<?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-8981395025235693451</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:24:49.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFESSIONS OF ME</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily life experience with Him</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><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>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981395025235693451.post-5189351108080443625</id><published>2010-01-14T08:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:59:18.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Thank you God for everything. &lt;div&gt;Words will never be enough to thank You and Your greatness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you from inside my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8981395025235693451.post-580400251334217053</id><published>2009-11-18T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:42:34.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God</title><content type='html'>Thank God for:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a friend that avail herself to help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a friend that always keep me in prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a friend that cheer me up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- a pastor that has great message&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- even for a friend that is pulling me down cause from there God pulled me to the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mostly i thank God for i know that i am a child of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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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-8981395025235693451.post-2053559814227586941</id><published>2009-11-16T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:36:28.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 4 : The Temptation of Jesus</title><content type='html'>This is a reflection i got by reading this chapter of the bible. &lt;div&gt;This is purely by my experience. I did not get this from a bible study class or anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This bible chapter is mainly talking about the temptation of Jesus when he just finished fasting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be talking about the 2 first temptation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1. Matthew 4:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"man shall not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God."(NKJV)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word live here doesn't literally means our physical life, but also our spiritual life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is true that without the word of God, man will die spiritually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; does it mean by "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;die spiritually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- loosing your vision and focus of what God wants to do in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- loosing the meaning of life. in this i meant u might have a certain goal in your life but you might not have the eternal meaning why you are doing so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- loosing eternal happiness. Happiness for being with God. U might have a great time partying or playing around with your friends or may also do a lot of worldly fun things, but after a while, you will be alone and thinking how empty is your life once the party is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- loosing the meaning of God's words. In this spiritual dryness time, u may understand the surface of the word of God, but not in depth and definitely not being planted in your heart. Because there is no Holy Spirit in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- and the most horrible thing is: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOOSING THE PRESENCE OF GOD IN YOUR LIFE&lt;/span&gt;. No matter how God shout to tell us what to do, we can never hear Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as far as i know "die spiritually" is all about LOOSING SOMETHING PRECIOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; would God let His people "die spiritually" or have "spiritual dryness"???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- God's greatest gift for man is the gift to have our own will. Many people choose to take the wrong way and ignoring God when they can still hear Him. one day they will realized that they can't hear God anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sometimes through this, many people actually realized how life without God is miserable. It is true that "We usually don't appreciate what we have until we lost it".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Through this people like me can actually encourage other people facing same problem and also can share this to other people so that they won't fall into the same mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; to get out of this problem??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- mean what you say, pray, and worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- if God tell you to change, do it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. DO NOT PROCRASTINATE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- you have to know the law of sowing and reaping. If u drag yourself away from God, how can you go back to Him???? so you have to realized that you have to keep on pulling yourself towards God. There will be a lot of voices saying "you are not worthy anymore etc etc etc...". Don't believe it! God has paid for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of your sins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "Ora Et Labora". I don't know which language this came from, but it means, work and pray. You can't just pray, pray, pray and hoping God to do all the things. You have to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pull yourself towards God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. Matthew 4:5-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In verse 5 and 6 it is shown that both satan and Jesus knows how much God loves Jesus. He (Jesus)  also knows that God will protect Him if He ever fall. But this doesn't mean He will voluntarily fall into temptation and just let God help Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is an character we must all have. Why do we want to fall into temptation hoping that God will pull us back up. By falling into temptation like this, you are voluntarily dragging yourself away from God. This is not the right attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well in conclusion i must say that if you know that you are one of this people who has done wrong, come back to God. He has been calling upon you, but you just might not hear what He said.. Come with an open heart. Come with CONFESSIONS of your sins and your desire to come back to Him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There in His sanctuary you will hear a voice "Come my dear child.. Welcome Home.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Blessed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-2053559814227586941?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/2053559814227586941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/11/matthew-4-temptation-of-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2053559814227586941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2053559814227586941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/11/matthew-4-temptation-of-jesus.html' title='Matthew 4 : The Temptation of Jesus'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-4384299852162840861</id><published>2009-10-08T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T07:33:18.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer</title><content type='html'>My prayer today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, &lt;div&gt;I pray that no one in school will break down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that U bless each and everyone of us in everything we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give us the inspiration and creativity to all of our work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give us energy and motivation in doing our work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray Lord, that we will all come out with a fabulous collection that stunt every one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give us the wisdom in financial area, also bless our parents abundantly because U know how much we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that every need is met and every wound is healed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally want to bless all of the lecturers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bless them in the name of the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, please give them a healthy body and creativity. That they will be able to guide us to the right way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heal every sickness and soften every heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lift up all our burdens and brokenness into Your hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let heaven be open upon our life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank You Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-4384299852162840861?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/4384299852162840861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-prayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4384299852162840861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4384299852162840861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-prayer.html' title='My Prayer'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-775479972982540314</id><published>2009-10-01T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:07:11.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to Praise</title><content type='html'>This might be the worst week of my life as a student in NAFA.