brenda told me that her father is a cartoonist. When she told him the incredible story of the ant, the prayer, and the contact lens, he drew a picture of an ant lugging that contact lens with the words, "Lord, I don't know why You want me to carry this thing. I can't eat it, and it's awfully heavy. But if this is what You want me to do, I'll carry it for You"

I think it would probably do some of us good to occasionally say,"God, I don't know why you want me to carry this load. I can see no good in it and it's awfully heavy. But, if you want me to carry it, I will."

God doesn't call the qualified, He qualifies the called. Yes, I do love GOD. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him... I can do all things through Christ which strengthens me. (Phil. 4:13)

Is IT? :D

(enjoy reading..kekeke:P)

BF : What do you want to eat??

GF : Anything will do......

BF : Ok, chicken rice then.

GF : But I don't feel like having rice leh....

BF : Ok, mee goreng then.....

GF : Don't want, too oily.....

BF : Fishball noddle soup....

GF : Yeeeee...So plain....

BF : Then what you want???

GF : Anything lor.......

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Me: What do you don't want to eat? Rice or Noodles?

Wife: Er..don't want rice

Me: Ok, so anything with noodles is fine?

Wife: Yes

Me: Soup or dry?

Wife: Anything

In the end, we still couldn't find out what she really wants.

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Another scenario when going shopping with girl,

girl: (holding up two clothes) which one is nice?

boy: the blue one looks nicer

girl: is it? I thought the black one is more classy

boy: I agree, take the black one then

girl: But then, the blue one looks quite nice too

boy: yeah

girl: which one is better ?

if boy answer 'black', girl will say he keeps changing his mind and never shows sincererity and care. If boy answer 'blue', girl will say, " told you that the black one looks more class"

But no matter what the boy says, the girl will eventually choose the oneshe has already decided beforehand. A lot of the times,the girl might even put the two clothes back (after extensive trying) and says not interested anymore. really don't know what she wants.

This is quite true but not totally. Not all the time girls are like this.

AGREE GALS OUT THERE WHO ARE READING THIS?!!

kekeke :P

The Road of life

The Road of life

At first I saw God as my observer, my judge,
keeping track of the things I did wrong,
so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die.
He was out there sort of like a president.
I recognized his picture when I saw it, but I really didn’t know Him.

But later on, when I met Christ,
It seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride,
but it was a tandem bike,
and I noticed that Christ was in the back helping me pedal.

I don’t know when it was that he suggested
that we change places,
but life has not been the same since.
When I had control,
I knew the way.;
It was rather boring,
but predictable...
It was the shortest distance between two points.

But when he took the lead,
He knew delightful long cuts,
up mountains, and through rocky places
at breakneck speeds,
It was all I could do to hang on!
And even though it seemed like madness,
All He said was ’Pedal’.

I worried and was anxious and I asked,
’Where are you taking me?’
He laughed and didn’t answer,
and I started to learn to trust.
I forgot my boring life
and entered into the adventure.
And when I’d say, ’I’m scared,’
He’d lean back and touch my hand.

He took me to people with gifts that I needed,
gifts of healing, acceptance and joy.
They gave me gifts to take on my journey,
my Lord’s and mine.

And we were off again.
He said, ’Give the gifts away;
they’re extra baggage, too much weight.’
So I did, to the people we met,
and I found that in giving I received,
and still our burden was light.

I did not trust Him, at first, To be in control of my life.
I thought He’d wreck it; but he knows bike secrets,
knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners,
knows how to jump to clear high rocks,
knows how to fly to shorten scary passages.

And I am learning to shut up and pedal
in the strangest places,
and I’m beginning to enjoy the view
and the cool breeze on my face
with my delightful constant companion
Jesus Christ.

And when I’m sure I just can’t do anymore,
He just smiles and says....’Pedal.’

WHY???

Easter day - 2007 ( sunday)

Below Video clip touch me a lot...

WHY

WhyArtist: Nichole Nordeman

Album: This Mystery

Year: 2000

We rode into town the other day

Just me and my Daddy

He said I'd finally reached that age

And I could ride next to him on a horse

That of course was not quite as wide

We heard a crowd of people shouting

And so we stopped to find out why

And there was that man

That my dad said he loved

But today there was fear in his eyes

So I said "Daddy, why are they screaming?

Why are the faces of some of them beaming?

Why is He dressed in that bright purple robe?

I'll bet that crown hurts Him more than He shows

Daddy, please can't you do something?

He looks as though He's gonna cry

you said he was stronger than all of those guys

Daddy, please tell me why

Why does everyone want him to die?"

Later that day the sky grew cloudy

And Daddy said I should go inside

Somehow he knew things would get stormy

Boy was he right

But I could not keep from wondering

If there was something he had to hide

So after he left I had to find out

I was not afraid of getting lost

So I followed the crowds

To a hill where I knew men had been killed

And I heard a voice come from the cross

And it said, "Father, why are they screaming?

Why are the faces of some of them beaming?

Why are they casting their lots for My robe?

This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows

Father, please can't You do something?

I know that You must hear My cry

I thought I could handle the cross of this size

Father, remind Me why

Why does everyone want Me to die?

When will I understand why?"

"My precious Son, I hear them screaming

I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming

But soon I will clothe You in robes of My own

Jesus, this hurts Me much more than You know

But this dark hour I must do nothing

Though I've heard Your unbearable cry

The power in Your blood destroys all of the lies

Soon You'll see past their unmerciful eyes

Look there below, see the child

Trembling by her father's side

Now I can tell You why

She is why You must die"

Cooking day

....Our cooking day....

It was a first time , we ( thomas and me) cooked with them (steven P and Edna)

indeed we enjoy the process and enjoy the foods.

Both of them really cute...Don't like to eat rice,..vege..onion..xxx. :D

However we come to know them more..this is where our friendship built again..even stronger..i guess..:D

Thank God for this friendhip..and opportunity.

Even though the journey's long

And I know the road is hard

Well, the One who's gone before me

He will help me carry on

After all that I've been through

Now I realize the truth

That I must go through the valley

To stand upon the mountain of God