<?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-4195689123317905249</id><updated>2012-02-20T02:57:25.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no greater love than this..</title><subtitle type='html'>for God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son......john3:16</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>teamkirton_rbs2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18242719239182730910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j243/joannalynz/eabc2f84.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-6261617254869597470</id><published>2008-09-23T06:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:17:48.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG</title><content type='html'>BLOG DOWN... shut down due to lack of time to study..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-6261617254869597470?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6261617254869597470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=6261617254869597470' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6261617254869597470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6261617254869597470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog.html' title='BLOG'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-8987749023790347180</id><published>2008-09-05T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:52:42.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Blog Needed An Update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0R6oAJCVvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0R6oAJCVvg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-8987749023790347180?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/8987749023790347180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=8987749023790347180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/8987749023790347180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/8987749023790347180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-needed-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Габриел (Gabriel)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10008945863760140881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yitmp7tupJA/STAYJnJQVxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WaxqBnh-YRw/S220/2718831177_39513b9e70.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-3425460076373388389</id><published>2008-03-28T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T06:12:03.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updated.</title><content type='html'>updated...&lt;br /&gt;muahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so there is proof that it aint abandoned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-3425460076373388389?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/3425460076373388389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=3425460076373388389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/3425460076373388389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/3425460076373388389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2008/03/updated.html' title='updated.'/><author><name>Joanna Mah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488120644800194097</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-4195689123317905249.post-5380450590450364627</id><published>2007-11-18T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T04:48:10.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Something to reflect on from RBS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, I thought the blog could do with a filler post so I thought I'd blog on one entry of my journal. The one where Anderson told each of us to write on the members of team Kirton. So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leong Eng &lt;/span&gt;My first impression was that anyone who could solve a rubix cube is probably someone who's intelligent. Not to say that LE isn't but it's the way an "intelligent" person would act and talk. And LE turned out to be quite the opposite. All the lame jokes he's come up with livens the team up, in a sense. I guess he's what brought the team to gel so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tzi Liang &lt;/span&gt;Well, what can I say. He's quiet but at times can be quite voiceful. I think he knows what it means to stand up for what you want and believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric Koh &lt;/span&gt;At first (sorry but I gotta let it out) I thought he was kinda mentally ill or something but then I found out he's just like that. I think he was the root of our skit. He did most of the hard work for the skit...writing the plot...planning. Without him, I think we probably wouldn't have came up with a skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selina Tham &lt;/span&gt;Little Miss Loud. I've never met a girl so coughcough small coughcough and so confident about who she is. I always think that she's the one who leads the group in the right direction and I just lead you guys astray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joanna Mah&lt;/span&gt; Her smiles let you know that it's a new day and everything will be fine. Kinda corny ain't it...but that's how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tsuey Xin &lt;/span&gt;Ms. Perfectionist. I think she was the odd one out in the group cause none of us knew her very well but she made the intention to get to know us instead. Something I'll probably never pull myself to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this may not be the exact, word 4 word, thing I wrote in my journal cause I don't have my journal but it's a gist of what I put into pen and paper and that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offence meant...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-5380450590450364627?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/5380450590450364627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=5380450590450364627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/5380450590450364627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/5380450590450364627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-to-reflect-on-from-rbs.html' title=''/><author><name>Габриел (Gabriel)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10008945863760140881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yitmp7tupJA/STAYJnJQVxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WaxqBnh-YRw/S220/2718831177_39513b9e70.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-7726702353659113094</id><published>2007-09-21T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:09:25.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where are the others??</title><content type='html'>yea what happened to the others?? missing in action will be selina, abang eric and tzi liang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm doing fine.. finals is around the corner.. hope dec comes fast... reunion will be up next.. lolxx.. miss all of u guys.. especially daddy anderson and mummy joelyn.. i wonder how are they..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-7726702353659113094?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/7726702353659113094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=7726702353659113094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/7726702353659113094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/7726702353659113094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/09/where-are-others.html' title='where are the others??'