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if u r at the same class with me and see me everyday, u may know what is happening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some of my friends are very concerned with my stress condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm emotionally very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YET i still have reason to praise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Among all the bad things i just realized there are so many reasons to be thankful of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Thank God, I'm still standing and not quitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Thank God, He is still holding me and walk with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Thank God that my parents are very supportive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Thank God I have a friend like Yan Hsiang. Who is always helping me and cheering me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Thank God there is Hussein, a friend who never fail to make my day full of smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Thank God for all the leaders in church. Ko Yoh, Pst. Aries, Pst. Kong. They are the inspiration of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Thank God I have leader like Ko Yon, who always give me the best consoling. One of the leader that always hold me when i'm drowning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Thank God I have Ika, who is always there to share in good times and in bad times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Thank God, He put one of His daughter STEPHANIE NG to be in the same class with me. To be the best-est friend ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Thank God I have Mio and Siska. We always have fun together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Thank God for the cell group He has put me in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Thank God for giving me reason to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Thank God for Limink, Q pen, and Jemima. They are the reason i kept on doing what i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Thank God for Gary Goh, that through him i learnt the lesson of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but most of all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. THANK GOD, YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE. change me to be a better person and giving me another chance when i'm falling down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank You Lord,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-775479972982540314?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/775479972982540314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/10/reason-to-praise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/775479972982540314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/775479972982540314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/10/reason-to-praise.html' title='Reasons to Praise'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-6151643767046348346</id><published>2009-09-29T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T04:56:19.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Desert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's been a long time that i really feel like i'm walking in the desert. Since i came to this third year of my studies, i really feel like i'm always worn out and not enough time to rest and do work. Even though sometimes i know i have enough rest, but i'm still emotionally tired. Tired of the overwhelming loads of works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As time goes by i really realized that i'm dry in the inside. The excitement and faith just disappeared. In the panic i don't know what to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Instead of pulling near to God, i pushed myself from God. In this point of the time, even though all my friends can see me as a cheerful person, i'm losing everything. I'm losing myself. I'm losing the most precious help i got. I'm covering myself from God. Even when He came to be my support, i just ran away. This must be the most miserable time of my life. This is the worst time of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When things don't turn out what i think should happen, i blame all the other people around me. I blame my teacher, i blame my parents, and eventually i blame God for not helping me. The spirit of a quitter keep on coming to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;At the peak of this mountain, i finally realized that i really need Him by my side. I  cried out "GOD.... GOD...... GOD....... JESUS......!!!! JESUS.... LORD....". At that point of me calling His name, His presence struck down on me. He comforted me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I cried "God, it is all over. I'm too late to realize that You are always here with me. I'm too late to pick this up again. I can't go back to where i'm supposed to be" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He is truly the Lord my father. He said "Don't worry child, there is never too late for Me. Praise and call upon My name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He reminded me about praising His name in every condition of my life. I started singing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"It's for freedom that Christ has set us free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I live for You and not for me anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And Your mercy is new with everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;No longer will i forfeit grace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'll follow You and live by faith.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Freedom by CCC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Indeed He set me free from all haters towards my lecturer. He told me about when Jesus was nailed on the cross for our sin, He didn't curse the people that nailed Him, He blessed them. The same thing applied to me. I felt like i'm being killed emotionally. But God able to raise me again. so I started blessing my lecturer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I live for You and not for me anymore. Even though deep down i really want to quit, but i'm not living for myself anymore. I'm living for Him. So, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I WAS NOT A QUITTER, AM NOT A QUITTER, WILL NEVER BE A QUITTER"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeaps, we are more than a conqueror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'courier new'; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"And I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;I will bring praise&lt;br /&gt;No weapon forged against me shall remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will rejoice&lt;br /&gt;I will declare&lt;br /&gt;God is my victory and He is here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;(Desert Song - Hillsong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;In Him alone i can stand up and slay the goliath in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;My prayer today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;"Dear Jesus my Lord. I'm so sorry for ignoring Your presence in my life. But thank You that You still persevere and stay by my side. I'm not a quitter and i give You my life. Let my life be Your clay, mould me in Your way. I'm going to stand strong in the days of my life cause i know that You are greater than all the earth. Let my word shout Your praise and let my life bring You glory. Thank You Lord"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-6151643767046348346?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/6151643767046348346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-desert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6151643767046348346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6151643767046348346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-desert.html' title='In the Desert'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-3442806277245975831</id><published>2009-09-02T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T05:07:17.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>Don't know what the title is, but actually i was so inspired by my friend's blog. &lt;div&gt;in there she was sharing about her dead computer and realizing that she doesn't have any backup data for the school work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet she said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; line-height: 22px; "&gt;i remember saying that if God can revive a dead person, he can retrieve this dead com too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue'; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;truly enough, her com was resurrected.. hahaha.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is nothing faith can't do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3442806277245975831?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3442806277245975831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3442806277245975831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3442806277245975831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-4063956926372186168</id><published>2009-06-28T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T10:20:36.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up? ^^</title><content type='html'>How have u been?? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been so super busy for a couple of weeks. no time to play around. ^^ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going back to SG on july, 11th. (about 2 weeks time) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be honest, right now I don't know which one i like better, working or studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i do know is i miss everyone in singapore a lot. I miss church, my dearest Ika (haha), Stef, Ko Yon, Ming, Lala, S43, school friends, etc etc etc etc etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here in Indo is where my family belongs. Haven't got time to catch up with everyone yet. If only i have 3 months of holiday. That'd be great. Beside that, i think i'm getting attached with the people i worked with. They are so very generous and nice people that i don't want to lose contact with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time runs so fast. Hope i can catch up with its rhythm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss and will miss you all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-4063956926372186168?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/4063956926372186168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4063956926372186168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4063956926372186168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s Up? ^^'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-6462091622460698647</id><published>2009-06-06T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:40:50.