<?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-11638017</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:35:53.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star-like destinies</title><subtitle type='html'>Not a sparrow will fall to the ground apart from the will of God.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11638017.post-7964511351955726028</id><published>2008-05-20T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:22:14.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quote from Daily Bread</title><content type='html'>Our responsibility is to let the Lord and His Word convict us about our own hearts.&lt;br /&gt;-Bill Crowder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-7964511351955726028?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7964511351955726028/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=7964511351955726028' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/7964511351955726028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/7964511351955726028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2008/05/quote-from-daily-bread.html' title='quote from Daily Bread'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-7630747267842489656</id><published>2008-04-04T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:53:43.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you want to teach, you should teach part time. Teaching as a profession would be a waste of your potential.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Lord, you give and take away. Blessed be Your name.”&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cannot say, I have nothing left, though the two or one wants I did hold in my heart…&lt;br /&gt;Have shattered, have scattered and are strewn on paths dark to me.&lt;br /&gt;Tempted, I am to try to find the fragments, but this “heart will choose to stay.”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I knew, and understood. I knew I would lose it all, like clenching the air. Time laughs.&lt;br /&gt;‘Tis ironic, that though we choose our ways, we still in moments of euphoria, against reason and integrity, prove insanity, motion up streams that have long been gone.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am either fool or ingrate, my spirit still longs.&lt;br /&gt;But to Your credit I will forever proclaim:&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be Your name. You give and take away. My heart will choose to stay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-7630747267842489656?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7630747267842489656/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=7630747267842489656' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/7630747267842489656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/7630747267842489656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-want-to-teach-you-should-teach.html' title='If you want to teach, you should teach part time. Teaching as a profession would be a waste of your potential.'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-8825815865561263666</id><published>2008-03-30T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T12:12:08.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spirit</title><content type='html'>I don't always have something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;From [Word Of God Speak lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kutless Word Of God Speak Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding myself at a loss for words&lt;br /&gt;And the funny thing is it's okay&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I need is to be heard&lt;br /&gt;But to hear what You would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Word of God speak&lt;br /&gt;Would You pour down like rain&lt;br /&gt;Washing my eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;Your majesty&lt;br /&gt;To be still and know&lt;br /&gt;That You're in this place&lt;br /&gt;Please let me stay and rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Your holiness&lt;br /&gt;Word of God speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding myself in the midst of You&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the music, beyond the noise&lt;br /&gt;All that I need is to be with You&lt;br /&gt;And in the quiet hear Your voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding myself at a loss for words&lt;br /&gt;And the funny thing is it's okay&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is enough for me for now Lord. Someday I know you'll send me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've got time, please visit http://hermanhawkkan.blogspot.com/ there's a nice post about spirit and truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-8825815865561263666?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8825815865561263666/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=8825815865561263666' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/8825815865561263666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/8825815865561263666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2008/03/spirit.html' title='spirit'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-7759260185622993299</id><published>2008-03-29T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:23:45.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shortcoming a blow to pride</title><content type='html'>Lord, i know i've got a long way to go;&lt;br /&gt;so help me to keep on going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-7759260185622993299?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7759260185622993299/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=7759260185622993299' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/7759260185622993299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/7759260185622993299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2008/03/shortcoming-blow-to-pride.html' title='shortcoming a blow to pride'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-5103191344321167232</id><published>2008-03-27T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T12:17:39.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to God</title><content type='html'>You waited at the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite my convictions to be independent,&lt;br /&gt;despite my obsession with rationality,&lt;br /&gt;despite my commitment to unsentimentality,&lt;br /&gt;as i was too dependent on man,&lt;br /&gt;too rash in my feeling driven motions,&lt;br /&gt;and did not cherish the preciousness of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite my tangency,&lt;br /&gt;you waited at the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-5103191344321167232?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5103191344321167232/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=5103191344321167232' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5103191344321167232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5103191344321167232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2008/03/dedicated-to-god.html' title='Dedicated to God'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-1840600134220934823</id><published>2007-12-12T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:05:31.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>interview with jack tramiel</title><content type='html'>When I was in high school, it seemed like there was almost a culture war between users of the Commodore 64, the Apple IIe, and the Atari 800. What do you think was different about the machines and the people who used them?&lt;br /&gt;Tramiel: The only difference was the price. Because it seems that in this country, if you sell something cheaper, it can't be as good. If it's more expensive, and it's the same product, it must be a better product. That didn't stop me. I still wanted to sell it for a low price. But if a person pays three times as much for a computer, he has to be proud of it, because he paid for it. He can't call himself stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-1840600134220934823?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1840600134220934823/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=1840600134220934823' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1840600134220934823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1840600134220934823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/12/interview-with-jack-tramiel.html' title='interview with jack tramiel'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-883881445669754067</id><published>2007-11-26T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:20:20.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>innocence</title><content type='html'>ironic how i have to plan it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-883881445669754067?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/883881445669754067/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=883881445669754067' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/883881445669754067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/883881445669754067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/11/innocence.html' title='innocence'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-5147767927494814949</id><published>2007-10-09T23:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:36:58.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet</title><content type='html'>are memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-5147767927494814949?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5147767927494814949/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=5147767927494814949' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5147767927494814949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5147767927494814949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/10/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-5048663536412815654</id><published>2007-08-04T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:24:55.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing more</title><content type='html'>There is nothing more, that you would take away, that i could not let go.  May my life be a pleasing sacrifice, wholly dedicated and fruitful.  I touch on fear, but then, what should a man fear if he possesses nothing, not even his life?  His master of course.  If a man can be a talent, then i pray i not dig a hole and hide in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-5048663536412815654?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5048663536412815654/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=5048663536412815654' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5048663536412815654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5048663536412815654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-more.html' title='nothing more'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-6930264312860593850</id><published>2007-07-13T22:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:01:13.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my brother suggested that the most important priority in looking for a woman is loyalty.  i know it to be wise advice, but find it hard to follow.  though it matters not now, because i will choose not to go into any relationship if not for the sake of the one i choose it with when i do.  for i wish not for my past hurts to pain others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-6930264312860593850?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6930264312860593850/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=6930264312860593850' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/6930264312860593850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/6930264312860593850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-brother-suggested-that-most.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-3647427054762160087</id><published>2007-07-10T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:02:07.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not knowing what she thinks, i hope she does not believe that i have anything against her.&lt;br /&gt;the distance i'm trying to place is only to care for her, and to be better prepared to do so if the opportunity arises in the future.  all the while hoping she will forgive me for my failures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what better place to write in a place that nobody reads, but that hopefully one day at a later date you may come across and know a little of what motive i had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-3647427054762160087?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3647427054762160087/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=3647427054762160087' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/3647427054762160087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/3647427054762160087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-knowing-what-she-thinks-i-hope-she.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-2971251467826161466</id><published>2007-06-23T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T01:08:56.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a sincere prayer</title><content type='html'>Abba, Savior, Spirit, please support me; for i am weak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-2971251467826161466?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2971251467826161466/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=2971251467826161466' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/2971251467826161466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/2971251467826161466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/06/sincere-prayer.html' title='a sincere prayer'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-1426310238770086036</id><published>2007-06-15T08:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T08:50:30.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psalm 119:65-72 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X Teth&lt;br /&gt;  65 Do good to your servant&lt;br /&gt;       according to your word, O LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  66 Teach me knowledge and good judgment,&lt;br /&gt;       for I believe in your commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  67 Before I was afflicted I went astray,&lt;br /&gt;       but now I obey your word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  68 You are good, and what you do is good;&lt;br /&gt;       teach me your decrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  69 Though the arrogant have smeared me with lies,&lt;br /&gt;       I keep your precepts with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  70 Their hearts are callous and unfeeling,&lt;br /&gt;       but I delight in your law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  71 It was good for me to be afflicted&lt;br /&gt;       so that I might learn your decrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  72 The law from your mouth is more precious to me&lt;br /&gt;       than thousands of pieces of silver and gold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-1426310238770086036?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1426310238770086036/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=1426310238770086036' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1426310238770086036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1426310238770086036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/06/psalm-11965-72-new-international.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-1511780179733075681</id><published>2007-06-10T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:35:14.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i love you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-1511780179733075681?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1511780179733075681/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=1511780179733075681' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1511780179733075681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1511780179733075681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-4871075733780857465</id><published>2007-06-10T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:07:54.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"how great is our God"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-4871075733780857465?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4871075733780857465/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=4871075733780857465' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/4871075733780857465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/4871075733780857465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/06/melancholy.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-8023925277558179014</id><published>2007-06-01T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:42:53.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of the centurion</title><content type='html'>Luke 7:9&lt;br /&gt;"When Jesus heard this, he was amazed at him, and turning to the crowd following him, he said, 'I tell you, I have not found such great faith even in Israel.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIV note: "he was amazed.  The amazement of Jesus is only mentioned twice, here because of belief and at Nazareth because of unbelief (Mk 6:6)."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-8023925277558179014?