<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527</id><updated>2009-12-12T02:17:07.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kath~KATHERINE-|-ENIREHTAK~htaK</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm me, me and only me. ok, me and God. haha</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-6282733575629482688</id><published>2009-12-10T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T04:04:02.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ranters rant rants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, how long have i not been blogging? who gives a shit hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;Been bored (and stressed weeeeeehweeeeeeeeeeeeeh over sch works)&lt;br /&gt;and still kinda performing some sort of escapism when i resolve into&lt;br /&gt;this bloggin thingy. (yes, i hav a few secinds left before goin back to hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just thinkin.. women, oh women.&lt;br /&gt;without their clear mind and trying to rationalise their actions all the time&lt;br /&gt;clearly building sandcastle truth over the benefit of doubts,&lt;br /&gt;just because benefit of doubt gives you security, blurring your vision of reality&lt;br /&gt;hoh women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-6282733575629482688?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6282733575629482688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=6282733575629482688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6282733575629482688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6282733575629482688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2009/12/ranters-rant-rants.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-3895473398150365789</id><published>2009-09-08T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:10:24.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever not pursued something because it had to be perfect? There is a fine line between doing things with excellence and being a perfectionist. Perfectionists become argumentative with God. They refuse to step out in faith and obedience because they care too much about what others think if the results don't turn out perfectly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-3895473398150365789?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3895473398150365789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=3895473398150365789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3895473398150365789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3895473398150365789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2009/09/have-you-ever-not-pursued-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-9169848112523270041</id><published>2009-08-30T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:29:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>males bgt. apalagi kalo akhirnya emang gitu.&lt;br /&gt;manusia ga akan berhenti sampe mereka sadar sendiri&lt;br /&gt;kadangpun ada ulah dari individual yang menyembunyikan&lt;br /&gt;jati diri sampai2 orang lain ga bakalan tau apa diri yg&lt;br /&gt;sebenernya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan sekarang dice had been rolled out&lt;br /&gt;game has been started&lt;br /&gt;urusan mereka lah.&lt;br /&gt;haahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;manusia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-9169848112523270041?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/9169848112523270041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=9169848112523270041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/9169848112523270041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/9169848112523270041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2009/08/males-bgt.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-3269720249747287191</id><published>2009-08-02T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:28:37.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ga tau knp bisa begini&lt;br /&gt;otak manusia dan napsu manusia itu mengerikan yah&lt;br /&gt;ga mau kecewa tapi akhirnya pun kecewa&lt;br /&gt;trus disimpen di hati aja&lt;br /&gt;mungkin beda budaya, mungkin beda smuanya&lt;br /&gt;mungkin diam bukan pilihan terbaik&lt;br /&gt;tapi udah pernah ngomong dan hasilnya bikin sakit hati juga&lt;br /&gt;apapun yg gw lakukan, smuanya serba salah&lt;br /&gt;mungkin mending diam dan suffer quietly?&lt;br /&gt;ga ngerti, ga pengen tau, ga pengen mikir&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-3269720249747287191?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3269720249747287191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=3269720249747287191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3269720249747287191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3269720249747287191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2009/08/ga-tau-knp-bisa-begini-otak-manusia-dan.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-7235208466798819242</id><published>2009-06-17T05:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:48:42.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahahhaaaa&lt;br /&gt;finally i remember that i have a blog,&lt;br /&gt;or use to own this space for my rants.&lt;br /&gt;alalalala~&lt;br /&gt;so now maybe i shall use up the same space again&lt;br /&gt;to rant rant RANT!~&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i laugh at any times,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should join Joker to death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyanyway. hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;There are just certain things which I have been&lt;br /&gt;observing from the people around me&lt;br /&gt;with regards to women.