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-8022650895548372414</id><published>2007-09-18T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:29:46.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>making wee noises here.</title><content type='html'>after the long absence, i am obliged to buzz a bit. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's happening to everyone? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who don't know, i switched to wordpress. no longer blogspotting. www.peregrintook.wordpress.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsuey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-8022650895548372414?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/8022650895548372414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=8022650895548372414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/8022650895548372414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/8022650895548372414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/09/making-wee-noises-here.html' title='making wee noises here.'/><author><name>tu xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13380324376534511458</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-4195689123317905249.post-6596925058515871058</id><published>2007-09-16T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T06:54:07.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post From Macho Man</title><content type='html'>So far, after RBS 07, there have been ups and downs for me. A time of rejoicing, fun, excitement to a time of grieve, self-denial, &amp;amp; self-rejection. Well, RBS have surely impacted me to be a better person when i'm faced with these situations. It ain't a mistake going to RBS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to RBS taught me to be strong in whatever i do. Always trust GOD in all i do and let GOD take control. There are times where i let myself to be the boss. Not wanting anyone including GOD to interrupt. Not knowing that GOD can do a better job than i do, i failed some of the task i'm good in. Even small silly mistakes can come out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times of pain and suffering will be the time where i see my mentors being called back home by GOD. I lose a couple of elders whom i look up to; Unc Eric Kirton, then Unc Koh Ting Tiew. Next there are times where i felt totally rejected by society. To confessed, i've actually thought of killing myself one night because i cannot take the pain anymore (plz do not spread this. Whoever comes and read this will keep it within KIRTON blog only. thx). I've contacted Hazel, and she really comforted me with words. OMGSH man she really can talk to u and make u not to do it. Anyway, i thank GOd that i didnt do it that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all happened when i do not do my quiet time. You see folks, this is the consequences when u do not follow closely to GOD's daily devotion. The normal reasoning will be "i do not have the time to do it". Well i've some time... Between the period of waiting for classes and when i reach university. I will just sit in my car and do my quiet time there. It really helped me through my daily life. For example, one of the lessons drawn from the daily devotion book is about keeping from letting out foul languages. That day i tried really really hard to focus on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when u want to improve spiritually, do u think GOD will immediately let it be? Like God saying "OK, you will not say any foul language today." ???? NO man!! GOD will help u. Not remove it from u. I read somewhere... when u are commited to something u want to improve, GOD will tempt u even more in order to help u. For my case, that day, there is this bunch of uni mates that speaks foul language, they really drove me to my nerves. However, i remember of the things i've read in the daily devotion book. So i tried to hold back from cursing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another method of me keeping in touch with GOD is this. Everytime the word GOD comes through my mind, I will take the initiative to move aside to one corner and close my eyes to pray. Talk to GOD and ask for wisdom and forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally touched when i reviewed this video from GODTUBE.com.... it really got me crying each time i view it. To conclude, i will post this video up. Keep on praying for me for wisdom, time management and commitment to GOD Almighty. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg&amp;flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/6/10371.flv" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="flv_demo" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-6596925058515871058?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6596925058515871058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=6596925058515871058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6596925058515871058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6596925058515871058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/09/post-from-macho-man.html' title='A Post From Macho Man'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-6770357232275593317</id><published>2007-08-11T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T03:50:06.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pikAbOOh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;what happened to the post by abang eng? werent you suppose to post something?hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyhoos, jst for the sake of updating this blog and prooving that it isnt dead(hint gab), I shall attempt to update you guys on what's been going with me.&lt;br /&gt;In case you havent noticed, im in UCSI, doing psychology. finally something i like. I got the interview for a teaching scholarship sponsored by the goverment but to my suprise i didnt get it. That's a good thing btw. So, i get to stick in ucsi instead of teaching. I didnt get ns. A double woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something odd about all this. If my memory serves me well, God seemed to be pushing me down roads i disliked in the past. Not to say that im angry at God or He is a party-pooper. He isnt, it's jst that the more i disliked something, the more it came my way but I knew well enough that no matter how extremely hateful i was towards it, things would turn out in the end. Anyway, back to the point. Things arent actually going the way i presumed it would go down. I disliked teaching and ns to the very tinniest lil bit and i didnt get any of those.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder what plan God has installed for me. hmmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-6770357232275593317?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6770357232275593317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=6770357232275593317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6770357232275593317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6770357232275593317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/08/pikabooh.html' title='pikAbOOh!'/><author><name>Joanna Mah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488120644800194097</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-4195689123317905249.post-1508411221363267126</id><published>2007-07-09T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T05:57:55.