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8023925277558179014/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=8023925277558179014' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/8023925277558179014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/8023925277558179014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-centurion.html' title='of the centurion'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-5200785986033875048</id><published>2007-05-06T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T19:34:12.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's prayer</title><content type='html'>Lord please&lt;br /&gt;heal my corrupt mind,&lt;br /&gt;place Your glory in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and may my life reflect both of these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-5200785986033875048?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5200785986033875048/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=5200785986033875048' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5200785986033875048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5200785986033875048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-prayer.html' title='today&apos;s prayer'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-1182350755914889499</id><published>2007-05-05T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:39:27.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am sorry Lord</title><content type='html'>i have sinned,&lt;br /&gt;i found a reason to push you away;&lt;br /&gt;rather than the reason to approach you.&lt;br /&gt;because it is not the circumstance, but how i react to it Lord.&lt;br /&gt;and i have reacted badly.&lt;br /&gt;please forgive me, and teach me to pray prayers like that of Moses i read today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-1182350755914889499?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1182350755914889499/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=1182350755914889499' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1182350755914889499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1182350755914889499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-sorry-lord.html' title='i am sorry Lord'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-4809319423647919474</id><published>2007-05-01T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:07:07.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sparrow</title><content type='html'>sparrows are plain with no particularly lovable features...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-4809319423647919474?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4809319423647919474/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=4809319423647919474' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/4809319423647919474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/4809319423647919474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/05/sparrow.html' title='sparrow'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-6245611570065530289</id><published>2007-04-30T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T01:21:05.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>walk before Him</title><content type='html'>may i not look for consolation and act rashly.&lt;br /&gt;guard my heart oh Lord, &lt;br /&gt;dry the tears confined to my soul, i will keep them there.&lt;br /&gt;may i love selflessly.&lt;br /&gt;may i pray for heart desires, mine and others' in manner of empathy.&lt;br /&gt;may i hurt because of hurts of others and let my pain die.&lt;br /&gt;may i develop patience and harbor peace from You.&lt;br /&gt;grow me Lord, because i am insufficient the way i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-6245611570065530289?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6245611570065530289/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=6245611570065530289' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/6245611570065530289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/6245611570065530289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/04/walk-before-him.html' title='walk before Him'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-827435897833129588</id><published>2007-04-27T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:01:08.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to God and to the woman i try to love</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder why i place my hopes in another human when logic tells me obviously my faith would be better spent on God.  i think it is humanity...  being just another sucker like adam, that despite God, and any companion on earth; i'd long for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me Lord to love a woman, but not to idolize her.  to know that there is possibility my hopes will come crashing down on me because of where i put them, but to live day by day not worrying about the day after so that i may find peace and live life well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are precious to me, i do not want to be a burden to you.  i hope w/o a promise from you, and am willing to know pain or joy as the fruit of my decision.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am aware of what I ask for." (星期五, 二月 16, 2007 : 不要担心) i will blame noone for my decisions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-827435897833129588?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/827435897833129588/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=827435897833129588' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/827435897833129588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/827435897833129588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-god-and-to-woman-i-try-to-love.html' title='to God and to the woman i try to love'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-5183075374776525331</id><published>2007-04-04T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T08:38:32.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anime - ah! my goddess: i don't doubt because i chose to trust in [].&lt;br /&gt;[]:keichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quote stolen from a facebook): &lt;br /&gt;Waiting is our destiny as creatures who cannot by themselves bring about what they hope for. We wait in darkness for a flame we cannot light. We wait in fear for a happy ending we cannot write. We wait for a not yet that feels like a not ever. Waiting is the hardest work of hope. - John Ortberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;and it seems like life is all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;But you don't give in~&lt;br /&gt;you just give it time&lt;br /&gt;since you're intent &lt;br /&gt;to make the climb...&lt;br /&gt;that's determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you just can't win,&lt;br /&gt;as you sometimes won't,&lt;br /&gt;and you feel like quitting; but you don't...&lt;br /&gt;When you've met defeat,&lt;br /&gt;yet still can smile,&lt;br /&gt;stopping only to rest awhile...&lt;br /&gt;that's determination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Emily Matthews-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-5183075374776525331?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5183075374776525331/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=5183075374776525331' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5183075374776525331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/5183075374776525331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/04/anime-ah-my-goddess-i-dont-doubt.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-1040187938583041526</id><published>2007-03-30T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:19:41.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bump</title><content type='html'>found a bump on the back of my neck, i wonder if it's cancer or just some gland infection.  what would my life &amp; death be like if i had cancer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-1040187938583041526?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1040187938583041526/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=1040187938583041526' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1040187938583041526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/1040187938583041526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/03/bump.html' title='bump'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-6506264281530425029</id><published>2007-03-02T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T00:46:52.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>insufficient</title><content type='html'>how i am right now is insufficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will better myself to be more able, though there will always be that which i am unable.  may incompetence be replaced by willful dependence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this ambition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-6506264281530425029?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6506264281530425029/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=6506264281530425029' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/6506264281530425029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/6506264281530425029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/03/insufficient.html' title='insufficient'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-473799744762650923</id><published>2007-02-16T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T01:10:57.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>不要担心</title><content type='html'>She looks at the photo and the drawing on my desk&lt;br /&gt;Asking who it is.&lt;br /&gt;In face of my silence, she asks, is it her?&lt;br /&gt;I consent it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a look of sadness comes across her face&lt;br /&gt;She knows it’s been years since I’ve shown any interest in these matters&lt;br /&gt;And thinks I’ve invested more of my heart than I should in this one&lt;br /&gt;Fearing for me the disappointment and the hurt that just may well be to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my initiative after all,&lt;br /&gt;If I have chosen to blunt the possibilities,&lt;br /&gt;There is no sense in boasting about opportunities that may have been.&lt;br /&gt;But are not.&lt;br /&gt;No sense in fearing disappointment when if given the chance&lt;br /&gt;I would hope despite it&lt;br /&gt;And gladly try to protect and to trust though risk there always is&lt;br /&gt;Of the human heart to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother, do not be worrisome for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am aware of what I ask for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-473799744762650923?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/473799744762650923/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=473799744762650923' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/473799744762650923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/473799744762650923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='不要担心'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-2997513529705546264</id><published>2007-02-14T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T13:02:46.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"it is not self-seeking"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-2997513529705546264?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2997513529705546264/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=2997513529705546264' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/2997513529705546264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/2997513529705546264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-is-not-self-seeking.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-117098918640033997</id><published>2007-02-08T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T18:46:26.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>can God make a rock he cannot lift?&lt;br /&gt;i had an intricate answer for this previously... but today randomly thinking about it, another more elegant solution presented itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rock that God chooses not to uproot, that is such a rock; for He is faithful.  All rocks were made by God.&lt;br /&gt;it makes logical sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-117098918640033997?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/117098918640033997/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=117098918640033997' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/117098918640033997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/117098918640033997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/02/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-117032538953261994</id><published>2007-02-01T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:43:40.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>portfolio</title><content type='html'>my heart is in a non-peaceful state,&lt;br /&gt;i have trouble doing my work because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;have you not learnt your lesson son, stop thinking of the futures that could be, the past that was and the present that you wish for but is not being.  concentrate on doing your best for the present that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit2*&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an amateur artist again, afraid to put down each stroke because what i am drawing is precious to me.  man... i feel like i'm talking to a brick wall writing this on blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-117032538953261994?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/117032538953261994/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=117032538953261994' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/117032538953261994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/117032538953261994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/02/portfolio.html' title='portfolio'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-117005496423370924</id><published>2007-01-28T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T23:17:05.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>It's 2:00am, most likely you're already in bed as you have to work tomorrow morning in all likelihood.  There are things that are a conscious choice, but this wondering if you're alright that accompanies this choice, i don't understand its timing and fervor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-117005496423370924?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/117005496423370924/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=117005496423370924' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/117005496423370924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/117005496423370924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116959620050432813</id><published>2007-01-23T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:50:39.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"There are some things right in the world" - Ananth (applegeeks.com)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070122/tc_nm/china_thief_dc"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070122/tc_nm/china_thief_dc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116959620050432813?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116959620050432813/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116959620050432813' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116959620050432813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116959620050432813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-are-some-things-right-in-world.html' title='&quot;There are some things right in the world&quot; - Ananth (applegeeks.com)'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116950764898199324</id><published>2007-01-22T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T15:15:53.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mundane post of what i do</title><content type='html'>today: slept all day, recovering from yesterday, read a bit of bible, but nothing deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: morning service, lunch and hanging out with tim, rushed home for one hr rest, greet sam and kam, left with them, bro and tais to play badminton with small group and grace church ppl, had dinner with those same ppl, hung out a bit more with sam, then video games into the night, later into the night: news, email and web comics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: portfolio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116950764898199324?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116950764898199324/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116950764898199324' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116950764898199324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116950764898199324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/mundane-post-of-what-i-do.html' title='mundane post of what i do'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116936578727109801</id><published>2007-01-20T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:49:47.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我要努力记得</title><content type='html'>“Biblical love is an act of the will, accompanied by emotion, that leads to action on behalf of its object,” - Voddie Bauchamp, Jr.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i forget, don't let me forget again God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116936578727109801?