&lt;br /&gt;On how oppressed women sometimes feel the&lt;br /&gt;lack of power upon themselves to change their&lt;br /&gt;life. Its not because they're stupid, but they're stuck&lt;br /&gt;in the situation where they cannot move out&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of everyone and most of the times,&lt;br /&gt;their extended families. When offered with choices,&lt;br /&gt;women usually is more willing to give up huge part&lt;br /&gt;of their lives in exchange with happiness of the mass,&lt;br /&gt;only to find out that at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;the mass doesn't really care about the women.&lt;br /&gt;Such exchange value is imbalance and thus,&lt;br /&gt;women being women, the more sensitive being, will&lt;br /&gt;accomodate such issue until to the point where they&lt;br /&gt;blow up... or die...&lt;br /&gt;It is unusual to see sufferings in the eyes of the&lt;br /&gt;women and therefore life is just sucks for them, u know.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far their achievements go, their carreer,&lt;br /&gt;kids' achievements, you name it, but the only thing that&lt;br /&gt;they are lacking of, is the mutual understanding of such&lt;br /&gt;situation and someone who can share or even lighten such&lt;br /&gt;burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont see it in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-7235208466798819242?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/7235208466798819242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=7235208466798819242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/7235208466798819242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/7235208466798819242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahahahhaaaa-finally-i-remember-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-9131733592717334426</id><published>2008-12-02T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:28:45.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 467px; height: 440px;" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" valign="top" width="460"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Dear God, Sometimes I find it hard to manage my time well. There is so much to do. Please help me to prioritize my daily activities to align with your will, your plan, your purpose, and to do what is most important as well as the little mundane tasks that must be done. Help me to know when to say "no" to projects and requests that come along that would overwhelm me or take away from what you want me to do. Please help me to always love and care for those lives you have entrusted to my care and circle of influence. In Jesus' name I pray, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="width: 100%; height: 2px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adorned by the Doctrine of God&lt;br /&gt;TGIF Today God Is First Volume 2, by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;12-01-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;"Exhort bondservants to be obedient to their own masters, to be well pleasing in all things, not answering back, not pilfering, but showing all good fidelity, that they may adorn the doctrine of God our Savior in all things"&lt;/i&gt; (Titus 2:9-10 NKJV). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;The island of Crete was known for its corruption and many false gods. It was also the center of the jewelry trade. Thus, the use of the word "adorn" in the above passage may have been intentional by Paul due to this fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Titus and the believers in Crete were challenged by Paul to adorn their lives with the doctrine of God. Whenever you are challenged by an environment that is corrupt and ungodly, you have an opportunity to let your light shine before those in that culture. The greater the corruption, the greater your light can shine. It is not a time to flee, it is a time to shine brighter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Paul addressed five unique things believers could do: 1) Be obedient to their masters. They were to submit to their authority structures, 2) Be well pleasing in all things. This meant doing their work with excellence, 3) Not answer back. They were to handle conflict with wisdom and courtesy, 4) Not pilfer. They were not to steal, but model integrity, 5) Show all good fidelity. This meant demonstrating loyalty and dependability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Do you find your environment difficult to work in? The answer is to live to glorify the Lord in the midst of your culture. The way you live your life will be viewed by many others. An industry survey revealed the average person will come in contact with 300 people over the course of a year through their work. What better opportunity to let your life be adorned by the doctrine of God. St. Francis Assisi agrees: He encouraged believers in his day to "preach the gospel always and when necessary use words." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-9131733592717334426?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/9131733592717334426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=9131733592717334426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/9131733592717334426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/9131733592717334426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/12/todays-prayer-dear-god-sometimes-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-343463469455013058</id><published>2008-12-23T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:24:56.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some interesting insight that Julia had given me...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not love others like how you love yourself&lt;br /&gt;because you tend to weigh your love for yourself&lt;br /&gt;love others like how Jesus had loved us&lt;br /&gt;who went down to Earth&lt;br /&gt;and was born as a human&lt;br /&gt;who died on the cross&lt;br /&gt;to reedem our lives&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-343463469455013058?