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally a post from me...even though I believe nobody checks this blog anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll just share something I pondered upon. I've written this in my blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walks into the restaurant. He comes to your table and ask for a few of your loose cash. you obviously have the urge to reach into your wallet to give the poor man a RM1. But then it strikes you..."what if it's a scam?". And you quickly wave your hand in a gesture to shoo him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do? I thought about this and came up with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I did give, and it is a scam to steal money, wouldn't I be guilty of supporting a scam (an unchristian act).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't give, and it soooo turns out that the man is REALLY poor, then, wouldn't I be guilty of not helping the needy and not obeying God's commandments to help the poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most obvious of all,&lt;br /&gt;If I gave, and the man is really poor, then, I would have obeyed God in helping the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omitting the third "If I...", what would you do...?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-1508411221363267126?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1508411221363267126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=1508411221363267126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1508411221363267126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1508411221363267126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-post-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Габриел (Gabriel)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10008945863760140881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yitmp7tupJA/STAYJnJQVxI/AAAAAAAAAlo/WaxqBnh-YRw/S220/2718831177_39513b9e70.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-4284148378344286690</id><published>2007-05-04T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T04:00:22.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 3 Months Later Letter</title><content type='html'>hey guys.. i've just received the 3 months later letter than we wrote in RBS... wah.. thinking back.. so fast 3 months have past.. sigh and i can see that my spiritual walk has weaken down. And reading what i've written in the letter spurs me up again to continue to shine for HIM and to continue my daily devotion time. Many things in this world that can distract us!! I pray that we will be strong in the LORD and ask him for strength and wisdom every new day!!&lt;br /&gt;MIssing You All more and more DAy by DaY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-4284148378344286690?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/4284148378344286690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=4284148378344286690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/4284148378344286690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/4284148378344286690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/05/3-months-later-letter.html' title='The 3 Months Later Letter'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-4382517598784356284</id><published>2007-04-27T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T21:33:15.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life away from God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Two brothers go to a lake to play with a little boat that they had made. The younger boy excitedly places it in the water and watches it sail. The boat slowly begins to drift away, until it is out of his reach. With great fear, he cries out for his elder brother, to save the boat. The elder boy immediately picks up some stones and begins to throw it at the boat. The younger boy starts to yell at him saying, "what are you doing, I said save my boat, not destroy it!?" The elder boy responds, "Relax. I know what I am doing?" He begins to throw the stones, past the boat, causing ripples to form, and that draws the boat closer to the shore. Finally the boat is back in its owner's arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;A lot of us are sometimes like that little boat. Sin causes us to drift away from God. Then we find so many things going wrong in our lives and wonder why. Sometimes God throws stones 'at us', not to harm us but to cause ripples in our lives that will draw us back to Him and not further away. The more we live our lives according to what WE think is right, the more we will be discouraged, because there is NO LIFE AWAY FROM GOD. God is our source of power, strength, peace and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whatever your problem may be, don't look at it as a punishment but a challenge to better your self. God has the power to turn things around in your life and He will do it. Problems are always there, but for a reason, that is to make us better and not bitter. How we choose to respond to our problem will determine the results that we get in the end. This is our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He can turn a MESS into a MESSAGE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TEST into a TESTIMONY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A TRIAL into a TRIUMPH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A VICTIM into a VICTOR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-4382517598784356284?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/4382517598784356284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=4382517598784356284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/4382517598784356284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/4382517598784356284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-away-from-god.html' title='Life away from God'/><author><name>Joanna Mah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488120644800194097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-2932241411798489847</id><published>2007-04-07T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:48:21.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Kirton RBS 2007 Video</title><content type='html'>Surprise!!! Here It Is... A video specially for our Mission Team!! All Those Times We Had Will Be In Our Memories.... And This video I dedicate it to Mr. Eric Kirton&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03SE-P68bUU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/03SE-P68bUU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended: Let the video to dl finish first then oni u watch... r not no umph!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-2932241411798489847?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/2932241411798489847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=2932241411798489847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/2932241411798489847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/2932241411798489847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/04/team-kirton-rbs-2007-video.html' title='Team Kirton RBS 2007 Video'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-1264609967905926510</id><published>2007-03-27T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T09:27:28.