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116936578727109801/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116936578727109801' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116936578727109801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116936578727109801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='我要努力记得'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116872712153190706</id><published>2007-01-13T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:54:05.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starfield - A Cry in my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;tt&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If I opened my heart&lt;br /&gt;     D              A&lt;br /&gt;Could I go there with you&lt;br /&gt;      Bm            G&lt;br /&gt;For I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;    D                  A&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know there's still more&lt;br /&gt;Em              A&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, I need to know you&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: circumstances seem to be lining up once more,&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in a long time, things are looking up.&lt;br /&gt;not everything, but then again, not everything is a&lt;br /&gt;God sanctioned desire of the heart and even some of&lt;br /&gt;those ones takes perseverance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116872712153190706?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116872712153190706/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116872712153190706' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116872712153190706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116872712153190706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/starfield-cry-in-my-heart.html' title='Starfield - A Cry in my Heart'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116850443687056533</id><published>2007-01-11T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:44:33.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You God</title><content type='html'>I'm still searching for how to ask You the questions you want me to ask, and how to listen when You speak.  You are a God of providence.  Thank you for hearing me.  Thank you for revealing to me a truth deeper than the answer i sought, of reminding what is more important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our Father, who art in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;hallowed be thy name.&lt;br /&gt;Thy kingdom come, thy will be done&lt;br /&gt;on earth as it is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give us this day our daily bread&lt;br /&gt;forgive us our debts as we have forgiven our debtors.&lt;br /&gt;Lead us not into temptation,&lt;br /&gt;but deliver us from the evil one.&lt;br /&gt;For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Prayer is one of the needed, and Jesus said, “This, then, is how you should pray"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116850443687056533?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116850443687056533/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116850443687056533' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116850443687056533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116850443687056533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank You God'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116801270358656341</id><published>2007-01-05T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T22:21:43.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart, desire, fear, and hope</title><content type='html'>I'm afraid to put my whole heart into something,&lt;br /&gt;Because i fear at the end,  only disappointment will remain.&lt;br /&gt;How will God, then "give [me] the desires of [my] heart?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;     For what want is weighty enough to consider a "desire[] of&lt;br /&gt;your heart" than for a whole-hearted want?&lt;/blockquote&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; put my whole heart in.  But what of the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought preparing myself for every outcome was the solution to avoid being disappointed.   I don't doubt God's ability, but I do my ability to discern which desires are from Him, and which are from me. So how effective is this manner of doing things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My own works (in this case preparing myself to meet all scenarios), covers all the bases of success and failure, allows me to plan ahead to how I will react to each outcome, softening the blow.  Softening the blow... to a heart's desire's despair, if my heart is in it then there is no escape.  Man's contraptions cannot assure success, I gamble with my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to the lock of Psalm 37:4 is this: "Delight yourself in the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;This is how to come about desire, and how success is guaranteed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116801270358656341?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116801270358656341/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116801270358656341' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116801270358656341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116801270358656341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/heart-desire-fear-and-hope.html' title='heart, desire, fear, and hope'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116784474227321836</id><published>2007-01-03T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T09:19:02.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>You, Bombardier, Edison, crazy kitchen that play tricks on balance, tiny rockets and space ship with many buttons, tunnels and sliding, trains, and lots of photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116784474227321836?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116784474227321836/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116784474227321836' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116784474227321836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116784474227321836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2007/01/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-116694790138360688</id><published>2006-12-24T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:11:41.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remember to wait when God is silent,&lt;br /&gt;and to listen when He  speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's useless to presently keep asking the questions He intends to answer later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-116694790138360688?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/116694790138360688/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=116694790138360688' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116694790138360688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/116694790138360688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/12/remember-to-wait-when-god-is-silent.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-115744053684665376</id><published>2006-09-05T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:15:36.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>determination</title><content type='html'>how strong is my resolve to love you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-115744053684665376?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/115744053684665376/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=115744053684665376' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115744053684665376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115744053684665376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/09/determination.html' title='determination'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-115726194032698539</id><published>2006-09-02T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:39:00.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the rape of nanking</title><content type='html'>i borrowed it for my brother by request from the library(The Rape of Nanking, by Iris Chang),&lt;br /&gt;i just  recently read bits and pieces; it tells of atroceties i never bothered to acknowledge fully when my parents would mention the crimes that the japanese committed against the chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would say, the japanese people of today are not the japanese people that committed those crimes in the past, and make no mistake, i still believe this true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i understand the outrage concerning the changing of history.&lt;br /&gt;when the book talks of the trials and death penalties that were given out as sentences, for the first time in my life i painfully resented that death was too good for these men.  that they should have faced every suffering they had caused to so many hundreds of thousands, that 1/3 captives died under them as opposed to 1/25 in world warI in nazis concentration camps was a sickening shock.  i wished wrath and revenge, because they deserved no less.  for every rape, murder, beating, execution, atrocity they committed that they receive it the number of times they had victimized another, and tenfold for the inhumanity such acts show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot and do not hate the japanese race, i hate these men that so wronged, so very wronged people.  and i prayed this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God you are a just judge.  i would think hell were too good for them if it were not only what i do not know of it that numbs my fear of it.  God you are a just judge.  The victims, how they suffered will you take this into account though they may not have known you?  God you are a just judge.  How do you find grace for men like these?  my mind tells me i need to learn your grace, because it is all that saves us all...  but my heart is sickened and furious... (my hope is in you)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-115726194032698539?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/115726194032698539/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=115726194032698539' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115726194032698539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115726194032698539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/09/rape-of-nanking.html' title='the rape of nanking'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-115271455209725811</id><published>2006-07-12T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:29:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spiritual checklist(quote from daily bread)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I suggest that we get over our reluctance. With Godâ€™s guidance, letâ€™s undergo a spiritual checkup, using Proverbs 4:20-27 as a checklist. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; Ears &lt;/strong&gt; (v.20): Are we hearing Godâ€™s Word clearly and with understanding? Are we doing what those words tell us? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; Eyes &lt;/strong&gt; (vv.21,25): Are we keeping our eyes on the teachings that will guide us toward righteousness? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; Heart &lt;/strong&gt; (v.23): Are we protecting our heart from evil? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; Tongue &lt;/strong&gt; (v.24): Is our mouth clean and pure? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; Feet &lt;/strong&gt; (v.26): Are we walking straight toward Godâ€™s truth without wavering? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-115271455209725811?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/115271455209725811/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=115271455209725811' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115271455209725811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115271455209725811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/07/spiritual-checklistquote-from-daily.html' title='spiritual checklist(quote from daily bread)'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-115102402519513918</id><published>2006-06-22T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:53:45.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Bread Quote:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; June 22, 2006 &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;h1&gt; Millions! &lt;/h1&gt;   &lt;p&gt;  &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td&gt; LISTEN TO ODB RADIO: &lt;a href="http://boss.streamos.com/real/rbc/odb/2006/06/odb-06-22-06.smi" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; Real &lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://boss.streamos.com/download/rbc/odb/2006/06/odb-06-22-06.mp3" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; MP3 &lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://boss.streamos.com/wmedia/rbc/odb/2006/06/odb-06-22-06.wax" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; WMA &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; READ: &lt;a href="http://bible.gospelcom.net/bible?language=english&amp;version=NIV&amp;amp;passage=Luke+12%3a13-34" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; Luke 12:13-34 &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt; Where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.  —Luke 12:34 &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;div&gt;  &lt;img alt="ODB 2006 06 Cover Small" title="ODB 2006 06 Cover Small" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our_daily_bread/cover/47988.aspx" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; About this cover &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt; The British film &lt;em&gt; Millions &lt;/em&gt; tells the engaging story of two brothers who find a bag full of money with no apparent owner. The younger boy wants to use it to help the poor, while the older sibling sees it as his ticket to popularity and the good life. What unfolds is a story that vividly contrasts the freedom of a generous spirit with the frustration of a grasping hand. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In a sermon based on Genesis 3, my pastor said, “Our hands have been clenched from the fall.” Jesus’ teachings about faith and generosity seem deliberately intended to pry them open. He said, “Do not fear, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom. Sell what you have and give alms; provide yourselves money bags which do not grow old, a treasure in the heavens that does not fail, where no thief approaches nor moth destroys. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also” (Luke 12:32-34). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The words of our Lord may sound so radical that we find it difficult to figure out how to put them into practice. But if we honestly seek His guidance, He will guide our steps and guard our hearts from worry. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; I suspect that the generous boy in that movie had open hands long before millions fell into them.  &lt;span&gt; — &lt;a href="http://www.rbc.org/devotionals/our_daily_bread/writer/4559.aspx" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; David C. McCasland &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt; One grace each child of God can show&lt;br /&gt;Is giving from a willing heart;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, if we wait till riches grow,&lt;br /&gt;It may be that we’ll never start.  —D. De Haan &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;  &lt;p&gt; There is more power in the open hand than in the clenched fist. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p&gt; For similar resources, search these topics: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-115102402519513918?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/115102402519513918/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=115102402519513918' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115102402519513918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/115102402519513918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/daily-bread-quote.html' title='Daily Bread Quote:'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114998836426280611</id><published>2006-06-10T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T18:12:44.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shy vs confident theory</title><content type='html'>if people think you a shy person, they are much more forgiving to you not taking the first step and more likely to take initiative.&lt;br /&gt;if people think you a confident person, then you are more likely to seem like a prick for the same lack of action and be ignored for not paying attention to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114998836426280611?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114998836426280611/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114998836426280611' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114998836426280611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114998836426280611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/shy-vs-confident-theory.html' title='shy vs confident theory'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114836930178993119</id><published>2006-05-23T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:28:21.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Lord</title><content type='html'>how do i explain this fatigue that comes everytime i sit in meditation?