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/343463469455013058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=343463469455013058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/343463469455013058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/343463469455013058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-interesting-insight-that-julia-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-1745675954622641318</id><published>2008-10-27T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:53:05.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Vision, His Way, In His Timing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;TGIF Today God Is First Volume 2, by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;10-27-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;"Then God said, 'Take your son, your only son, Isaac, whom you love, and go to the region of Moriah. Sacrifice him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains I will tell you about'"&lt;/i&gt; (Gen 22:2). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Have you ever wanted something so bad that you would do almost anything to get it? Have you ever gotten so close to fulfilling a dream only to have it disappear right before your eyes? Such was the case for Abraham. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;God promised Abraham that he would be the father of many nations. He would have a son. However, Abraham panicked when Sarah aged beyond child bearing years and tried to help God by birthing Ishmael through Sarah's servant, who was not the promised son. Eventually, Isaac was born, who was the promised son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;However, God tells Abraham to sacrifice his only son on an altar to demonstrate his obedience to God. Truly, this is one of the hardest instructions given to one of God's people in all of scripture. It compares only to the Heavenly Father sacrificing His own Son. God intervenes and allows a lamb to take his place, symbolizing the Lamb of God as a prophetic sign of what is to take place in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;God often births a vision in our lives only to allow it to die first before the purest version of the vision is manifested. This has happened several times in my own journey. Oswald Chambers observes, "God's method always seems to be vision first, and then reality, but in between the vision and the reality there is often a deep valley of humiliation. How often has a faithful soul been plunged into a like darkness when after the vision comes the test. When God gives a vision and darkness follows, waiting on God will bring you into accordance with the vision He has given if you await His timing. Otherwise, you try to do away with the supernatural in God's undertakings. Never try to help God fulfill His word."* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When God's vision is finally birthed, nothing will stop it. Our job is to allow God to birth His vision through us His way and in His timing.&lt;/span&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/6041527-1745675954622641318?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1745675954622641318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=1745675954622641318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/1745675954622641318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/1745675954622641318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/10/his-vision-his-way-in-his-timing-tgif.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-6416694117936840939</id><published>2008-10-12T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:04:27.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last night i had a dream that i told my dad i probably have to cut my&lt;br /&gt;working hours cos my school is busy and he told me no. In my dream,&lt;br /&gt;he told me that he wont be sending money except school fees and rent&lt;br /&gt;and i still have to get the scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i woke up feelin super shitty becos i kinda feel the dream&lt;br /&gt;were so real.. but its not real, rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just a few minutes ago, he called me to check wther i still have enough&lt;br /&gt;money, whether my overpaid sch fees will be refunded. Then he told me&lt;br /&gt;not to spend too much money. economy is bad, stock market is worse and&lt;br /&gt;I told him its ok if he wont send me money in the near time to come becos&lt;br /&gt;i still have job rite now so no worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he sort of accidentally told me that he had sent money a few days ago&lt;br /&gt;to my bro's account. he told me i can ask from my bro. So i ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kath&gt;&gt; so how come my bro nv said anythin?&lt;br /&gt;dad&gt;&gt; cos i told him not to til i talk to you&lt;br /&gt;dad&gt;&gt; if i sent it to your account, you probably will spend more cos you know&lt;br /&gt;dad&gt;&gt; you have money now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a very thoughtful dad. he knows i will spend more once i got money&lt;br /&gt;from him. right. thanks. i probably can eat proper meal if he send me money&lt;br /&gt;i can probably buy something proper&lt;br /&gt;i can probably concentrate more on my school work rather than squeezin them&lt;br /&gt;between works on weekends&lt;br /&gt;i can probably sleep more&lt;br /&gt;i can probably have less stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dad, you're the best&lt;br /&gt;i am spending a lot of money rite&lt;br /&gt;you probably wants me to spend close to nothing per month&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-6416694117936840939?