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>working</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i last blogged.. &lt;div&gt;yea, I'm in indonesia and having my internship program &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm working at a mega company named PT. Mitra Adiperkasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this one company is having most of the high street fashion brands under them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such as topshop, topman, zara, marks&amp;amp;spencer, next, lacoste, nine west, dorothy perkins, nautica, miss selfridge, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention all the reebok, starbucks, and many big department stores in indo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i'm working for marks&amp;amp;spencer though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one tough work i think. I'm always very exhausted at the end of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So everyday i arrive at the office at about 7.30 am (my working hour is 8.30 am to 5.30 pm) and i leave about 6 plus. very tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beside the tiring work, i'm so thankful for the wonderful people around me. my colleagues and bosses are SUPER nice. They really help and teach me a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing i really thank God is about my boss. She looks like she is in her early twenties, but actually she is not. She is older than i thought. She is very beautiful, Angelina Jolie's face and model's body. She is a DM,very talented and nice. Last thurs my GM invited all of us to have dinner together (her treat) and my DM took me back to my place (because it's already so late at night). On the way, we were talking casually and then suddenly we started to talk about church. It happens to be that she is also a Christian that is so on fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She reminded me of a verse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And the Lord will make you the head and not the tail; you shall be above only and not beneath, if you heed the commandments of the Lord your God which I command you today, and are careful to observe them"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Deuteronomy 28 : 13 (NKJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She is young, talented, and most of all God bless her abundantly. God bless her family and He put her on top and not beneath. She is the head and not the tail! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;True testimony of walking with God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;-Be Blessed- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-6462091622460698647?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/6462091622460698647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/06/working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6462091622460698647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6462091622460698647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/06/working.html' title='working'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-5492730610769643913</id><published>2009-05-17T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T04:15:00.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip To Malaysia.. ^^</title><content type='html'>Just came back from the trip.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm exhausted and i think so does all of my friends. They haven't OL yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip was AMAZING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huge place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUPER AMAZING food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fantastic Friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHEAP..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically I spent S$110 for 3 days 2 nights trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now back to reality. Have to take an internship program for 6 weeks. HUMPH... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But feel very blessed to experienced such trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-5492730610769643913?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/5492730610769643913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-to-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5492730610769643913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5492730610769643913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/05/trip-to-malaysia.html' title='A Trip To Malaysia.. ^^'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-2820775304347447148</id><published>2009-05-01T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:07:34.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since the last time i contacted my indo friends. &lt;div&gt;It is either i am very busy or they are very busy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow our time always clash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when our time fit, somehow something happen and can't get connected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i really miss you all.. What about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe this is life of living overseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i'm glad to have all of my CG friends and classmates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm scared to say this, but i think they are all taking the place.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really miss you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but even if i avail myself, you just don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it only me missing you and u don't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe someone else has taken my place also.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't get connected if there is no communication. And maybe it is hard for us to contact each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is supposed to be like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe "those" are just words..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are growing apart and nothing i can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-2820775304347447148?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/2820775304347447148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/05/indonesia_01.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2820775304347447148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2820775304347447148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/05/indonesia_01.html' title='Indonesia'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-2596680071862197234</id><published>2009-04-30T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T13:32:04.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SfoCgShz2qI/AAAAAAAAACI/_h1EM9akMoM/s320/2418_68064392743_67964042743_2608542_1715_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330575862699121314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been spending my last 2 days watching sun's music video and looking through her pics. And WOW.. I'm so amazed by her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she is pst. Kong's wife.. Double WOW... ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SfoDGywTT3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/e2F65C7Hpo4/s320/n67964042743_2608602_5638.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330576524184866674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i felt a bit sad when i saw that some people gave some negative comments about her. They are saying like she is bringing the wrong image of a church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm... all i can say is that "you can't see what good she do if you close your eyes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SfoFDrXW8hI/AAAAAAAAACY/4JzD06AEMH8/s320/n67964042743_2650356_4924886.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330578669684847122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px; " /&gt; This is why i think she is the perfect role model!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. She does dress like that but that doesn't make her unholy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. She is the true salt and light. She is bringing God to the entertainment world and winning souls with her golden heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to criticize her, think this for yourself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does Jesus ever asked us to sit down and He will bring the lost to us or does He asked us to engage the culture? Do you know that many people are afraid to come to church because they think that they are unholy? because they see Christians being so judgmental to them. Because Christians looked down on them! what did JC do when He saw a prostitute? Did He condemn her or did he engaged her with the love of Christ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun is leading people towards Christ. She is doing the cultural mandate and she is a living testimony to all the people. She is showing the world that becoming an entertainer like her doesn't mean giving up her holiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all called for different things in life cause we are the body of Christ. aren't us supposed to work together and support each other as the body of Christ? Sun is called in the entertainment industry. It is not an easy calling. She is standing still to glorify Him. Why would we condemn her when God asked us to support each other? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- XOXO - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-2596680071862197234?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/2596680071862197234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/sun-ho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2596680071862197234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2596680071862197234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/sun-ho.html' title='Sun Ho'/><author><name>Jess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SfoCgShz2qI/AAAAAAAAACI/_h1EM9akMoM/s72-c/2418_68064392743_67964042743_2608542_1715_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981395025235693451.post-4853345429041580378</id><published>2009-04-26T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:24:57.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living like there is no tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Right now i am talking to my friends. We're talking about the end of the world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we are all saying, "God, take me to heaven before the 666 time.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, as i was thinking about that i suddenly remember... "what if we are in heaven and looking to the world and see someone we know on earth struggling???"