&lt;br /&gt;when i have time to think, my mind always walks back to this place where i am not doing enough, where i am not who i want to be just yet, where i am lonely and tired from not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the work i want to do in your name is so far, my loves not perfect, and my soul so idle.  give me my daily bread.  show me my starlike destiny of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only you'd take away this loneliness i might stop using it as an excuse...  but i must stop anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be a changed person, to not disapoint myself, to not disapoint you, to not disapoint the ones i love, to "you jing bu"(have progressed).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114836930178993119?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114836930178993119/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114836930178993119' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114836930178993119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114836930178993119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-lord.html' title='Dear Lord'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114661460732874612</id><published>2006-05-02T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T17:03:27.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>month of april</title><content type='html'>watching naruto, i realised how come we love watching hard work and dedication yet do not excercise it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching love hina, it was repeated how if you love someone, that when the time comes to admit it in front of the world, we had better have the courage and humility to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while dreading a failure in academics, i learnt the relationship between dependence on God and my share of hard work; that it takes dependence on God emotionally and spiritually in order to tap into the full potential with which i can do my best hardwork unhindered by weights on the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while talking with a friend, i realised how misunderstood we sometimes are when we rationalise the possibilities, the perceived "good" outcomes are generally easy to plan for and to elaborate on; but when it comes to the perceived "losing" outcome, we are not always sure and so when we talk to others to understand for ourselves what we would do in that case, and only ask of this aspect, they say we worry too much that we are too negative.  when in truth we are planning for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notasparrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114661460732874612?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11638017.post-114370263294276606</id><published>2006-03-29T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T23:10:32.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know a good cry would feel real good&lt;br /&gt;but the lack of reason, lack of feeling&lt;br /&gt;keeps all fear, good cheer and tears inside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114370263294276606?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114370263294276606/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114370263294276606' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114370263294276606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114370263294276606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-know-good-cry-would-feel-real-good.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114361725638785432</id><published>2006-03-28T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:27:36.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaf</title><content type='html'>May the road rise up to you,&lt;br /&gt;May the wind be always at your back,&lt;br /&gt;May the sun shine warm upon your face.&lt;br /&gt;And the rains fall soft upon your fields,&lt;br /&gt;=) And, until we meet again,&lt;br /&gt;May God hold you in the hollow of His hand&lt;br /&gt;an Irish Blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114361725638785432?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114361725638785432/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114361725638785432' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114361725638785432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114361725638785432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaf.html' title='leaf'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114154292991395515</id><published>2006-03-04T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T15:46:24.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(censored)</title><content type='html'>because we can say many things,&lt;br /&gt;but it is not always wise to do something just because you can&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114154292991395515?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114154292991395515/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114154292991395515' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114154292991395515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114154292991395515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/03/censored.html' title='(censored)'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114055681863548086</id><published>2006-02-21T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T13:20:18.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cropped, and looping .... Spin Doctors - Two Princes</title><content type='html'>One, two, princes kneel before you&lt;br /&gt;(that’s what I said, now)&lt;br /&gt;Princes, princes who adore you&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;One has diamonds in his pockets&lt;br /&gt;(that sounds great, now)&lt;br /&gt;This one, said he wants to buy you lockets&lt;br /&gt;(ain’t in his head, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, he got a princely racket&lt;br /&gt;(that’s what I said, now)&lt;br /&gt;Got some big seal upon his jacket&lt;br /&gt;(ain’t in his head, now)&lt;br /&gt;Marry him, your father will condone you&lt;br /&gt;(how bout that, now)&lt;br /&gt;Marry me, your father will disown you&lt;br /&gt;(he’ll eat his hat, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, marry him or marry me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one that loves you b baby can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t got no future or a family tree,&lt;br /&gt;But I know what a prince and lover ought to be,&lt;br /&gt;I know what a prince and lover ought to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said, if you want to call me baby&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;An’ if you’d like to tell me maybe&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;An if you wanna buy me flowers&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;And if you’d like to talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said, one, two, princes kneel before you&lt;br /&gt;(that’s what I said, now)&lt;br /&gt;Princes, princes who adore you&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;One has diamonds in his pockets&lt;br /&gt;(that sounds great, now)&lt;br /&gt;This one, he wants to buy you lockets&lt;br /&gt;(ain’t in his head, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry him or marry me,&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one that loves you baby can’t you see?&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t got no future or a family tree,&lt;br /&gt;But I know what a prince and lover ought to be,&lt;br /&gt;I know what a prince and lover ought to be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said, if you want to call me baby&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;An’ if you’d like to tell me maybe&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna buy me flowers&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;And if you’d like to talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to call me baby&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;An’ if you’d like to tell me maybe&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;If you’d like buy me flowers&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;And if you’d like to talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said, if you want to call me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An’ if you’d like to tell me maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna buy me flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you’d like to talk for hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just go ahead now) repeat to fade..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114055681863548086?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114055681863548086/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114055681863548086' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114055681863548086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114055681863548086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/cropped-and-looping-spin-doctors-two.html' title='cropped, and looping .... Spin Doctors - Two Princes'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-114048989094147696</id><published>2006-02-20T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:44:50.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no number to call</title><content type='html'>when can i rest Lord&lt;br /&gt;your work finds my heart breaking,&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know how to ask&lt;br /&gt;or to live with a new one each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can i no longer fade...&lt;br /&gt;when can i say and mean&lt;br /&gt;this place, that place&lt;br /&gt;it no longer matters where i am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-114048989094147696?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114048989094147696/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=114048989094147696' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114048989094147696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/114048989094147696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-number-to-call.html' title='no number to call'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113999658462937946</id><published>2006-02-15T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:43:04.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday</title><content type='html'>sorry God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113999658462937946?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113999658462937946/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113999658462937946' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113999658462937946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113999658462937946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/everyday.html' title='everyday'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113998192828421879</id><published>2006-02-14T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T21:39:16.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>evolutionists encouraging non-critical thinking</title><content type='html'>whoever still believes that all evolutionists are pro critical thinking, whereas people who believe in creationism are all trying to deny progress, have not looked at society recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from: http://today.reuters.com/news/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;COLUMBUS, Ohio (Reuters) - In another setback for those who want schools to question the theory of evolution, Ohio education officials voted on Tuesday to remove a first-in-the-nation lesson plan that allowed teachers to do so.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By a vote of 11 to 4, the Ohio Board of Education pulled a model lesson plan on the subject it had approved in 2004 and sent the matter to a committee for revisions, according to J.C. Benton, spokesman for the state's education department.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He said the lesson plan in question permitted science teachers to encourage students to look at questions about evolution -- something that proponents of "intelligent design" generally call "teaching the controversy."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The lesson plan did not specifically mention intelligent design, the concept that God or some other higher intelligence must have been responsible for what happened in evolution from the start and through the process.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Benton said the optional lesson plan had been available to Ohio schools since it was approved but it was not known how many science teachers may have elected to use it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The board had come under pressure from science groups to pull the lesson plan. Ohio was the first state to adopt such a teaching instruction.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The vote was at least the second major setback for proponents of intelligent design. Last year in Pennsylvania a federal court ruled that the theory could not be taught in a public school in that state which had required it. The school board in Dover, Pennsylvania, which had approved the teaching, was voted out of office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113998192828421879?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113998192828421879/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113998192828421879' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113998192828421879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113998192828421879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/evolutionists-encouraging-non-critical.html' title='evolutionists encouraging non-critical thinking'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113989132947415845</id><published>2006-02-13T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T20:36:10.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm looking for a church to call home and major reason i left</title><content type='html'>[...]&lt;br /&gt;[23:15] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: i know... i want everyone to be more critical to think for themselves and not be spoon fed, i want all of the church to have individual strong pursued relationships with God&lt;br /&gt;[23:15] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: as well as a strong sense of community&lt;br /&gt;[23:16] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: but i won't try to achieve it by spawning discord among brother's and sisters and seperating the church i do have good memories of at occasional points in my life&lt;br /&gt;[23:17] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: the Bible is clear about this, not to seperate the church&lt;br /&gt;[23:17] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: not to make divides within it&lt;br /&gt;[23:18] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: it also says however that fellowship with brothers and sisters is important (censored name)&lt;br /&gt;[23:18] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: and this is why i brought it up&lt;br /&gt;[23:20] sparrow :: Love:God be my witness: maybe it's time we found such a fellowship for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who cares enough about me to take me in?&lt;br /&gt;and if he's willing i'm bringing (censored name) too! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113989132947415845?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113989132947415845/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113989132947415845' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113989132947415845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113989132947415845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-looking-for-church-to-call-home-and.html' title='i&apos;m looking for a church to call home and major reason i left'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113986132471838477</id><published>2006-02-13T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T12:08:44.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;22&lt;/span&gt;But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, &lt;span&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. &lt;span&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the sinful nature with its passions and desires. &lt;span&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. &lt;span&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;Let us not become conceited, provoking and envying each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113986132471838477?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113986132471838477/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113986132471838477' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113986132471838477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113986132471838477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/goal.html' title='goal'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113968704615814257</id><published>2006-02-11T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T11:45:45.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you</title><content type='html'>i wish i could make everything all better with you and for you.&lt;br /&gt;you have the ultimate say so in your life&lt;br /&gt;i understand you won't always want, and i'm not always able&lt;br /&gt;but you'll find me willing when you want and ready&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113968704615814257?