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6416694117936840939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=6416694117936840939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6416694117936840939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6416694117936840939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-night-i-had-dream-that-i-told-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-5350265450593589241</id><published>2008-10-11T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:28:10.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i was surprised by how God works super instantly&lt;br /&gt;He resolved it within a daaaaaaaaaaaay&lt;br /&gt;nono, actually half a day..&lt;br /&gt;and i was getting one of the greatest thing that i can hear from&lt;br /&gt;someone unexpected. thanks man~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-5350265450593589241?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5350265450593589241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=5350265450593589241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/5350265450593589241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/5350265450593589241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-i-was-surprised-by-how-god-works.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-4211008454537691486</id><published>2008-10-04T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:22:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eli, eli, LAMA SABACHTANI??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-4211008454537691486?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4211008454537691486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=4211008454537691486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/4211008454537691486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/4211008454537691486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/10/eli-eli-lama-sabachtani.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-2554547393345745477</id><published>2008-09-19T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:55:28.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can confirm with you that I am used to get things in bulk,&lt;br /&gt;just like americans buy things at walmart&lt;br /&gt;exactly the same!!!! woohoooohoooo~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to IKEA after 3 months of delay, trying to buy&lt;br /&gt;that freaking cabinet and GUESS WHAT...&lt;br /&gt;the cabinet wont fit Zack's car. We've got owned by IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;funny joke, i love you IKEA. Thanks for the joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after last midnighty's event,&lt;br /&gt;I went to sch taking the skytrain (equivalent to MRT)&lt;br /&gt;and 3 securities were standing waiting for your fateful tickets&lt;br /&gt;and yesh! thanks emily carr, thanks translink, you guys made&lt;br /&gt;awesome deals by not granting us the FREAKING U-PASS!&lt;br /&gt;whichever countries doesnt have equalities in public transport&lt;br /&gt;for their tertiary students? Opps, i mean, whichever 1st and 2nd world&lt;br /&gt;countries... so Canada can no longer be considered 1st world country&lt;br /&gt;eh? whahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so i struggled to buy that freaking ticket and&lt;br /&gt;while i shoved my bag down the crampy train, the water bottle lid&lt;br /&gt;opens and FLOODED my whole bag, wetting EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;and finally, robbed me away from my sinful indulge, IPOD&lt;br /&gt;So, au revoir Ipod, may you be happier without me&lt;br /&gt;joining the entourage of my camera, wallet &amp;amp; handphone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my hard disk was drowned too, although it has covers on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: bring metal school bag with metal compartment&lt;br /&gt;to ensure the safety of your stuffs inside. Fabric can be deceiving sometimes&lt;br /&gt;whahahahaahaa&lt;br /&gt;to come up with such hypothesis... what a kath.... ahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ppl must be thinking that Im a bitch to be emo for these kind of things&lt;br /&gt;I think im a bitch too&lt;br /&gt;i should shoot myself&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have to give thanks in times like this rite?&lt;br /&gt;should not be sad cos its not mine to begin with anyway rite?&lt;br /&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;let it go, let it go...&lt;br /&gt;for nothing will come home even if you cry for it&lt;br /&gt;even if you think that its soo painful and fucked&lt;br /&gt;you cant do a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;just move on and go and get new ones&lt;br /&gt;why so weak?&lt;br /&gt;why so girly?&lt;br /&gt;why so loserish?&lt;br /&gt;dont be a sissy, just move forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just a gentle reminder to not see material as&lt;br /&gt;a proof of life, or so... Thanks for the slap, God.&lt;br /&gt;Nice one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-2554547393345745477?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/2554547393345745477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=2554547393345745477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/2554547393345745477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/2554547393345745477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-can-confirm-with-you-that-i-am-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-3239720489622835210</id><published>2008-08-14T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:33:21.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Confirming Decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;TGIF Today God Is First Volume 2, by Os Hillman&lt;br /&gt;08-13-2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;"Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed"&lt;/i&gt; (Proverbs 15:22). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Confirming major decisions through the counsel of others is one way God protects us from poor decisions. This process is designed to confirm direction for which we are seeking confirmation. Paul was sensitive not to get too heavy-handed in the confirmation process though. He offered advice to others but was not the enforcer of their decisions. "And here is my advice about what is best for you in this matter"(2 Corinthians 8:10). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The requirement for efficient administration frequently requires single points of decision-making. Where there is willingness and trust to receive input, there is also humility, faith, and grace for God to work His pleasure in His servant. Where there is unwillingness, the opposite is true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There have been times in my life where I have felt strongly about a certain issue only to receive feedback from those close to me which revealed that I was not accurate in my assessment of the situation. I have learned to yield in such situations, trusting that God is working through those in whom I am accountable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The scriptures encourage us to seek advice and counsel from other Godly people who share the same values and goals that we have. "Listen to advice and accept instruction, and in the end you will be wise"(Proverbs 19:20). "Make plans by seeking advice; if you wage war, obtain guidance"(Proverbs 20:18). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Peace of mind is another important confirmation requirement for making decisions. If you do not have peace about a decision, you should wait until God gives you peace. This does not mean your decision may not have some tension due to the faith aspect of it, but deep down you should have a peace that it is the right decision. "Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" (Philippians 4:6-7).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need to have stronger faith whahahahahhaa.. you know.. sometimes its so tempting to go astray... but i'll slap myself and resist the temptation. Decison finaliser still has to be Him, never me, never anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-3239720489622835210?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3239720489622835210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=3239720489622835210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3239720489622835210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3239720489622835210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/08/confirming-decisions-tgif-today-god-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-850107092084882034</id><published>2008-07-29T05:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T05:40:30.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont understand how people can be so needy&lt;br /&gt;how to be needy, not to be over-needy and&lt;br /&gt;not to be under-needy &lt;-- too self sufficient?&lt;br /&gt;interesting random thought, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;though im still unsure of why i wrote this crap&lt;br /&gt;ghahahahaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. tmr will be art history mid term exam&lt;br /&gt;sian sian...&lt;br /&gt;most of the artworks shown (the 85 slides) are&lt;br /&gt;made when the artists were high or something...&lt;br /&gt;were drunk or something.. or somewhat under&lt;br /&gt;some sort of influences...&lt;br /&gt;and I'm pretty sure they're not really sure of&lt;br /&gt;whether they know what they're talking/drawing/&lt;br /&gt;creating...&lt;br /&gt;haiyahyayayayaayaya....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-850107092084882034?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/850107092084882034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=850107092084882034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/850107092084882034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/850107092084882034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-understand-how-people-can-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-6337554115334793507</id><published>2008-07-21T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:30:30.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cici nelly is the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha, i cant stop laughing while reading her blog&lt;br /&gt;she is a reaaaal good blog writer&lt;br /&gt;not only peppered with randomness&lt;br /&gt;she has substantial content that enlighten and encourage growth&lt;br /&gt;growth of what? just check it out yourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in indonesian, btw lol unless you google translate it and it will&lt;br /&gt;sound sooo weird and nonsensical (direct translation cases))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalaallala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this (and last) week's experience:&lt;br /&gt;"give thanks" regardless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-6337554115334793507?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6337554115334793507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=6337554115334793507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6337554115334793507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6337554115334793507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/07/cici-nelly-is-best-ahahaha-i-cant-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-3244889364933836292</id><published>2008-07-20T11:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:07:51.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aku mo mati&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that i lost my fuckin camera&lt;br /&gt;its gone!