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly one of my friend said "i once thought that i wanted to live like there is no tomorrow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those words stuck in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I was asking God about how can I live my life to the fullest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And God said, "that's the answer. Live like there is no tomorrow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Live like tomorrow Jesus will come for the second time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked, "why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked me back, "How will you live your life is there is no tomorrow?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And suddenly i knew the answer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about it yourself. How would you live your life if there is no tomorrow.. Will you do your best or you will do the worst thing ever? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- be blessed - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-4853345429041580378?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/4853345429041580378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/living-like-there-is-no-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4853345429041580378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4853345429041580378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/living-like-there-is-no-tomorrow.html' title='Living like there is no tomorrow'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-1259264097435639916</id><published>2009-04-18T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T06:38:47.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 bad things and habit</title><content type='html'>1. i don't throw away anything. I always feel bad in throwing away something. I always thought that someday it can be used again. So i piled up a lot of junk that i just simply don't want to throw away. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I love buying new handphone. I can easily be bored of using one phone and craved for a new one. Like right now i'm craving for n97 which my dad refused to buy for me. (but i'll find a way though.. ^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I love to buy make ups. Even tough i already have plenty and my friends thought i have more than enough already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I am soft toy collectors.. hmmm.. my parents often complain on how many dolls and soft toys i still keep until right now.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SeoztzZQTjI/AAAAAAAAACA/N2gDpFnGXCg/s320/IMG_1358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326126371302297138" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;(these are only some of them, cause can't get them all together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I have an irritating habit of continuously moving my feet and spinning a pen as i think (the pen often fall down and create some noise). I just can't stay still.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I LOVE to sleep... I sleep a lot... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I am an original CD collector. (which pissed off my dad, cause he thinks buying original music CD is a waste of money.. But i simply love to buy CDs. I bought them without my dad knowing though. Until one day, he came into my room and realized how many CDs i have and started to scream.. hahahahahaha... )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I love to watch movies. On every holiday i spent 50% of my days watching DVD. From stupid drama to thriller movies. Even the DVD seller in Indo knows me. Cause i can buy around 30-50 DVDs in one time and i can finish everything in one week (this often makes me coral with my dad, because he thinks that watching movie all day long is an act of laziness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I talk a lot. my roommates said that i have a quota of 75000 words per day. *so much more than average people*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I still have a lot more bad habits and things... hahahahaha.. eventually 10 is not enough... ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-1259264097435639916?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/1259264097435639916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-bad-things-and-habit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/1259264097435639916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/1259264097435639916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/10-bad-things-and-habit.html' title='10 bad things and habit'/><author><name>Jess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SeoztzZQTjI/AAAAAAAAACA/N2gDpFnGXCg/s72-c/IMG_1358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981395025235693451.post-3902420279805160610</id><published>2009-04-18T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T10:22:16.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship</title><content type='html'>I promised one of my friend to post this on my blog..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for the past 2 months (approximately) Pst Kong is preaching about marriage relationship. Basically the main objective is so that all the members will have strong marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the sermon started in what is Marriage &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Corinthians 7:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;= marriage is giving exclusive right for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason for getting married is to meet each other needs. So affair will happen when the needs are not met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as all of you know that man's and woman's needs are different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Pst Kong started the first series of relationship by telling us the 5 basic needs of man and woman. These are the basic needs:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll start with woman's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Affection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;affection symbolize: security, protection, comfort, and approval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Song Of Solomon 4:1-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Conversation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;base on research 89% of marriage broke because lack of communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to satisfy this need, man must talk to his spouse for minimum of 15 hours/week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and this 15 hours must be intimate as in privately without intervention (even their child)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Conversation will help to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; Find out the needs of each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; Find out if you have meet each other's need &lt;has&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Philippians 2:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Honesty and Openness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Giving 100% trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; telling everything you know and also everything you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;without honesty and openness woman will feel insecure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For man: you must tell your spouse everything, wether it is bad or good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; woman got intuition and they are much more stronger than you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Financial Support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this means enough money to support her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1 Timothy 5:8 =&gt; man must support your family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;financial support is one of the emotional need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;woman would like to work because she loves to not because she has to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Family Commitment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Every wives want their husbands to take lead of the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what she wants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; Spend lots of time with the children (family quality time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; Proper parenting skills &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; provide wise discipline &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;      Ephesians 6:4 =&gt; don't make unreasonable rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; Explain rules to kids ==&gt; explaining the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; Learn how to handle anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man's needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Sexual Fulfillment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don't get it wrong, this is for married couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And for woman, it does matter for your spouse.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Recreational Companionship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To have fun with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for being the best-est friend and playmate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;be willing to spend time ==&gt; 15 hours per week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Attractive Spouse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1 Samuel 16:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=&gt; quoting from Pst. Kong "how many of you know that your spouse is not God?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haha... yea, he is stimulated by his sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what you look does matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by taking care of your appearance, you are taking care of your husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5 major areas: weight control, make up, hair style, clothes, cosmetic surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Domestic Support&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Peace and quite at home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Proverbs 17:1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Man hates troubles at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For man home is a place to relax &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;how to maintain? make a list of weekly household duty and fair division of labor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Admiration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ephesians 5:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;honest admiration brings motivation and confidence &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;man needs his wive to be his no.1 fans &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today i'm only going to post this one.. later when i got time, i'll try to finish the others.