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113968704615814257/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113968704615814257' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113968704615814257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113968704615814257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-you.html' title='to you'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113946655943551538</id><published>2006-02-08T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:29:19.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't It Be Nice - Beachboys</title><content type='html'>Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn’t it be nice to live together&lt;br /&gt;In the kind of world where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it’s gonna make it that much better&lt;br /&gt;When we can say goodnight and stay together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up&lt;br /&gt;In the morning when the day is new&lt;br /&gt;And after having spent the day together&lt;br /&gt;Hold each other close the whole night through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy times together we’ve been spending&lt;br /&gt;I wish that every kiss was neverending&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true&lt;br /&gt;Baby then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldn’t do&lt;br /&gt;We could be married&lt;br /&gt;And then we’d be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it seems the more we talk about it&lt;br /&gt;It only makes it worse to live without it&lt;br /&gt;But lets talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t it be nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113946655943551538?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113946655943551538/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113946655943551538' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113946655943551538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113946655943551538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/wouldnt-it-be-nice-beachboys.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t It Be Nice - Beachboys'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113943574116525270</id><published>2006-02-08T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T13:55:41.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>which one is me, how can they both be?</title><content type='html'>he sped up the stairs seeing the metro doors caught in suspension, something must have been in their way momentarily; but now whatever it was, was gone and they would close.&lt;br /&gt;up the stairs, racing. the last stretch between the platform and the stairs, racing. &lt;br /&gt;he made it just in time the doors closing, touching his backpack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking a breath he looked around, an older woman watched him smiling; and why not he thought, why shouldn't simple and elementary accomplishments bring smiles from us, he had just raced through the doors and succeeded in getting by, a minor personal accomplishment granted, but what did its weight matter?  so smile he did as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting here, he received a phone call; his brother's spouse, his sister in law; asked for the whereabouts of his brother and mother.  having been answered with cluelessness, she informed him that they were probably at the hospital, his father had just gotten his operation.  didn't he know?  he had been praying for the past while, asking for prayers; so why did he not feel.  why is he numb of fear, numb of sympathy and of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i know to take the slight joys of life to heart, but not feel when it comes to things so important to me?  who am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113943574116525270?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113943574116525270/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113943574116525270' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113943574116525270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113943574116525270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/which-one-is-me-how-can-they-both-be.html' title='which one is me, how can they both be?'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113882092497293694</id><published>2006-02-01T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T11:08:44.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do we go only half the way?</title><content type='html'>she watched him, and he watched her;&lt;br /&gt;does she recognize me?  i cannot see her well enough, do i know her?&lt;br /&gt;continues to probe his mind for a recollection of recognition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she seats herself in an opposing seat, they've already acknowledged each others' presence;&lt;br /&gt;it's impolite to stare, glances... wonders...&lt;br /&gt;...i think i know... i think i remember...&lt;br /&gt;now, i remember, she used to get off at the same stop before i moved, at some point i said next time i saw her again on this bus that i'd talk to her; but things have changed, i've moved, and we no longer have the bus stop in common; things have changed, ppl change, i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;he closes his eyes for a bit to avoid having to own up to what he said to himself in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakes unable to doze, assumes a amused smile.  suprised, he recognized her after so long and with my inability to recognize ppl; let's see if i am right.&lt;br /&gt;she gets off on Napoleon... yes i was not mistaken, amusement to having remembered brings a smile, but a missed opportunity to get to know yet another person adds an emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people walk in the public eye, many wanting to be noticed; but once each acknowledge each other, the failure to admit it by means of commitment(though we fear it, for sake of commiting w/o knowing), defeats us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113882092497293694?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113882092497293694/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113882092497293694' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113882092497293694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113882092497293694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-do-we-go-only-half-way.html' title='why do we go only half the way?'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113829204993881079</id><published>2006-01-26T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:14:09.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"You are one of a kind—designed to glorify God as only you can." - Excerpt from Daily Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113829204993881079?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113829204993881079/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113829204993881079' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113829204993881079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113829204993881079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-are-one-of-kinddesigned-to-glorify.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113767998871861094</id><published>2006-01-19T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:13:08.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning-read-that-caught-my-eye</title><content type='html'>But Job responded, "Shall we indeed accept good from God, and shall we not accept adversity?" (v.10).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113767998871861094?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113767998871861094/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113767998871861094' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113767998871861094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113767998871861094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/morning-read-that-caught-my-eye.html' title='morning-read-that-caught-my-eye'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113764905639260813</id><published>2006-01-18T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:51:44.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation between A and B</title><content type='html'>[00:16] person A: are you sensitive&lt;br /&gt;[00:16] person B: i'm human&lt;br /&gt;[00:16] person B: to love, it's impossible to not need, depends on how you deal with that need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're person A because you are important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm person B and as for how i deal with my needs, up till now i've been avoiding the question quite well; tonight i finally asked God to intervene cause i know i can't go on like this forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113764905639260813?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113764905639260813/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113764905639260813' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113764905639260813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113764905639260813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/conversation-between-and-b.html' title='conversation between A and B'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113735498050800201</id><published>2006-01-15T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T11:56:20.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new "thing to do"</title><content type='html'>&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; In your anger do not sin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;       when you are on your beds,&lt;br /&gt;       search your hearts and be silent.&lt;br /&gt;       Selah &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; Offer right sacrifices&lt;br /&gt;       and trust in the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;maybe insomnia isn't so bad after all, it might just have its uses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113735498050800201?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113735498050800201/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113735498050800201' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113735498050800201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113735498050800201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-thing-to-do.html' title='new &quot;thing to do&quot;'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113711867709982033</id><published>2006-01-12T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:17:57.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forbid her tears to reach the earth&lt;br /&gt;recognize them for what they're worth&lt;br /&gt;touch the sadness in her love&lt;br /&gt;change it to comfort from above&lt;br /&gt;for nothing else will do&lt;br /&gt;and i feel helpless in truth&lt;br /&gt;i can pray and know you hear&lt;br /&gt;but only you may sate her fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would trade my soul to righteousness&lt;br /&gt;but nothing could it cleanse&lt;br /&gt;and nothing would it mean&lt;br /&gt;so please Jesus, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am out of place to ask, i have no right, i have no merit; but i ask because i still feel her tears and know you do a billion and more fold.  you understand her feeling of loss and all the things through her mind and heart better than anyone, and you can do all things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113711867709982033?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113711867709982033/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113711867709982033' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113711867709982033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113711867709982033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/forbid-her-tears-to-reach-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113698745381909596</id><published>2006-01-11T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:14:52.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cry In My Heart" - Starfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cry In My Heart"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a cry in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For Your glory to fall&lt;br /&gt;For Your presence to fill up my senses&lt;br /&gt;There's a yearning again&lt;br /&gt;A thirst for discipline&lt;br /&gt;A hunger for things that are deeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could You take me beyond?&lt;br /&gt;Could You carry me through?&lt;br /&gt;If I open my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Could I go there with You?&lt;br /&gt;(For I've been here before&lt;br /&gt;But I know there's still more&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lord, I need to know You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what do I have&lt;br /&gt;If I don't have You, Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;What in this life&lt;br /&gt;Could mean any more?&lt;br /&gt;You are my rock&lt;br /&gt;You are my glory&lt;br /&gt;You are the lifter&lt;br /&gt;Of my head&lt;br /&gt;Lifter of this head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113698745381909596?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113698745381909596/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113698745381909596' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113698745381909596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113698745381909596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/cry-in-my-heart-starfield.html' title='&quot;Cry In My Heart&quot; - Starfield'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113684384302541293</id><published>2006-01-09T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:08:35.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolution</title><content type='html'>Lord, caring for people, though rewarding, is taxing and at times hope wells up where it might be best if it didn't, and the disapointment that follows takes its toll; and i know you do your best to keep me whole with what access my stubborn heart limits you to. i feel as adam might have before he was with eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new year's resolution:&lt;br /&gt;sensitivity for guys is to exist, feelings and emotions too; but to show them with abandon is expected to be a rare occasion, its reasons and intentions already considered with time before respectful expression. most tears should never leave the eyes that those that fall may be precious in their selflessness. this will become my mantra of sensitivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't put on a mask because i cherish sincerity too much; but what i do or say or do not, it's to look out for the best interests of the ones i love; restraint is not acting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113684384302541293?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113684384302541293/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113684384302541293' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113684384302541293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113684384302541293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='new year resolution'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113676847145227206</id><published>2006-01-08T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T17:01:11.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i meant to</title><content type='html'>i really did, i meant to post something profound.&lt;br /&gt;but instead, i'm censoring my thoughts tonight; because after a day of what i thought was clarity, they're all muddled up and confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113676847145227206?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113676847145227206/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113676847145227206' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113676847145227206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113676847145227206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-meant-to.html' title='i meant to'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113557505609039207</id><published>2005-12-25T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:32:00.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Christmas</title><content type='html'>there's quite a few good things this Christmas, and only two regrets;&lt;br /&gt;one is school, but i never gave it another thought.&lt;br /&gt;the second is the discontent and melancholy i cannot erase from another's heart.&lt;br /&gt;and about this i've been thinking these over and over as if it'd do any good.&lt;br /&gt;praying my heart out to have you smiling a sincere unhindered joy;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite helpless, still i've come up with a plan, but you're going to have to help me out and figure the things of your heart and teach them to me so that i can carry it out as i seem to get them wrong a lot.&lt;br /&gt;so please excuse my lack of genius and awkwardness at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113557505609039207?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113557505609039207/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113557505609039207' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113557505609039207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113557505609039207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-christmas.html' title='This Christmas'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113454206854222949</id><published>2005-12-13T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T19:08:58.