<?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-5390890978737091953</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:23:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Moments</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-3194317205876902970</id><published>2008-08-18T13:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:53:44.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went out for picnic with my frens recently...</title><content type='html'>I was very excited about the picnic. i felt so blessed with the groups of mine outside frens. we were having fun and having our meals together. I would say its a blessing that that was the 1st time i was out with my frens for their 1st picnic :). Well on our way there we were hoping that there was no rain. But after we reached Pasir ris MRT. it started dizzing. So we went to one of the nearest block and avoid ourselves from getting wet. After the rain stopped. we went straight to Pasir ris park. And we found a good spot for us to picnic. after we settled dowwn the rain came again. Haha, at that point of time we were so confused and we quickly get all our food covered and we took our raincoats and umbrella. Haha, after awhile the rain stopped again. followed by the sun came out :). i was like Thanks God for the sun :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-3194317205876902970?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3194317205876902970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=3194317205876902970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/3194317205876902970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/3194317205876902970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-out-for-picnic-with-my-frens.html' title='Went out for picnic with my frens recently...'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-1609989667361077962</id><published>2008-08-18T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:42:48.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have been out of church for 2 weeks...</title><content type='html'>Guys, i just wana tell you that i wasnt in a good mood for last 2 weeks... i was pretty tired and i m having some struggles that i hasnt get it off my chest... Well for me this pain that i m going through now, its kinda sensitive. Well yesturday while i was talking to my frens outside. Auntie Jomah called me to ask me how had i been this few days. Cause i hasnt been to church for 2 weeks. Hmmm.... I guess you guys know me well... I am sorry to tell you guys that i m not sure if i m going to church next week and so on... i might just get out of this church... I am really confused...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-1609989667361077962?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1609989667361077962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=1609989667361077962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/1609989667361077962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/1609989667361077962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/08/have-been-out-of-church-for-2-weeks.html' title='Have been out of church for 2 weeks...'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-6767765993105325181</id><published>2008-06-28T12:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:47:36.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt so blessed and i enjoyed myself yesturday (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXCAAR8QqI/AAAAAAAAABE/DqWE97bIMTI/s1600-h/DSC00218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216789048709628578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXCAAR8QqI/AAAAAAAAABE/DqWE97bIMTI/s320/DSC00218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXBXLf7UCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nV_lhXOnggs/s1600-h/DSC00220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216788347346440226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXBXLf7UCI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nV_lhXOnggs/s320/DSC00220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXBE4P2PRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3y1B8iXRNc8/s1600-h/DSC00221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216788032941079826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXBE4P2PRI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3y1B8iXRNc8/s320/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yesturday, when we reached pasir ris park. When we wanted to rent 4 mountain bikes, when we were chosing the bikes, and when one of my friend chose one for himself. The rental ower told us that theres 4 mountain bikes outside which cost us $5 per hr. But we wanted to rent it for 2 hrs so it cost us $8 and i was so suprised that the 4 mountains bikes are at the same brand. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we took some pictures of it. 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(: But i onli have one with me. (:&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5390890978737091953-6767765993105325181?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6767765993105325181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=6767765993105325181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/6767765993105325181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/6767765993105325181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-felt-so-blessed-and-i-enjoyed-myself.html' title='I felt so blessed and i enjoyed myself yesturday (:'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SGXCAAR8QqI/AAAAAAAAABE/DqWE97bIMTI/s72-c/DSC00218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-1205725626849703723</id><published>2008-06-01T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:05:11.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so Blessed today :)</title><content type='html'>In the past, i used to think that no one care for me, no one love me, no one bother about me. Sometimes i would think that i m having alot my friends around me. but that time i was feeling very lonely even i m in a crowd. So i will just walk around myself just not to be bored. i also duno who i am, what am i doing, so i think that why should i be living in this world. My life is so meaningless. But this is all my thinking in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my thinking is different. :) Today two of my friends ministered to me. They told me alot of words of healing that really heal my wound in my heart. :) They told me that we all love you, we all care for you, we are concern about you. I really thank god for the friends that are given by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Afternoon, when i was at yyb worshiping, i cried when i saw the crucifixtion scene of Jesus. Whenever i saw him been crucified, i will cry for sure, and that even draw me closer to god, because of his great love. While i was crying i saw him holding our sins which is on the cross, and been whacked till he fall down, that time i cried even deeper. I was telling myself. I keep running away from him, escaping from my problems, keep fearing and shutted down myself from my friends of yyb. But he still died on the cross for my sins. That time i felt very guility for what i did. After today i just found out that what my thinking in the past was wrong. I also found out how much they had loved me. Just that i dont bother to open up my heart to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, i just found out that all my true friends are at yyb. :) After which, i also wanted to thank god that he showed me whats my problems. My problems are at my thinking and my mindset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-1205725626849703723?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1205725626849703723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=1205725626849703723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/1205725626849703723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/1205725626849703723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-so-blessed-today.html' title='I feel so Blessed today :)'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-8470019081943160792</id><published>2008-05-28T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:42:57.