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- be blessed -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3902420279805160610?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3902420279805160610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3902420279805160610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3902420279805160610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/relationship.html' title='Relationship'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-7100422336290090389</id><published>2009-04-11T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:33:00.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistakes</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to open this post...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really... I'm not kidding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is a question that came up to my mind today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"why can some of the new friends decided not to come in the very last minute?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then suddenly, the Holy Spirit reminds me of something &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that maybe some of us don't remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have prayed for all the invitations. so that most of our friends would not reject our invitation. But what did you do after they said they wanted to come to church? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we just stand there and wait for the day to contact all the new friends about meeting point? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is not the right way. As maybe some of us forget, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Ephesians 6:12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what are we supposed to do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are supposed to pray and bind every obstacles that may come across. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example: weather, laziness, work load, etc, etc, etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also we must pray for them who come to be touched. not only come for once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- be blessed -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-7100422336290090389?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/7100422336290090389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/7100422336290090389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/7100422336290090389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/mistakes.html' title='Mistakes'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-3633635389240722660</id><published>2009-04-11T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:17:14.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Day</title><content type='html'>Wow.. the easter drama is amazing. I always cried seeing my JC being crucified. although i was wearing my make up. i just can't seem to hold the tears, even though, i saw the same drama yesterday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today as i am being touched by the drama God took me back to 2 weeks ago. When we are having a morning prayer. That day (i forgot the exact day) as i have done praying all the the items, i was just talking to Him about the meaning of easter. Suddenly, He asked me to see around the room and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"my dear, see, when I see people like this, i never regret that I have died on the cross. not a single drop of blood I wanted back in my body because of all of you in this place"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really cried that i remembered His word to me and at the same time seeing Him crucified for us.. For us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the meaning of easter, knowing how painful it is for Him and how scared He is, but He never regretted that He saved us all. Do you know that He is suffering to death just for you and me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is the challenge to all of you and me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do we do next after seeing our saviour did all of that for us? Do we live to the fullest? Do we walk with Him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- be blessed -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3633635389240722660?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3633635389240722660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3633635389240722660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3633635389240722660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-day.html' title='Easter Day'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-5724662007589069566</id><published>2009-04-07T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:57:12.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only for Him alone</title><content type='html'>today i realized one thing&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing that really change my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;read this carefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"only when you are trying to meet man's expectation, fear may come. but if it is God you want to satisfied, no fear will come"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we are in the midst of so called "pre-easter" ==&gt; asking friends and family to come join us at church. Today as i wanted to give out the invitation, fear came upon me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my mind, "What if i got rejection, what if this person grow to hate me, what if none of my friends want to come, what if.., what if.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm.. God suddenly asked me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Who do you really want to satisfied? Whose name you want to glorify?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i answered, "You"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He replied "Then what are you afraid of? I set your way and you are walking in the path I have given to you. Let the rest be Mine to do. My name is glorified when you be my hand in the world." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll broke your heart if you are trying to meet man's expectation, cause there is no end to man's expectation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there is a joyful heart when you do it for Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause in the end it's His voice that i want to hear saying "Well done"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Be Blessed -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-5724662007589069566?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/5724662007589069566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-for-him-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5724662007589069566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5724662007589069566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-for-him-alone.html' title='Only for Him alone'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-2414091937763919743</id><published>2009-03-31T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:22:07.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tissue Paper Seller</title><content type='html'>Today my roommate and i went to Dhoby Ghaut MRT together. On the way we wanted to buy some tissue papers. &lt;div&gt;Initially we wanted to go to 7-11, but on the street in front of peace center we saw a disabled old lady on a wheel chair selling tissue papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we decided to buy form her. 3 packs for 1 dollar as usual. So my roommate and i bought 1 set each. We were comparing the pictures on each pack until we feel something like paper at the back of a pack. We flip it and this is what we saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SdIwLuD7xJI/AAAAAAAAABY/C_IC49PsGqg/s320/Photo+383.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319367087779202194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she arranged the packs nicely so that we didn't see the paper until we wanted to use that pack. And I realized that for each set that we bought, there is one piece of paper with different bible verses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is so cool! God is so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God can use everyone of us. Even an old disabled lady that is only selling tissue paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may think that her life is pitiful. Still working under the burning sun in her age. But you never know that she is one of God's hand. And who knows, how many life has received salvation by her selling these tissue paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear friend, God can use each and everyone of us. never think that you are not worthy to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Matthew 9:37-38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..... "The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; pray before the Lord of harvest...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us all pray so that we can also be hand of God..  That we can help Him to harvest.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Prayer today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"God please bless that lady spiritually and physically. Give her strength and health. Let her be blessing to other people so that many will be saved."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Be Blessed - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-2414091937763919743?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/2414091937763919743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/tissue-paper-seller.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2414091937763919743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/2414091937763919743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/tissue-paper-seller.html' title='Tissue Paper Seller'/><author><name>Jess</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UAkpl0fnyp0/SdIwLuD7xJI/AAAAAAAAABY/C_IC49PsGqg/s72-c/Photo+383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8981395025235693451.post-4326831553288996670</id><published>2009-03-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:33:27.