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unc. Eric Kirton's Favourite Song</title><content type='html'>This is, according to Colin Kirton, is his dad's favourite song during his time here on earth. The meaning of the lyrics of this song is very deep. It simply speaks of How Great Our God that no matter what situation we're facing and going through, He will always be there to comfort us, be by our side and with arms wide open to share the burden together with us. He (God) raise us up to do miraculous deeds. To save souls and bless others that have not heard of the gospel such as the 10-40 window. There are many places that is need of the gospel. We're so grateful to have Unc. Eric Kirton sharing so passionately about Jesus' love for us and how Jesus was crucified on the cross of calvary for the sake of paying the penalty of our sins. He took our sin upon that cross so that we might not be condemned by the bondage of sin and death. We've been set free. So what are we still waiting?? Go.. Go... GO... and share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned from Colin Kirton during his lecture in RBS. He struck us with this Question that we most Christian cannot answer. He asked this "What is the Greatest Crime in Christianity?"..... "The Greatest Crime in Christianity is knowing Jesus and keeping Quiet about it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song shall be a very emo-ing song for me everytime i listen to it from now onwards. It shall always be the song where GOD hits me with a brick (AGAIN..yes AGAIN) and gets me back on track. Tribute to Mr. Eric Kirton!! no words could express our gratitute and thanks for your ministry in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song played during the slide presentation during Unc. Eric Kirton's memorial service was sung by Celtic Woman. However, i couldnt find that song on radioblogclub. Therefore i will just use Josh Groban's version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.randyandjohn.com%2Fdiaryland%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FJosh%20Groban%20-%20You%20Raise%20Me%20Up.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Raise Me Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When troubles come and my heart burdened be;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until you come and sit awhile with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no life - no life without its hunger;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when you come and I am filled with wonder,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You raise me up: To more than I can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-1264609967905926510?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1264609967905926510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=1264609967905926510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1264609967905926510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1264609967905926510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/unc-eric-kirtons-favourite-song.html' title='Unc. Eric Kirton&apos;s Favourite Song'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-147964035449847484</id><published>2007-03-25T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T19:31:53.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biography of Eric Kirton (1932 - 2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/RgXVcK00lvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_T6Mc0iMnKg/s1600-h/EKirton2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045673637457467122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/RgXVcK00lvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_T6Mc0iMnKg/s400/EKirton2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eric was born in Clydebank, Scotland in 1932, the youngest son and second-youngest child in a family of 5 boys and 2 girls. When Clydebank was a key target for German bombers during World War II due to its being the major shipbuilding centre in the United Kingdom at the time, the Kirton home was destroyed during a spate of bombings, forcing Eric’s parents to send the children to be cared for in the countryside. Eric spent the war years growing up on a farm in Luss Village, on the banks of Loch Lomond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the age of 14, at a youth camp, Eric committed his life to Jesus Christ, and very soon thereafter began to sense a calling into missions work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his school years, Eric trained as a woodworker and worked with a well-known furniture supplier in Glasgow. He also enlisted in the armed forces. In 1953 he was called for duty with the British Royal Air Force and stationed in Singapore and Malaya during the Emergency for 2 years. Feeling the Lord’s call to missionary service in Malaya, he returned two and a half years later in February 1958, commended by his home church in Glasgow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After intensive language studies in Kuala Lumpur, he moved to Kuantan where from the old wooden house he had rented, he established the first Brethren assembly on the east coast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1959, he married Tan Cheng Kim, a teacher from Kuala Lumpur, who moved to Kuantan and continued to use her teaching career as an outreach opportunity among children and teens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years of planting the seeds of the gospel, the first new believers were harvested for God’s kingdom, and in 1964, Kuantan Chapel was built. Many church leaders across the country today – and indeed over the world – as well as many missionaries from Malaysia were the product of the ministry of the Kirtons in Kuantan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kirtons’ ministry expanded over the years to include helping to establish the work in Temerloh, and to regularly help minister in the assemblies in Bentong, Raub and Kota Bharu, as well as the Presbyterian church in Kuala Trengganu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1984, with the church work in Kuantan well-established, the Kirtons contemplated new ministry elsewhere, but sudden debilitating illness left Cheng Kim bedridden and in need of constant medical attention, forcing the Kirtons to move to Kuala Lumpur. Cheng Kim went to be with the Lord in 1989. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving to Kuala Lumpur in 1985, Eric became a regular itinerant Bible teacher and preacher in churches in the Klang Valley and across the country. He also served on the management board of Evangel Book Centre and as chairman of the annual Klang Valley Bible Conference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July 2006, he was diagnosed with malignant melanoma (an aggressive form of skin cancer) and underwent surgery to remove a tumour above his left shoulder-blade. In December 2006, surgery was required for a second tumour in the same region, but unfortunately this time the pathology report indicated that the cancer had not been contained. Intensive radiotherapy ensued until it became clear some weeks later that the cancer had already spread into the lungs and was no longer treatable. Within a month, his left lung was a solid mass of tumour and no longer functioning, and within a further 2 months, his remaining lung had also succumbed to the cancer and the Lord ushered him into his eternal presence early in the morning of Saturday 24 March 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric leaves behind 3 children and 2 grandchildren: Colin; Laurence and his wife Yoke Lin; and Carol and her husband Barry Sherbeck and their 2 daughters Laura Kim and Dana Joy.