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSECURE</title><content type='html'>Ben:&lt;br /&gt;At least you know your love is best Lord, at least you deserve all love and know it true.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, i know my love is not perfect and am constantly left wondering if those i love are better off being loved by someone other than me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if i am at a disadvantage, even with the humanity you experienced and empathize for; how can you understand this insecurity of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God:&lt;br /&gt;I tell you the truth, even if you loved with a love so pure and unfailing that it wrought tears enough to satisfy righteousness; even if you had earned all right to being loved by mankind; love is a choice and each chooses as he/she so pleases. The greatest love does not always win, still it loves in the best way, and waits patiently in the doorway for the day it becomes fufilled, for truly love requires more than one will.&lt;br /&gt;Do not concern yourself with the love others are able to give, but love patiently and properly in obedience to me and as a selfless service unto others; and if your love falters, know that i love you and continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113454206854222949?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113454206854222949/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113454206854222949' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113454206854222949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113454206854222949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/12/insecure.html' title='INSECURE'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113372523291268284</id><published>2005-12-04T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T11:40:32.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't understand.</title><content type='html'>Luke 4:29-30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got up, drove him out of the town, and took him to the bow of the hill on which the town was built, in order to throw him down the cliff.  But he walked right through the crowd and went on his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did they give passage to Christ in a moment of realisation, or did Jesus litterally walk through them?  i think i need to learn hebrew and greek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113372523291268284?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113372523291268284/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113372523291268284' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113372523291268284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113372523291268284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dont-understand.html' title='I don&apos;t understand.'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113163504422447442</id><published>2005-11-10T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T07:04:04.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote from Daily Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt; I have an old nature that noisily clamors&lt;br /&gt;To satisfy empty desire;&lt;br /&gt;But God in His goodness has sent me a Helper&lt;br /&gt;Who whispers, "Your calling is higher."  —Gustafson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113163504422447442?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113163504422447442/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113163504422447442' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113163504422447442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113163504422447442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/quote-from-daily-bread.html' title='Quote from Daily Bread'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113138342886549255</id><published>2005-11-07T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:10:28.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to meditate</title><content type='html'>to meditate on God's word&lt;br /&gt;to admit one's own inability, and search for a love great enough to find a way&lt;br /&gt;to accept graceful agape and to find longing to reciprocate in obedience and service&lt;br /&gt;through a godly life by a heart's transformation.&lt;br /&gt;to find worth in his wisdom and character of love to compel and sustain this godly life and heart's transformation becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to find peace in true promises that will last ..forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113138342886549255?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113138342886549255/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113138342886549255' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113138342886549255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113138342886549255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-meditate.html' title='to meditate'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113065701395707584</id><published>2005-10-30T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:23:33.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the blue</title><content type='html'>why is it, that out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;the past comes back to haunt me&lt;br /&gt;i think of times once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;reminisce of that once when&lt;br /&gt;you told me you were waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;and the time that we sat in the guest's room&lt;br /&gt;you asking me what was wrong&lt;br /&gt;and me saying: nothing, that you should go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;and i said it with a smile because i cared.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not out of the blue,&lt;br /&gt;mayhaps it be the loneliness i surround myself with&lt;br /&gt;figures it comes about when i stay detached&lt;br /&gt;detached from everyone only sometimes finding God.&lt;br /&gt;so what is my starlike destiny Lord, to dream, to hope,&lt;br /&gt;to pursue a made up life&lt;br /&gt;or to wake and live and die living or trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113065701395707584?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113065701395707584/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113065701395707584' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113065701395707584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113065701395707584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/10/out-of-blue.html' title='out of the blue'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113025765713691215</id><published>2005-10-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:28:49.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 16 (continued)</title><content type='html'>The sorrows of those will increase&lt;br /&gt;who run after other gods.&lt;br /&gt;(i will find my purpose only in you, you are the one true God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not pour out their libations of&lt;br /&gt;blood&lt;br /&gt;or take up their names on my&lt;br /&gt;lips.&lt;br /&gt;(NIV: [i will not] Appeal to or worship them. Your view of me is the only one that matters and i am to be different as a believer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, you have assigned me my&lt;br /&gt;portion and my cup;&lt;br /&gt;you have made my lot secure.&lt;br /&gt;(you have determined my destiny and nothing and noone can take it away from me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boundary lines have fallen for&lt;br /&gt;me in pleasant places;&lt;br /&gt;surely I have a delightful&lt;br /&gt;inheritance.&lt;br /&gt;(i know the starlike dance of a destiny you have chosen for me is in my best interest, for "we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him" and that you watch over even the sparrows.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113025765713691215?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113025765713691215/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113025765713691215' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113025765713691215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113025765713691215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/10/psalm-16-continued.html' title='Psalm 16 (continued)'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-113009369855373436</id><published>2005-10-23T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T11:54:58.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 16 (beginning)</title><content type='html'>Keep me safe, O God,&lt;br /&gt;            for in you I take refuge.&lt;br /&gt;(Lord, protect me from myself, my temptations and sin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to the Lord, “You are my&lt;br /&gt;Lord;&lt;br /&gt;            apart from you I have no good thing.”&lt;br /&gt;(You are MY Lord, other than you and what you give I have no good thing, you are the unmistakable first in my life and all good things of mine are from you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the saints who are in the&lt;br /&gt;land,&lt;br /&gt;            they are the glorious ones in whom is all my delight.&lt;br /&gt;(Your disciples, sons and daughters; my teachers, brothers and sisters are my delight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-113009369855373436?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113009369855373436/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=113009369855373436' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113009369855373436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/113009369855373436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/10/psalm-16-beginning.html' title='Psalm 16 (beginning)'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-112890653952912733</id><published>2005-10-09T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T18:08:59.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>went to MCAC today; very few ppl are familiar with me now; i used to be a regular, but no more.&lt;br /&gt;the pastor never added me to the email list for months, despite being apprentice in small groups since their start and saying he would once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;people act even more awkward with me than before, i'm thinking it's because i've started to become viewed as a spiritual slacker of some sort, or a deviant (due to my confrontational and unconforming style).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's sermon asked what are we thankful for... i thought and thought and nothing came to mind which i felt thankful enough to be moved... not immediately at least,&lt;br /&gt;then i realised God gave me a little more passion for my life.  Before i left montreal, i was living a depressingly mediocre life with a pending sense of dead-endedness.  Other people wanted to share and i was intent on giving them priority to me telling everyone that God gave me time away from them and that was what i was thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;i also remembered how God kept good things for me till the time was right; how words from mars i hadn't been spoiled with, how much impact they had because they had been few.&lt;br /&gt;i have a family to be thankful for: a mother, a father, a brother and sister and a sister-in-law and a grandma.&lt;br /&gt;life is not at its worst, life is not at its best, it's as good as i let God do for me, no more, no less.  there will always be something to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning of the sermon, we were given a seed; at its end we were to put our offering money into a bowl of seeds up front, our seed in a cup on the altar and take a fruit from the latter as well.  mistakingly, i waved my hand over the bowl, dropping my seed and picking a fruit from the altar and going back to my seat.  before sitting down, i realised my mistake in putting the seed in the bowl, smiled and thought it fitting that my destiny possibly lay apart from this congregation, understood that i had nothing holding me back.  After the service, i was possibly the first to leave.  On my way out, seated at the last row... did i recognize this person correctly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(flashback)&lt;br /&gt;Karin: Hey Ben, she speaks mandarin also, ...(I can't remember her name) this is Ben, Ben this is ... .&lt;br /&gt;...: Hi *smile* *asks where i was from*&lt;br /&gt;Ben: *remembering a quick wordless encounter* Hi *smiles sheepishly* *explained that i actually only go to chinese school*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same night, when i was talking to my cousin and sister and their friends, i noticed the same person just standing near, seemingly out of place, after that i left.  I'm generally a good judge of people that will come into my life... and for first few weeks wondered to God why i hadn't seen this person again yet.  Yet today, she seemed to be sitting alone, didn't she know anyone from congregation?... ...nothing...something holding me back, why God do you offer me hope of change then show me need where i am?  I am already indescisive enough as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-112890653952912733?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112890653952912733/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=112890653952912733' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/112890653952912733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/112890653952912733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/10/thanksgiving.html' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-112460749511413137</id><published>2005-08-20T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T23:58:15.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know how to get by well on my own, or rather with God.</title><content type='html'>It is good to be selfless and serve others, I know, for I promised my love: obedience to God and service unto others.  Still, there is a sinking feeling in my heart that makes me wonder if it is wrong to cater to my humanity, is it wrong to think of self, to concern of one’s own needs?  The best example I can think of is Christ, did he think of his needs when he fulfilled the will of the Father for him as he served humanity selflessly till even death upon the cross?  No.  I have not to worry about my needs, whether they be emotional, physical or spiritual.  I do not have to fret as to where I will rest my head the next day or whether that place will be home.  As He cares for the sparrow, how much more will he care for me.  He numbers the hairs on my head and conceived me in my mother’s womb, he knows my needs, is able and willing.  My God will love me; though I love till my heart cries for mercy and my mind of melancholy, he will refresh me with living water and I will continue to obey His will for me and serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-112460749511413137?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112460749511413137/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=112460749511413137' title='6 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/112460749511413137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/112460749511413137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-know-how-to-get-by-well-on-my-own-or.html' title='I know how to get by well on my own, or rather with God.'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111980598959014117</id><published>2005-06-26T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T10:13:09.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Lord, when I learn that someone is hurting,&lt;br /&gt;Help me know what to do and to  say;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to my heart and give me compassion,&lt;br /&gt;Let Your great love flow  through me today. —K. De Haan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111980598959014117?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111980598959014117/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111980598959014117' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111980598959014117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111980598959014117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111977666152208617</id><published>2005-06-26T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T10:13:47.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why the big deal</title><content type='html'>it's only for a month so why'd i make such a big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz i don't intend to say goodbye each time i leave&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm hoping this will be the first and shortest of many future escapades to further places...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i need a reason to stay in one place, but i've long lost my reason to a promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111977666152208617?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111977666152208617/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111977666152208617' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111977666152208617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111977666152208617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-big-deal.html' title='why the big deal'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111920824464961071</id><published>2005-06-19T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:31:41.