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>Easter is coming everyone... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let us all invite our friends to come.. It'll be amazing to see how God works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in here i want to share about the motivation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i prayed, God always reminds me of the motivation of everything i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it for the glory of His Kingdom or is it for our own glory?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we become more and more on fire, sometimes what is supposed to glorify His Name just become a habit or sometimes just to hit some number..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So friends, let us all meditate again about the motivation in your heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the motivation in our heart is correct, He will move with us.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-4326831553288996670?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/4326831553288996670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4326831553288996670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4326831553288996670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-4826709199268595357</id><published>2009-03-29T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:16:56.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need sleep</title><content type='html'>well well well.. I've been slacking today, the whole day!&lt;div&gt;watching pokemon season 1 and playing some new facebook game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, here I am.. Doing my work in the middle of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm not even half done.. long way to go. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've eaten 3 bananas over night.. Do you guys know that banana is a brain booster? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead of taking coffee, i eat banana..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, banana is also good for replacing carb. So it is also good to keep us full without having too much extra carb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, enough blogging.. ^^ hope i can finish everything by 6. so i can sleep for at least 2 hours later.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-4826709199268595357?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/4826709199268595357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4826709199268595357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4826709199268595357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-sleep.html' title='need sleep'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-5541166951836144610</id><published>2009-03-28T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:31:02.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong?</title><content type='html'>seriously stef, i still don't get it what's so fun about making people feel bad???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, here is the thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while since one of my friend be so cynical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like criticizing  everything i do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that i can't take critic. the critic is given so cynically and with such tone and also a very irritating face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tolerate it for sometime, but now i'm really fed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea what to do. do you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God..... i really need help... give me more capacity..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-5541166951836144610?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/5541166951836144610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5541166951836144610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5541166951836144610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s wrong?'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-8610027361240538642</id><published>2009-03-26T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:15:33.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a good friend</title><content type='html'>I recently realized about this..&lt;div&gt;well, for me a good friend is not only the one who is with you in happy times. also not the one that gives you compliment all the times. also not only the one who give gifts all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real friend may not always be with you, but they are always there when needed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real friend may not always gives compliment, but they say the truth and wish for the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real friend may not always gives gifts, but they give LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real friend listen to you, not only hear you speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real friend appreciate your opinion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;real friend is You.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-8610027361240538642?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-8981395025235693451.post-4459540336735469331</id><published>2009-03-20T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:20:20.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Many cried out loud for the friends that haven't been saved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many said we want to reach out to the lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many are shouting "God lead us to the lost"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you try to have a relationship with them and meet their needs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you really open your heart for every possibilities that is around you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are you willing to share the love of God to people that sometimes even disgust you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did you know that God already led you to the lost? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't you see all the people around you that haven't received salvation? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you know that we should be praying for us to be ready when the opportunity comes rather than praying for the opportunities to come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time to see how we are doing here. Time to be a better Christian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sermon by paul scanlon at CHC last saturday-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be Blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-4459540336735469331?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/4459540336735469331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/many-cried-out-loud-for-friends-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4459540336735469331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/4459540336735469331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/many-cried-out-loud-for-friends-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-6812329558492941653</id><published>2009-03-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:59:33.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPOSSIBLE</title><content type='html'>Today i have my photography class, and i was talking to one of my friend. &lt;div&gt;She shared something simple but nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said there is nothing impossible, because, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMPOSSIBLE = I'M POSSIBLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES WE CAN, that is one part of the video by Paul Scanlon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah.. I'm so encouraged ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YES WE CAN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- be blessed - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-6812329558492941653?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/6812329558492941653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6812329558492941653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6812329558492941653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/impossible.html' title='IMPOSSIBLE'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-3102587917434576502</id><published>2009-03-15T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:40:08.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>ring ring ring ring...&lt;div&gt;Although there is no such thing at my school, but I just feel like saying it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeaaaa..... You're right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time for school again.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a week of break, now let's come back to where we are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The goal for this new term is to get everything done excellently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, please prepare all of us for this new term. Let the spirit of excellence come upon us and we can do the best to glorify Your name. Amen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Be Blessed in this new term - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3102587917434576502?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3102587917434576502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3102587917434576502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3102587917434576502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-6693992623984226749</id><published>2009-03-13T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:14:39.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S43</title><content type='html'>Only one word to describe S43. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are family in Christ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today ko yon shared about the unity in our beloved cell group..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea, i really agree with him, this cell is a place where we are united for one purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To glorify His kingdom together as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A place of agreement is a place of power" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is what a cell group supposed to be: a place of power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a place where every need is met and every sickness is healed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a place where we can all grow together and be encouraged when discouraged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a place where new comers feel like home and accepted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a place it should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one is perfect, so let everybody remember again about the purpose of this cell group and let us together make this place as it should be.