&lt;br /&gt;In their lives, and in the lives of a myriad other spiritual “sons and daughters," Eric Kirton has left a lasting legacy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well done, good and faithful servant! … Come and share your Master’s happiness!” (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2025:14-21;&amp;version=31;"&gt;Matthew 25:21&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Text references was taken from www.ekirton.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-147964035449847484?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/147964035449847484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=147964035449847484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/147964035449847484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/147964035449847484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/biography-of-eric-kirton-1932-2007.html' title='Biography of Eric Kirton (1932 - 2007)'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/RgXVcK00lvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_T6Mc0iMnKg/s72-c/EKirton2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-1890835715112419872</id><published>2007-03-24T16:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:21:29.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory of Eric Kirton!! By team Kirton Misson Team RBS 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Special thanks to Mr. Eric Kirton for answering his call to be a missonary. He travelled to malaysia and began his work enthusiastically to spread the gospel to many and bringing them to the saving grace and knowledge of the LORD JESUS CHRIST! He has definately blessed many and also myself. His sermons and messages trully is inspiring. May The Lord bless him as Eric Kirton is now back in His arms at 5am 24th March. He's done his part on earth and now enjoys an everlasting relationship with our LORD JESUS. And I know my redeemer lives to conquer death and to raise us up again to be with HIM in heaven. You will be deeply missed by family members, team kirton misson team, brothers and sisters in christ on earth. This song is specially dedicated to You, Mr. Eric Kirton. God Bless U and Thank You for everything!! (24th MARCH 2007)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Redeemer - Nicole C. Mullen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Who told the ocean you can only come this far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Who showed the moon where to hide 'til evening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whose words alone can catch a falling star?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I know my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of creation testifies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This life within me cries,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very same God that spins things in orbit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;runs to the weary, the worn and the weak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the same gentle hands that hold me when I'm broken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They conquered death to bring me victory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I know my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let all creation testify,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let this life within me cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lives To take away my shame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And He lives forever I'll proclaim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That the payment for my sin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was the precious life He gave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now He's alive and There's an empty grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer lives,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let all creation testify,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let this life within me cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer (know my Redeemer live),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my Redeemer lives (I know that I know that I know that I know that I know),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my redeemer live (Because He lives I can face tomorrow),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Know I know (He lives He lives yeah yeah),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spoke with him this morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lives He lives, the tomb is empty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He lives I gotta tell everybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-1890835715112419872?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1890835715112419872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=1890835715112419872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1890835715112419872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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By team Kirton Misson Team RBS 2007.'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-1564315187171110112</id><published>2007-03-23T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T21:43:05.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in peace.</title><content type='html'>Details were provided by LE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Listen to the words of the song-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;embed id="radioblog_player_0" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fgalvin.worshipsingapore.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fmain%2F..%2Fsounds%2FWho%20Am%20I.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#FFFFFF;border:#111111;button:#111111;player_text:#111111;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Eric Kirton has gone home to be with the Lord at 5am this morning(Saturday). He has been a great blessing to the people around him and all around Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details of services are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;Memorial service : Sunday(tomoro), Life Chapel at 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Funeral service: Monday, 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No visitors at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our Father in heaven,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We thank you for the life of this man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We thank you for the many blessings you have poured out through this man to the people around him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have seen what it means to be a living sacrifice for Your name sake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To glorify Your name heavenwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For his family, we pray that You will grant them strength and comfort.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That their father, brother, uncle and grandfather has gone home to a better place and is greatly comforted there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That through this, they will learn more to look to you and to lean on you as their rock in times of great distress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To see that You're hand will forever be below them - to hold them up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're hand will be around them - to grant them comfort in pain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're hand will be above them - that you will guide them and grant them protection.