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Chapter 1 private study</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;- Be only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(**)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;strong and very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(***)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; courageous, for God is with you wherever you go and will never leave you; no one can stand up against God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(****)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;**: "only" as in be strong and very courageous and not "be terrified; do not be discouraged."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;***: "emphasis on courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;****: if God is with you, who then can be against you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;- Meditate on the law constantly and follow it strictly and you will be successful and prosperous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;: following of the law is a condition to being successful and prosperous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what follows are quotes from Joshua chapter 1 that i paraphrased, the reasons i thought the particual two messages important are because of the many repetitions or volume given to these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be strong and courageous&lt;br /&gt;be strong and very courageous&lt;br /&gt;Have I not commanded you?  Be strong and courageous.  Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, *&lt;br /&gt;Only be strong and courageous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will be able to stand up against you all the days of your life.&lt;br /&gt;as i was with Moses, so I wlil be with you; I will never leave you nor forsake you.&lt;br /&gt;*for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful to obey all the law my servant Moses gave you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, that you may be successful wherever you go.&lt;br /&gt;Do not let this Book of the Law depart from your mouth; meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do everything written in it. Then you will be prosperous and successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111920824464961071?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111920824464961071/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111920824464961071' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111920824464961071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111920824464961071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/joshua-chapter-1-private-study.html' title='Joshua Chapter 1 private study'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111910717972324415</id><published>2005-06-18T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T08:09:00.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>whether it is circumstances or my own indecisiveness that result in me feeling alone,&lt;br /&gt;i am tired of making the effort to provide time that is dispendable to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not loneliness, nor melancholy that drive me off this edge though they are without doubt influences; it is the mediocrity of life. mediocrity has toppled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said it right: living water, spiritual bread, sowing and reaping.&lt;br /&gt;translated into: Christ himself, God's works for us, spreading awareness and belief for God's glory.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said it right, as he lead the samaritan woman from the faith of a mustard seed to all these. By declaring the savior she was blessed with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she accepted him, left her water jar, and went to tell all who would listen of a man that had told her all she knew about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is three similarities that come to mind immediately between her and i:&lt;br /&gt;she and i have the same calling;&lt;br /&gt;she and i are normal people, inadequate and weak requiring building up through God's guidance as each hurdle presents itself;&lt;br /&gt;we both started out not living but in a state of living dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the difference is, i still feel like i am stuck in a tomb imposed by a distance between deity and i. In what way have i sinned against You Lord, that i or You have withdrawn from the other? Tell me if i have wronged You, and if i have tell me in which manner; in this way, i will know what to confess and change my ways. but if there stands no unaccounted sin though doubious this is, will You tell me why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111910717972324415?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111910717972324415/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111910717972324415' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111910717972324415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111910717972324415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111907523011531052</id><published>2005-06-17T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T23:13:50.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>came across a few happy memories while sorting my stuff tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a receipt:&lt;br /&gt;Images en Direct&lt;br /&gt;(WOTHE: BR-R-R...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a list scribbled onto an agenda:&lt;br /&gt;March 3rd    Gym Day with Jeremiah&lt;br /&gt;June 2nd        Coffee House at OCAC&lt;br /&gt;June 16th      Jing-Hua&lt;br /&gt;June 21rst     Homegathering at Justin's&lt;br /&gt;June 27th      Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;August 3rd    Bottle - Basketball - Missed Movie&lt;br /&gt;August 25th  Old Port - Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searches for God&lt;br /&gt;        lamb -&gt; lion&lt;br /&gt;(self-sacrificing, fierce)&lt;br /&gt;        delicate&lt;br /&gt;        sensitive&lt;br /&gt;        caring&lt;br /&gt;        bright&lt;br /&gt;        disciplined&lt;br /&gt;        conservative&lt;br /&gt;quick to listen, slow to speak,&lt;br /&gt;            slow to anger&lt;br /&gt;        loving&lt;br /&gt;puts others b4 herself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        November 9th    Mcgill, Eaton Center, shopping,&lt;br /&gt;                                     café.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111907523011531052?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111907523011531052/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111907523011531052' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111907523011531052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111907523011531052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111889458595991374</id><published>2005-06-15T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:30:02.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>like a toothache</title><content type='html'>ever felt like...&lt;br /&gt;life was not so tough as to tell you you were alive through the pain&lt;br /&gt;nor were you loved enough by who you wanted love from&lt;br /&gt;or were looking in the wrong places for such care so as&lt;br /&gt;not to make you feel warm enough to know your heart still beats&lt;br /&gt;ever felt like admitting defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but did not&lt;br /&gt;because hope forbade you to and asked you to live&lt;br /&gt;a life which you were not content but could not be rid&lt;br /&gt;of this life or the bland taste that each day came&lt;br /&gt;to fill the mind and drive the heart to a numb insane&lt;br /&gt;and at any moment you felt you could cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt this way&lt;br /&gt;and continued to live?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111889458595991374?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111889458595991374/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111889458595991374' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111889458595991374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111889458595991374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/like-toothache.html' title='like a toothache'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111846079712776652</id><published>2005-06-10T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T20:33:17.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>teach me when not to talk&lt;br /&gt;what words to say when it is time to&lt;br /&gt;be with me in everything i do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now this is plenty for me, remind me of these continuously that they become part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be a nuisance anymore...  i want to care for those i love, not not care and make things more awkward than they already are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111846079712776652?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111846079712776652/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111846079712776652' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111846079712776652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111846079712776652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111827256543363828</id><published>2005-06-08T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:16:53.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminder</title><content type='html'>the other day, when asked one instance where God had worked in my life; i completely forgot this one which seemed to me an endless chain of coincidences that were simply too coincidental to be believed to be such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needed to get my form filled out for saturday, to submit it in order to go to taiwan; this would not have been a problem if it did not include a medical form, which required two medical exams; one was an x-ray which i did the previous night, to which the results had been sent to my doctor this morning. The second was a Hepatitis B test... these results could have been acquired at a hefty price early morning; instead, i found out very recently that my grandmother had hepatitis B and that i had been vaccinated for it a long time back.&lt;br /&gt;That morning then, i was headed to the hospital where i had gotten the vaccination years ago after having been told by my current doctor that i would have to sign a releasal form for her to get at the information.&lt;br /&gt;having gotten there, i headed to the office and asked if i could get this done and allow my doctor to retrieve the records from archives.... i told them the vaccination was from over 2 years when query of this came up; they then proceeded to inform me that documents are discarded after 2 years and that i would have to contact the original pediatrician that prescribed the vaccination.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this pediatrician was now retired and all attempt to contact her in the past week had failed; my mother had, however, left a letter in the pediatrician's mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately my ex-pediatrician's office was located near the hospital and we proceeded to go there to check if she had at least picked up the letter.&lt;br /&gt;The letter was still there... just as i was walking back to the car, the lady next door who was hanging laundry told me i should put it in the other mailbox (there are two mailboxes seperated by a little stretch of stairs and fence) i then proceeded to do so after talking with her, the conversation was slightly unclear because she was quite high up and took longer than i would have thought efficient but was glad for her assistance anyway. One last thing she told my mom and i was that doctor Chiu (the pediatrician) sometimes came to check the mail and phone messages. This gave some hope and so we started backing the car up to put it in a better spot while we considered whether to go grab some breakfast first.&lt;br /&gt;A lady then walked up to the car and waved, peered into the car, my mother rolled down the window, that is when we found out she was also looking for the Dr.&lt;br /&gt;My mother trying to be helpful told her that the Dr. had retired and was not at the office...&lt;br /&gt;The woman exclaimed and told us that she was not actually a patient but had arranged to meet Dr. Chiu later this day and that she had simply arrived early.&lt;br /&gt;SCORE! AAANNNNNNDDDD the records were later retrieved ^__________^&lt;br /&gt;the FORM was FILLED OUT and i'm getting ready to leave for taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;the AMAZING things...&lt;br /&gt;-if my grandmother did not have hepatitis B i would not have gotten tested and vaccinated before.&lt;br /&gt;-if my new doctor had not suggested that i could retrieve the records from the hospital i would not have dropped by my ex-pediatrician's office at that particular time(including departure time and waiting in line in the hospital) as it would have been far out of my way to do so.&lt;br /&gt;-if i had not gone at that particular time, to her office, i would have not met the lady putting out her laundry and would not have been stalled.&lt;br /&gt;-if i had not been stalled we would not have come across that lady who was meeting the Dr.&lt;br /&gt;-if the car we had driven that morning out of 3 or so cars was not the red one and my mother had not been with me, she would not have mistaken my mother for Dr. Chiu and stopped us,&lt;br /&gt;in which event we would not have known that Dr. Chiu was actually coming at such and such time.&lt;br /&gt;At least 3 of these "coincidences" could very easily have made for a different outcome if they had not been there so "coincidentally" perfect.&lt;br /&gt;God's time is perfect, and this is one instance that shows God working in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111827256543363828?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111827256543363828/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111827256543363828' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111827256543363828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111827256543363828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/reminder.html' title='reminder'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111717157942613572</id><published>2005-05-26T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:57:51.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lipless</title><content type='html'>i want to rhyme up some lyrics&lt;br /&gt;or to compose a poem&lt;br /&gt;or maybe to draw that which i think is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;but my words and methods of expression feel inadequate&lt;br /&gt;to explain things i do not understand in myself;&lt;br /&gt;how i want, and do not at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;how beautiful dreams i would like to weave for others,&lt;br /&gt;while always staying in my solitude of broken wishes,&lt;br /&gt;romantically untouched and unloved.&lt;br /&gt;afraid to say or do anything that would jeopardize&lt;br /&gt;any love or innocence that still can cry.&lt;br /&gt;and thus longing for a segregated life&lt;br /&gt;that the happy may stay joyful&lt;br /&gt;and i unaffected that they would not see,&lt;br /&gt;would not empathize my emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm a hypocrite, for loving the sound of loved surprise&lt;br /&gt;by silence upon another's lips or by muted tears of an embrace&lt;br /&gt;that belongs to anyone but me, i blame my ignorance and myself&lt;br /&gt;for my inability to accept care with composure and respectful poise&lt;br /&gt;and with this understood,&lt;br /&gt;i am fully ready not to accept it at all.&lt;br /&gt;so for another to give what i am ready to let go of,&lt;br /&gt;it confounds me mentally, emotionally and spiritually;&lt;br /&gt;it confuses me thoroughly,&lt;br /&gt;where then is mercy enough to give... that which i cannot express.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111717157942613572?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111717157942613572/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111717157942613572' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111717157942613572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111717157942613572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/lipless.html' title='lipless'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111709363562385535</id><published>2005-05-26T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:47:15.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confusion</title><content type='html'>i'm so confused emotionally, mentally, spiritually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111709363562385535?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111709363562385535/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111709363562385535' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111709363562385535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111709363562385535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/confusion.html' title='confusion'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111703613683815274</id><published>2005-05-25T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T08:54:00.