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-be blessed-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: love you all bro and sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-6693992623984226749?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/6693992623984226749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/s43.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6693992623984226749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6693992623984226749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/s43.html' title='S43'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-3946952127490694627</id><published>2009-03-13T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:42:56.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to change</title><content type='html'>I've just talked to one of my beloved sister in S43. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love it, love it, love it... I really love to talk to her... ^^ I do enjoyed every moments I have with her.. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that I am not a perfect person, neither a perfect member in church. I've got to change some of my habits and be a better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So these are some of the changes I have to do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. be more careful when joking around. I realized that sometimes I went over the limit of joking. So very sorry to all my friends that feel so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. use my mind more. I always use only my feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Don't easily get upset.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe... so this is so far that i've been trying to change and it is very hard. So, i really want to apologize to everyone for doing so much mistakes... T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3946952127490694627?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3946952127490694627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3946952127490694627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3946952127490694627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/time-to-change.html' title='Time to change'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-5211572246883406628</id><published>2009-03-13T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:26:31.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What i ment</title><content type='html'>Dear friend, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for bothering you for quite some time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for being "kepo" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry for always trying to talk to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you may not like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is what my intention really is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know i have shared with you personally about haku and zabuza. I know what your dreams are. But really, my deepest intention for always there bugging and being naggy to you is to know you better. I really want to take you as my role model, but there is only a little thing i know about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-5211572246883406628?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/5211572246883406628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-ment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5211572246883406628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5211572246883406628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-ment.html' title='What i ment'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-5743066360959216778</id><published>2009-03-12T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:26:06.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pst Kong</title><content type='html'>Found Pst. Kong's blog.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out.. and be blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.konghee.com/www/index.php?cat=17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-5743066360959216778?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/5743066360959216778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/pst-kong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5743066360959216778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5743066360959216778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/pst-kong.html' title='Pst Kong'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-9179913897826764822</id><published>2009-03-12T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:17:50.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord the Shepherd of His people</title><content type='html'>Psalm 23 (NKJV)&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He restores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea, through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For You are with me; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You anoint my head with oil;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cup runs over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I will dwell in the house of The Lord forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-9179913897826764822?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/9179913897826764822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/lord-shepherd-of-his-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/9179913897826764822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/9179913897826764822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/lord-shepherd-of-his-people.html' title='The Lord the Shepherd of His people'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-3909369610794766918</id><published>2009-03-12T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:09:42.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Shepherd</title><content type='html'>Last night as I pray, God came and talked to me...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As He came, I kept on complaining about the things that didn't happen as I thought it should be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is what He said, "dear, for I am your shepherd, do not worry about things that didn't happen as it should be. For I will take care of all the matters in this world. Just do your part and I'll do the rest." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right at that moment I felt really free. Free from all the thoughts that bugged me for sometime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Have I not commanded you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be strong and of good courage; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not be afraid, nor be dismayed ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Joshua 1:9 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Be Blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3909369610794766918?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3909369610794766918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-shepherd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3909369610794766918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3909369610794766918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-shepherd.html' title='My Shepherd'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-5558138234976743468</id><published>2009-03-12T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:16:35.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we are persistent to ask u to come?</title><content type='html'>well, as a Christian, I know that sometimes we are a bit naggy about asking our friends to come to church. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trust me, I've been there before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this is the truth, We ask the people we care and love for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we want people to experience the heavenly place we love. we want people to see who strengthen us in everything we do. who guide us and help us in the midst of every crisis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all and nothing more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-5558138234976743468?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/5558138234976743468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-we-are-persistent-to-ask-u-to-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5558138234976743468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/5558138234976743468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-we-are-persistent-to-ask-u-to-come.html' title='Why we are persistent to ask u to come?'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-6772428427208957517</id><published>2009-03-11T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:10:58.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Previous Blog</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I read my previous blog. And jut now i decided to read it all again. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm... Actually, me myself felt really blessed. Some of the notes I wrote there, I don't even remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, just to let all of you know, my previous blog is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://jesslovegod.blog.friendster.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-6772428427208957517?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/6772428427208957517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-previous-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6772428427208957517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6772428427208957517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-previous-blog.html' title='My Previous Blog'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-7199621331143541540</id><published>2009-03-11T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:48:30.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Assessment Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally, can breathe again.. ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Submission has kept me away from sleeping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;During the submission week, if you saw me, only my physic was there, my mind and spirit were else where. All I do during those days were just do work, do work, do work and nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I was doing my work, He asked me, "Is all of your submission is really more important for you? Why did you kept on holding onto your own strength and not Mine?