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to mr. eric kirton, you will be greatly missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-1564315187171110112?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/1564315187171110112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=1564315187171110112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1564315187171110112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/1564315187171110112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in peace.'/><author><name>Joanna Mah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488120644800194097</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-4195689123317905249.post-8073062525679988285</id><published>2007-03-18T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T06:35:30.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 12 Quiet Time.</title><content type='html'>We'll start today.. and i pray that all of u guys will participate in writting ur responses. What God Spoke to u in this passage. Non-kirton ppl also can participate.. hahaha.. ok this week's passage is coming from 2 passages.. Here goes.. May God bless u as u meditate on the verses and let GOD talk to u. -Amen-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JOHN 2 : 13-22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13 When it was almost time for the Jewish Passover,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus went up to Jerusalem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14 In the temple courts he found men selling cattle, sheep and doves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and others sitting at tables exchanging money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15 So he made a whip out of cords, and drove all from the temple area, both sheep and cattle;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he scattered the coins of the money changers and overturned their tables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16 To those who sold doves he said, " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get these out of here! How dare you turn my Father's house into a market!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17 His disciples remembered that it is written: "Zeal for your house will consume me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 Then the Jews demanded of him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"What miraculous sign can you show us to prove your authority to do all this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19 Jesus answered them, "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Destroy this temple, and I will raise it again in three days.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20 The Jews replied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It has taken forty-six years to build this temple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you are going to raise it in three days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;21 But the temple he had spoken of was his body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22 After he was raised from the dead, his disciples recalled what he had said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then they believed the Scripture and the words that Jesus had spoken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 CORINTHIANS 3 : 16 &amp; 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16 Don't you know that you yourselves are God's temple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that God's spirit lives in you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17 If anyone destroys God's temple, God will destroy him;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for God's temple is sacred, and you are that temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-8073062525679988285?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/8073062525679988285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=8073062525679988285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/8073062525679988285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/8073062525679988285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/week-12-quiet-time.html' title='Week 12 Quiet Time.'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-7014960805900609507</id><published>2007-03-09T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T06:19:39.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you forgetting something?</title><content type='html'>Deuteronomy 6:4-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Hear, O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is one. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down to verse 12, " Be careful that you do not forget the Lord......" Living in cities, i'm pretty sure all of us go on with our day pretty fast. Everything is so fast paced in this generation that we miss the small little details and most importantly..We forget God. And the worst thing is that we even forget God exist sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is a jealous God and he wants very much to be a part of our lives. Be it even a small part. The simpliest example is a father craving to spend a little quality time with a son who is to busy hanging out with his pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to verses 4 to 9. They are like what seems to be endless commandments of what the Lord wants us to do. Really seems like a kill joy doesnt it? A let down? God's taking away our freedom and choice?..Well, just stop to think for a second. We must do all these things to please him. And what for.....It all leads back to the same point. He wants us to remember him that he may be a part of our lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Colin said, he's throwing a brick at us. But this time, it's so that we would notice him....He has to go to the extend of throwing a brick for us to notice him. Personally, to me, i feel as a child i have let my father down. What father has to go to the extend of throwing a brick at his daughter so that his daugther would stop and talk to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you remembered God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-7014960805900609507?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/7014960805900609507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=7014960805900609507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/7014960805900609507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/7014960805900609507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/are-you-forgetting-something.html' title='Are you forgetting something?'/><author><name>Joanna Mah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488120644800194097</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-4195689123317905249.post-577182808964004815</id><published>2007-03-04T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:50:45.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will THESE ever last?