unbe-LIEVE-able

i cannot one year has passed since the last english-speaking conference in east malaysia. boy, time does fly when you're having fun.
weeellllll, i wouldn't describe the entire year with the extremely generalized term "fun", but it certainly had its pros.

firstly, i was blessed by being able to fool around in bio and maths/addmaths and yet still get the grades i wanted! :) i am not a clever girl. i am not a lucky girl. i'm a blessed girl :) i still have to quell the urge to go "HAH I TOLD YOU SO!" to ms abuselah the next time i see her, which i hope won't be for quite a while.

i was also blessed enough to try passion fruit, a fruit which most of us only see growing on trees in Farmville or mixed with various chemicals in our Body Shop lipbalm. i actually tried it. i scooped out the soft seeds from their comfortable jelly-like crib and ground them with my molars :) BIO BIO BIO TRIBUTE TO BIO

i overcame many things. fewer than i'd hoped, but many things still. and there are more to come. i overcame youthful lust (for a while, anyway), i overcame the temper-losing demon, i overcame the burden of outward beauty, i overcame the desire to paint my nails in various neon colours, i overcame the devil's smile, i overcame my quiet meeting disposition, i overcame spiritual death.

OH LORD JESUS! it really is a joy to call on His name. a few months back, i'd probably not have given it much thought. but today, i can testify, that His name is above all names. "That in the name of Jesus, every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess, that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father." (Philippians 2:10-11)

Praise the Lord for His overcoming name!

do you know how Jesus died?

i cannot believe what i've decided to do. i have decided to make some drastic changes in my life.

the church conference i attended during the Hari Raya weekend has shown me much light. and as cheesy and trilogy-movie-ish as this sounds, i have found my life's purpose. i am going to serve the Lord.

how? i have no idea. but i guess it's all about my consecration before the Lord, isn't it? and it's all in steps for me. for example, i took the first step by crying my eyes out because i realized that in contrast to all that God has done for me, i've done absolutely nothing for him.

i learned how he died.

and it's not just the same old broken record; this time, i found out the details.

Brother David Vinson laid out every detail of Jesus' crucifixion bare and frank for us to hear. yes, we were amazed, some maybe even appalled, at his boldness. but it's the truth, and that is something no one can argue with.

so how exactly did Jesus die?

He was scourged. a whip of ninetails with sharp pieces of rock/metal hanging on the ends was smashed against His back 39 times. the Romans said that if they whipped you 40 times, you would die. so in order to keep their consciences clean, they gave you some mercy and whipped you only 39 times. each time the whip struck Jesus' back, flesh was torn out of His body, blood leaked out of His wounds; they struck Him to the point where the muscle was exposed. this is scourging.

Jesus had no strength in Him to carry His own cross. so the Romans hired a man of Cyrene to carry it for Him.

when they reached Calvary, nails were hammered through His wrists (not His hands, apparently, as the weight of His body would simply cause the nails to tear through the palms of His hands and He would fall) and His feet. then they erected the cross and mocked Him, pulled His beard, hit Him, charged Him to "save Himself if He was the Son of God".

what did Jesus do? did He call God to slay these evil men? did He ask His Father above to save him from his agony?

No. He told His Father: "Forgive them, for they know not what they are doing".

apparently, when one is crucified, they do not die of blood loss or injury, but rather, of suffocation. each time Jesus needed to take a breath of air, He had to pull Himself up; He had to lift up His torso each time and scrape His raw back against the rough cross, just to get a breath of air. criminals who are sentenced to crucifixion often die when they have no more strength left to lift themselves up to take a breath, and finally suffocate. therefore, to hasten their death, Roman soldiers often broke the legs of the criminals so that they would be unable to lift themselves up.

but that was unnecessary in Jesus' case. after an unimaginably agonizing period of time being hung up on the cross, Jesus lifted up His spirit, and He died.

He died so that today, i would be spared of such a fate. He died so that all human beings would be spared of such a fate.

don't you think that's worth my life's consecration?

WOOT FOR ME

I, Hui Linn Lee, quitted Restaurant City and Farmville on Facebook on the 12th of September 2009 due to a drastic lack in free time, as the mentioned applications required maintenance on a daily basis and, well, i figured that i just couldn't be bothered to continue anymore.

AAAAAND, what use are worldly things to me, anyway? haha yes i am eating my own words even as i write this but come on, we all have to start somewhere, right?

how do people know what to write about in their blog?

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btw i'm a mini champ of Typing Maniac on facebook :)