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the most memorable moment</title><content type='html'>what is enough to formulate a not minding of time stopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person(s) you care most about,&lt;br /&gt;innocence, gratefulness, serenity and a&lt;br /&gt;plentitude of 'motions i cannot put to the pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what practical use does such a memory have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serves as a memory to evaluate values of the past to reaffirm those of the present&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111703613683815274?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111703613683815274/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111703613683815274' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111703613683815274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111703613683815274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/most-memorable-moment.html' title='the most memorable moment'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111657674794316198</id><published>2005-05-20T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T01:12:27.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy</title><content type='html'>i want to leave for someplace else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is blind through and with other ppl's eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111657674794316198?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111657674794316198/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111657674794316198' title='2 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111657674794316198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111657674794316198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/melancholy.html' title='melancholy'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111653246208379241</id><published>2005-05-19T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T12:54:22.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 18 special day</title><content type='html'>on the 18th of may 2005 it rained on a sunny day here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111653246208379241?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111653246208379241/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111653246208379241' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111653246208379241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111653246208379241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/may-18-special-day.html' title='May 18 special day'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111629513644177882</id><published>2005-05-16T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T19:03:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meditation</title><content type='html'>this morning, when just lying there in the sunlight...&lt;br /&gt;i had just finished reading a fiction about the apocalypse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to music, either instrumentally intensive or just silence, i can't quite recall;&lt;br /&gt;i contemplated my state, how God was not in my thoughts much;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i had repeatedly said that i wanted Him to come into my life,&lt;br /&gt;how i had fallen short repeatedly,&lt;br /&gt;how He remains on the fringe of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was at least clear that i need Him, and that i miss Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be asking two questions:&lt;br /&gt;who are you Lord?&lt;br /&gt;what will you have me do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the step i should take is to reach out and take hold and hold on as if life depended on my contact with you. when will i have the faith, the courage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please love me tenderly Christ, i am weak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111629513644177882?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111629513644177882/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111629513644177882' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111629513644177882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111629513644177882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/meditation.html' title='meditation'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111566873572626809</id><published>2005-05-09T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T12:58:55.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>checkers</title><content type='html'>stars are pretty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111566873572626809?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111566873572626809/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111566873572626809' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111566873572626809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111566873572626809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/checkers.html' title='checkers'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111467119824307807</id><published>2005-04-27T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T23:53:18.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>How to not only keep the promise, but to keep it in the most beautiful way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111467119824307807?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111467119824307807/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111467119824307807' title='1 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111467119824307807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111467119824307807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111450270338913481</id><published>2005-04-26T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:05:50.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>identity crisis</title><content type='html'>not who am i, but who are You;&lt;br /&gt;because the reason i do not know myself is that i do not know You in me.  And in the dubious statement that i must become like another to find myself, i know there is truth only because of who You are and who You call me to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111450270338913481?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111450270338913481/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111450270338913481' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111450270338913481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111450270338913481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/identity-crisis.html' title='identity crisis'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111424245843960082</id><published>2005-04-23T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:47:38.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natalie Burks - What Will I Do</title><content type='html'>"I wanna give my heart to you,&lt;br /&gt;show me the way that you want me to."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111424245843960082?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111424245843960082/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111424245843960082' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111424245843960082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111424245843960082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/natalie-burks-what-will-i-do.html' title='Natalie Burks - What Will I Do'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111415622378284125</id><published>2005-04-22T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T00:50:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off-the-Top-of-my-Head</title><content type='html'>Lord, i want to search for you everyday;&lt;br /&gt;at least that is what i tell myself weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started skipping from church to church and sometimes skipping altogether with the following reasons in mind:&lt;br /&gt;if it will only add to my frustration with its state, i do not wish to put myself in such a precarious position as to be tempted to sin.&lt;br /&gt;i do not wish to make others uncomfortable with my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired of the establishment Lord, aggravated by the limits imposed by human nature on the church.&lt;br /&gt;i know you wish us to respect and follow the leaders, to pray for the teachers and the students, to not judge but to encourage, discipline, to build up.&lt;br /&gt;you wish us to love our brothers and sisters as Christ loves us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, MCAC has become foreign to me...  i no longer know much of the brothers and sisters there, and they do not know me.&lt;br /&gt;Here and there, there are instances of recognition and sincerity and maybe still a strong brotherhood or two amidst; but it seems as if my time there is up and it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;the passions which you once instilled within me serving with that portion of your church have passed in fufillment or in failure, and now it seems i must press on in other areas of ministry in other parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the truth Father?  Is it as Pastor David Tsai once told us MCACers?  that there comes a time where everything we have to give to a people is spent and it is time to bring our small contributions to others to continue our work?  Is it like that with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you lead me Lord, give me courage and faith enough, and i will go or stay.  This is not a promise, but a sincere feeble desire that i wish to be strengthened through my weakness by your strength as time progresses and your works in me increase in number.&lt;br /&gt;Bless me&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111415622378284125?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111415622378284125/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111415622378284125' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111415622378284125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111415622378284125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/off-top-of-my-head.html' title='Off-the-Top-of-my-Head'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111406381716631192</id><published>2005-04-20T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:10:17.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer</title><content type='html'>"Our Father and our God, thank You for Jesus who shows me how to bear my burdens and sufferings.  Help me to exhibit in my life His holiness, His guileless speech, His patience, and His faith in You.  Help me, Lord, not to grow weary or to lose heart but to remember You are in control.  In the Savior's name.  Amen." -Billy Graham (Unto the Hills)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111406381716631192?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111406381716631192/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111406381716631192' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111406381716631192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111406381716631192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/prayer.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111403216738636215</id><published>2005-04-20T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:22:47.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Glad</title><content type='html'>my parents may soon get to retire,&lt;br /&gt;my brother is happy with a new game plan,&lt;br /&gt;i've got one more exam, i'll find my life yet&lt;br /&gt;life is good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111403216738636215?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111403216738636215/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111403216738636215' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111403216738636215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111403216738636215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-glad.html' title='I&apos;m Glad'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111397567945277162</id><published>2005-04-19T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T22:41:19.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hung there, bleeding, thirsty and alone.&lt;br /&gt;man hopes for a picturesque vision of a glorious death where even dying he stands,&lt;br /&gt;but I hung there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him dying,&lt;br /&gt;I had willed him to die and reject him as he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting…&lt;br /&gt;I saw him born, still waiting…&lt;br /&gt;I saw him die, still waiting…&lt;br /&gt;then he taught once more and came home&lt;br /&gt;and I had left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am after him and yet reap all the benefits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111397567945277162?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111397567945277162/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111397567945277162' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111397567945277162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111397567945277162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hung-there-bleeding-thirsty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111354917749475319</id><published>2005-04-15T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T00:12:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Your name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="paper"&gt;SOURCE: &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;http://cslewis.drzeus.net/papers/success.html&lt;br /&gt;CONTEXTt: reffers to a book from the Chronicles of Narnia, by C. S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="paper"&gt;"In The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, the fifth book of the series, Aslan tells the children that although they must return to their own world, they can find him there also (Hooper 123). Aslan says, "There I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there" (Hooper 123). Some of Lewis' readers wonder what the significance of this statement is and begin to search for Aslan here on earth. Hila, an eleven year old girl from the United States asked Lewis what Aslan's name is in this world (Dorsett 31-32). His response was this: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;As to Aslan's other name, well I want you to guess. Has there never been anyone in this world who (1.) Arrived at the same time as Father Christmas. (2.) Said he was the son of the great Emperor. (3.) gave himself up for someone else's fault to be jeered at and killed by wicked people. (4.) Came to life again. (5.) Is sometimes spoken of as a Lamb.... Don't you really know His name in this world. Think it over and let me know your answer! (Dorsett 32)"&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/11638017-111354917749475319?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111354917749475319/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111354917749475319' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111354917749475319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111354917749475319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-your-name.html' title='What is Your name?'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111343070381122733</id><published>2005-04-13T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T15:18:23.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain on the windowpane</title><content type='html'>there's something calming...&lt;br /&gt;about just observing the raindrops&lt;br /&gt;that have come to rest on a windowpane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111343070381122733?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111343070381122733/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111343070381122733' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111343070381122733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111343070381122733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/rain-on-windowpane.html' title='rain on the windowpane'/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</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-11638017.post-111312197315215127</id><published>2005-04-10T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T01:34:48.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Father and Mother: Son, you will study to become successful and reknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: Why is this so important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father and Mother: Because we love you, we want to offer you the best that we never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: Father, Mother, you have both worked hard at low wages at jobs you do not like but persevere because of responsability. if you want to offer me the best that you never had, can i have a job that i like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father and Mother: No. you will become successful and reknown, it is what is best for you, you'll understand when you grow older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11638017-111312197315215127?l=notasparrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111312197315215127/comments/default' title='張貼意見'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11638017&amp;postID=111312197315215127' title='0 個意見'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111312197315215127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11638017/posts/default/111312197315215127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notasparrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/father-and-mother-son-you-will-study.html' title=''/><author><name>notasparrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00064151755663797158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