</title><content type='html'>everyone experienced phases (perhaps that's was the climax of everything) in their lives where they get super excited about something.say no and you're for a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think for us post-RBS students now (just,lets see,near to a month after that), we ARE quite on the high for God and in keeping touch with fellow schoolmates.take for instance this blog,it was started for the sake of getting back the 'RBS feel' where we emo sama-sama and share our inner thoughts etc etc.then we have the RBS multiply and friendster sites.we had (only kl folks!ish...) many many reunions and spent many many hours (i'm sure) on the net,chatting away and checking out each other's blogs,profiles and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my question  now is,will all THESE ever last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey,okay..chill.pause over there.read my thoughts unfold before you shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the question,will it last?you can call me a wet blanket for now,but i think you wouldn't later on.i've watched and witnessed most of all these after-somethings going strong for a while,and then slowly,if not even faster,dying away.swimming in the pre-existence era after that.it is very discouraging when that happens.well,not all's like that,but certainly most are like that,and like many hoped,i hope this blog still exists when all else fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not trying to say that after having taken all the efforts to draw people close even after the end of something,it is just purely vain efforts.it will be successful and people still are close,if everyone puts in efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you ask,why fail?i suppose too often we're just 'exchanging pleasantries',to quote anderson.most of the time we forget the main point of keeping in touch.it is not too just for the sake of hi and bye,but to be accountability partners as well.when we're just exchanging greetings,we tend to run out of topics,and then we're running out of relationships.yes,greeting is the beginning of something,but surface talk's not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's put these questions in mind,when we meet (physically or not),do we take the effort to know of each other's lives?do we just dwell in gossips and forget totally what was taught in RBS?do we forget the part where we're to look out for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not one who will put in effort in things like these,to go online and chat with every single person i see.i know one of these days,my contact with you guys will pooh,be gone.i pray not!&lt;br /&gt;i guess this blog will be the life.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all said,let's not have friends just for the sake of another friend.let's have God as the centre of our relationships,then all these will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it going strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,i started writing in my blog.sueisin.blogspot.com.yes kak jo,i'm blogging now.it's one of my once many attempts to continue a blog and so far,the grand total of entries is.....TWO!so yeah,do have a look at it and tell me what you think of what i posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for reading my boring entry.and oh yeah...shoot.&lt;br /&gt;tsuey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-577182808964004815?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/577182808964004815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=577182808964004815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/577182808964004815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/577182808964004815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/will-these-ever-last.html' title='will THESE ever last?'/><author><name>tu xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13380324376534511458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-5057463554160947443</id><published>2007-03-04T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:40:14.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OA pics!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037981741266190018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/ReqBs4kTPsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qgwK1_gyYqs/s400/691113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037982351151546066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/ReqCQYkTPtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/PmFqcaLhhQ4/s400/1745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037982694748929762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/ReqCkYkTPuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9nKiHkcxkNs/s400/12141518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037983824325328626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/ReqDmIkTPvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5FjP3KAw8oU/s400/82.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;eY!! i took 2 hours to do this ok!! so better appreciate it!! looking back at these photos reminds me of all the happening times we had in the OA village... where some of us stoned in front of the kids!! i'm not gonna mention Zhi Liang's name... ahaahhaha oops!! i just did!! sorry man!!hahahaahaha... PLZZ do EMO after u see these photos!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-leongeng-&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/4195689123317905249-5057463554160947443?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/5057463554160947443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=5057463554160947443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/5057463554160947443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/5057463554160947443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/03/oa-pics.html' title='OA pics!!'/><author><name>noobshit™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02356304620447119333</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/41/20/2990214/550194246l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L0hLd_axJ5E/ReqBs4kTPsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qgwK1_gyYqs/s72-c/691113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-3146413315864904971</id><published>2007-02-27T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:07:39.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is a coincidence..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taken from my blog. Thought i would share it with you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I was lying down relaxing on my bed, this song came to mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You did not wait for me&lt;br /&gt;To draw near to you&lt;br /&gt;But you clothed yourself with frail humanity&lt;br /&gt;You did not wait for me&lt;br /&gt;To cry out to you&lt;br /&gt;But you let me hear&lt;br /&gt;Your voice calling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's pretty amazing how the Lord did not wait for me to chase after Him and seek Him. I mean, after all, he is God. He could have just sat there and laughed thinking how dumb I was not to know that he is God. He could have just sat there and waited for people to find him.That's probably the most common picture of a king who awaits people to serve him. Well, in my case, trully he was the one who chased after me instead of the other way around. He planned a whole future for me and as I look back at the years that passed, I'm forever grateful to him. If it wasnt for him, I would be some girl living her life in pubs and mixing with the wrong crowd for all you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It all started at the tender age of 9 i suppose. During the years of PTS or express class they call it. If it wasnt for my mum, i would have never passed that test and