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But He never left me alone. Even when I didn't really pay that much attention to Him, He's always there for me. A song from Chris Tomlin - "You Lifted Me Out" was put in my heart. I kept on singing it with all my heart.. And it's true, suddenly i had much much more energy to do everything. He really lifted me Out and set me dancing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He cheered me up when I felt tired and wanted to give up for sleep. He made me stayed awake till everything is done. As I praise Him, His presence is there to refresh me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So when you are perplexed and ready to give up, always remember that He's there to lift you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My Prayer those days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"God, I am really sorry for not realizing that You are always there for me. From now on I will depend on Your strength only. I'll give You praise in everything I do. Love You.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Be Blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-7199621331143541540?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/7199621331143541540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/assessment-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/7199621331143541540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/7199621331143541540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/03/assessment-day.html' title='Assessment Day'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-9188512070401988847</id><published>2009-02-23T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:54:34.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Break Time</title><content type='html'>right now i'm doing menswear for my fashion design project. And it starred to frustrate me. I am supposed to do 250 garments for men. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like juicing my brain to take every drop of creativity there. 100 garments for woman is already a challenge , but 250 for man???? (Let's be reasonable here, what kinds of garments a man can use?? shirt, t-shirt, jeans, shorts, jacket. in conclusion NOT MUCH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is like a never ending sketching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today as I sketch, i listened to a sermon from the dearest Pst. Kong Hee. It was about the power of creativity and the law of abundance. so this is a short passage to what encourage me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the greatest command JC has ever told is "FOLLOW ME". Many know Him as Yahweh, God, and Jehovah. But do you guys cautious that He is also Elohim. God of creativity. So us, as His people is destined to be creative people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The law of abundance is ability to produce more with less as we tune in with Him. Because as we tuned in with Him (spirit of creativity), we will also be creative. Creativity is able to produce more, even though we are given less or not enough space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in this situation I was given less choice and space to move, but more product is expected. So what can I do?? TUNE IN WITH HIM.. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pray,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear JC, please open up heaven's gate and pour the spirit of creativity over all of my friends and I as the deadline of our assignment is already in front of our face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Be Blessed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-9188512070401988847?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/9188512070401988847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-break-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/9188512070401988847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/9188512070401988847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-break-time.html' title='It&apos;s Break Time'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-6189575936911692364</id><published>2009-02-12T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T02:20:43.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision and Provision</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For every vision that God has given to us, there is provision. No matter how impossible it is, as we believe in Him, it will come across. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week is morning prayer week in my church. And I really feel blessed by this meeting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life was quite a mess for a month earlier. But after these several days of praying early in the morning, God has not only spoken, but done a lot of things in my life. Some of them even seems impossible for me. He really show me that vision and provision come in the same packet. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will never be vision without provision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If now you are in the place where everything feels dry and like God don't bless you, here is a verse from the bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Seek and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened for you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sometime people tend to grouch and complain if they feel like God don't give them the provision, but the question is, do you seek Him and ask for it? Do you knock on the heaven's door and shout for God?? Do you really trust and believe in Him that He will provide the best for you??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-6189575936911692364?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/6189575936911692364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/vision-and-provision.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6189575936911692364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/6189575936911692364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/vision-and-provision.html' title='Vision and Provision'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-3950551834042006293</id><published>2009-02-09T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:13:05.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give A Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When a relationship doesn't go well, problems may come. Conflict may arise. And negative thought may come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we are a Christian, we are supposed to solve the problem according to the bible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talk it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometimes after that the relationship may not be able to stay the same way it used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are just not the same, heart that has been hurt, trust issue, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may not talk and put the problems on the table again, but really, this is not the ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I used to thought that not talking about it anymore is enough. But it is not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now i realized that we also have to restore the love that has been there before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ask why, it is easy to answer. When we sin against God, we  are making "problems" in our relationship with God. Is God's heart hurt? Yea. Is there any trust issue?? Of course yea. But do God abandon you and give you less love?? NO. So if we are supposed to be transformed to be more and more like God, we have to learn how to restore the love that used to be there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big question now is HOW??? "How can we love and trust people that hurt us once??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is only one simple answer to this question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Give A Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How can we expect people to change when they see that we don't give a chance. And even though they have changed, we wouldn't be able to see it because we are departing ourself by building a wall between us and them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dearest friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It doesn't matter how much verses from the Bible you know if you don't do it. It doesn't matter how many times you say that you can forget about it, if you don't give them a chance to show how much they have changed and ready to love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Be Blessed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Jesslynne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-3950551834042006293?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/3950551834042006293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/giving-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3950551834042006293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/3950551834042006293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/giving-chance.html' title='Give A Chance'/><author><name>Jess</name><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-8981395025235693451.post-7873732554724717734</id><published>2009-02-09T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T08:12:17.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fter a long time of using friendster blogging, i suddenly wanted to have a blogspot account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wow, this blog is so much more complicated than the friendster blog. But I think blogsopt is more fun as in it has a lot more choice for the designs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So if you want to know my old blog, it is at jesslovegod.blog.friendster.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hopefully I can master using this new blog soon. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Jesslynne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8981395025235693451-7873732554724717734?l=jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/feeds/7873732554724717734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/7873732554724717734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8981395025235693451/posts/default/7873732554724717734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesslynnesukamangga.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Jess</name><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>