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Satisfied today :)</title><content type='html'>Yesturday night, i wasn't in a good mood. As i really open up my heart to my beloved mother. I told my mum why i wasn't in a good mood that day. As on that day i duno why i will just lose my temper easily. Maybe i m jealous of something, or maybe i m angry about something which was always in my heart... i just having this jealousy anger in my heart for a long time. but the jealousy anger i m having in heart now, it was sensitive for me to open up to my friends... so what should i do? i dun even know myself... i just like to live in my own world, all the friends i m having in school now was quite good... Since there is a girl that i need to stayed away from, which is from my class. But i dun really mind. Because thats what God wanted me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today afternoon, when i reached home. i went in to my room. i saw a note that was written by my mum. At that moment of time. i knew that my mum had loved me alot. She even wrote one chinese christian song for me. Which i liked it alot. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-8470019081943160792?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/8470019081943160792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=8470019081943160792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/8470019081943160792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/8470019081943160792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/quite-satisfied-today.html' title='Quite Satisfied today :)'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-6326512239057539814</id><published>2008-05-23T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:23:50.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really miss the time during green beret</title><content type='html'>i just duno why, i miss the time that i spent my time with my friends of yyb during the time of green beret. yesturday night i was singing a few songs from my green beret book. while the time i was singing those songs. it really reminds me about the time i spent my time together with my friends of yyb at green beret. i was thinking the time we worship together, opening up our hearts, share of what we had learn at the end of the day. i really miss those times at green beret. every single time i think of that, i will just feel like crying out, as i really miss those days. All the rebukes we have, all the things we had learn at green beret. i really miss those times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-6326512239057539814?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/6326512239057539814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=6326512239057539814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/6326512239057539814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/6326512239057539814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-really-miss-time-during-green-beret.html' title='I really miss the time during green beret'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-7200073071739852010</id><published>2008-05-22T11:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T11:33:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is so meaningless</title><content type='html'>i didnt report today... overslept. hmm... duno why everytime i just could not focused on what i have to do. Or i just duno what can i do for every particullar day. So everytime, i will just walk around and slack like no one business...what can i do? maybe nothing... duno why i just find my whole life so meaningless. other then playing pool for just entertaining myself. After that i dun really know what can i do. Out of sudden i dont have any ambition in mind for my incoming future life time. Everyday after i got dismissed from school. i will just go some shopping centre nearby and just walk around like no one business. I dun even know what am i doing down there. i just dun feel like going home after school. i will be bored till i will go out and walk around again. i just dun have anything to do every single day that i am in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-7200073071739852010?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/7200073071739852010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=7200073071739852010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/7200073071739852010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/7200073071739852010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-life-is-so-meaningless.html' title='My life is so meaningless'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-3826682148277398163</id><published>2008-05-18T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:53:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt so happy today but abit close up...</title><content type='html'>God is really great. he who turns all of my sorrow into joy. :) I felt so happy today, as there are new comers at yah yo babes! :) i am still learning to open up my heart to my friends of yyb. The happiest thing for today is, Paul has come back to the Kingdom of God :). when i saw him today at the main svc. I was so delighted. i was so suprised by the return of Paul :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-3826682148277398163?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/3826682148277398163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=3826682148277398163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/3826682148277398163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/3826682148277398163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-felt-so-happy-today-but-abit-close-up.html' title='I felt so happy today but abit close up...'/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-1561645915769308927</id><published>2008-05-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:47:37.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SC8B7lFaXSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HqCDKqVx_1I/s1600-h/DSC00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201378217714933026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SC8B7lFaXSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HqCDKqVx_1I/s320/DSC00014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE PLAYING POOL ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-1561645915769308927?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/1561645915769308927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=1561645915769308927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/1561645915769308927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/1561645915769308927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-playing-pool.html' title=''/><author><name>Isaac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17192725531897238763</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P5LOUR29dtQ/SC8B7lFaXSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HqCDKqVx_1I/s72-c/DSC00014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5390890978737091953.post-439099735643276648</id><published>2008-05-17T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:57:24.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks so much to Rebecca! :)</title><content type='html'>God really sent someone to help me with my blog skins. :) Thanks God :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5390890978737091953-439099735643276648?l=izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/feeds/439099735643276648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5390890978737091953&amp;postID=439099735643276648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/439099735643276648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5390890978737091953/posts/default/439099735643276648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izarius-preciousmoments.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-so-much-to-rebecca.html' title='Thanks so much to Rebecca! 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