ultimately skip stardard 4 to 5. At stardard 6, i switched schools to an all girls school, SBS. I must be honest in saying i did not really like the idea of an all girls school and adapting to a whole new environment to begin with. Anyway, i managed to get myself automatically into a particular secondary school without much trouble although it was the last year for SBS to be sending their students to SBU, my secondary school. So you see, if i had not passed PTS and skipped standard 4 by God's grace, i would not have gotten myself into SBU for it will already be too late. I would have missed by one year and i wouldnt be in SBU. Anyway, moving on...the only reason why i am who i am this day and a stronger Christian than i ever was back then was because of the Christian Union Society in that school. I learned about God and grew in him. I had friends who backed me up in any situation and walked along side me in the Lord. And because of them, i took Bible Knowledge classes in upper secondary and as an additional subject in the national SPM examination which made me grow even more in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So it all links together to form a particular chain that if you look back, that was what made the difference in determining my life's path and how i lived my life as a Christian. Without the Christian Union society, i would have only been a cover and a Christian only by name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you call that a coincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im pretty sure it's not. No one's life is a coincidence if you ask me. God had it all planned out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugs and kisses, Joanna.&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/4195689123317905249-3146413315864904971?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/3146413315864904971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=3146413315864904971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/3146413315864904971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/3146413315864904971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-is-coincidence.html' title='Nothing is a coincidence..'/><author><name>Joanna Mah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488120644800194097</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-4195689123317905249.post-668099858534776304</id><published>2007-02-24T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T08:15:26.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's talk about the sea.</title><content type='html'>yeah,let's talk about the sea.the wide and vast blue sea (may be black somewhere) that goes far  beyond our reach.mysterious,scary and yet amazing.you may say it's JUST another creation of God,but it's one truly amazing creation of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're a bit like that,aren't we? God stretches us if we allow Him to,far beyond where we think we can go.it's weird isn't it?that God would think we can do it,when we ourselves,so real on this earth,perhaps fresh from past experiences,don't think we can.it's hard to grasp and understand His infinite powers,and it's just so easy to think lowly of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from RBS,we enter our own world again,after having experienced something great and eye-opening for the past 5 weeks.it's easy to get back to our own ways (probably most of us already have),i know i already have.but i also know that what i learnt in the 5 weeks,i will hold on dearly,albeit the many distractions and side tracks i may make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to God for giving me much patience and understanding =D or else you people would've seen the real wolvey tsuey.haha,but admist the frusfrations,i had my share of good times and from each and everyone of Kirton-ians,i did learn something.i thank God for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you guys lots,&lt;br /&gt;sway sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:in case you're wondering why 'sea',i'm missing teluk chempedak okay.no sea in ipoh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-668099858534776304?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/668099858534776304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=668099858534776304' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/668099858534776304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/668099858534776304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/02/lets-talk-about-sea.html' title='let&apos;s talk about the sea.'/><author><name>tu xin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13380324376534511458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4195689123317905249.post-6823845930337751567</id><published>2007-02-24T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:37:22.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No greater love(Steven Curtis Chapman)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Jn. 15:13-17; Jn. 10:11]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Man of courage with your message of peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is that look in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why have you come to this faraway place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is this story you would lay down your life to tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What kind of love can this be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is no greater love than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is no greater gift that can ever be given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To be willing to die so another might live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;There is no greater love than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Broken hearted from all you have lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How can you sing through your tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is this music that can bear such a cost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is this fire that grows stronger against the wind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What kind of flame can this be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the love that God showed the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When He gave us His Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So we could know His love forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Beyond the gates of splendor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugs and kisses, Joanna&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4195689123317905249-6823845930337751567?l=kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/feeds/6823845930337751567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4195689123317905249&amp;postID=6823845930337751567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6823845930337751567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4195689123317905249/posts/default/6823845930337751567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kirtonrbs2007.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-greater-lovesteven-curtis-chapman.html' title='No greater love(Steven Curtis Chapman)'/><author><name>teamkirton_rbs2007</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18242719239182730910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j243/joannalynz/eabc2f84.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