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it has followed mu stupid phone and my stupid&lt;br /&gt;wallet, running away from me&lt;br /&gt;into the hand of another (bitch/bastard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i think maybe God is tryin to tell me&lt;br /&gt;that im kinda materialistic.&lt;br /&gt;i over-love my possessions..&lt;br /&gt;so well. when its taken.. whats there thats left for me?&lt;br /&gt;only me and my stupid heartache&lt;br /&gt;so welll.. why love dead things soo much?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaaahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-3244889364933836292?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/3244889364933836292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=3244889364933836292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3244889364933836292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/3244889364933836292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/07/aku-mo-mati-hahahahhaha-i-just-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-6498412992647818942</id><published>2008-07-17T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T03:29:23.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was th day where i somehow realise that when its time to go,&lt;br /&gt;it has to go.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my wallet and my freaking phone. wahhahahaahaha..&lt;br /&gt;so yeah went to gym, lalalaa, came back and *powerpuff gurl theme*&lt;br /&gt;my locker were tampered. some idiot took off with my wallet and&lt;br /&gt;handphone. From the modus operandi, that fucker was graceful&lt;br /&gt;enough to leave my clothes, bags, books etc. She/ he didnt even take&lt;br /&gt;my thumbdrive, i dont know whether to laugh and it.. or to swear beautiful&lt;br /&gt;words from my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i hope whoever that steal my freaking stuffs could make a good&lt;br /&gt;use out of it... hmm maybe i should be scouting around granville island for my&lt;br /&gt;wallet, dont ya think so? hahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-6498412992647818942?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/6498412992647818942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=6498412992647818942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6498412992647818942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/6498412992647818942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/07/yesterday-was-th-day-where-i-somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-5703949446377143022</id><published>2008-06-21T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:58:04.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a random day has passed&lt;br /&gt;I actually woke up pretty early (note that my early and&lt;br /&gt;other's early may not be the same time)&lt;br /&gt;It was 10 in the morning lol&lt;br /&gt;Thought my dad would take me to drop off my old boots&lt;br /&gt;for repair but turned out he was too busy and dashed off&lt;br /&gt;somewhere. In the end, I went to watch Fallen Angels&lt;br /&gt;(an oldddd movie by Wong Kar Wai) It was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Yota borrowed the tape before from Vanc Public Lib&lt;br /&gt;and I went to his house, eagerly waiting for that movie.&lt;br /&gt;Then we found out the tape was not working. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. So well, I bought this one from Hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not going far on that, but it's a nice movie.&lt;br /&gt;Then finished off my ELizabeth. It was an okay movie too,&lt;br /&gt;though i cringe at some scenes. Ah well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a great spiritual session today. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Really, Ive never felt this way for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like nostalgia mixed with something deeper,&lt;br /&gt;a longing sense, pulling me deeper in the book that&lt;br /&gt;Im reading (given by Jenn), those story illustrations&lt;br /&gt;on the Bible that I've been reading these days,&lt;br /&gt;and towards the lyrics of the songs I was listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw fyi,Sonicflood's first album is still so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I finally get a quiet space for me to listen to it again.&lt;br /&gt;It was like... a time-travel to the old me in 2000&lt;br /&gt;Reading and listening to each sentences, each&lt;br /&gt;lines draws me deeper, into the "first love"&lt;br /&gt;that I'd experienced back then. Some songs would&lt;br /&gt;remind me of things that happened the last time&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to it. How I began to raise up my&lt;br /&gt;hands, crying for more, deeper worship state,&lt;br /&gt;unexplanable. Then I went deeper and comes the&lt;br /&gt;tongue sessions... It was wonderful. Very2 fruitful&lt;br /&gt;feel lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another thing that I wish to "unload" here.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I realise my uncomfortable feel with&lt;br /&gt;fellow christians who loves to create this divine line&lt;br /&gt;of "non-christians". People may not appreciate that&lt;br /&gt;"names" on them. Well its true they're unbeliever but&lt;br /&gt;somehow I still think that we should not divide&lt;br /&gt;ourselves in that way. Sometimes I shrug when I&lt;br /&gt;see them describing "non-christians would never&lt;br /&gt;understand this feeling". I mean, come on lah.&lt;br /&gt;It sounded like we Christians are so up above, the&lt;br /&gt;Brahma caste. Lol. Its not like that.&lt;br /&gt;We are all the same. Human. Paid (on the cross).&lt;br /&gt;Alive, Breathing. Nothing that we owns, they dont&lt;br /&gt;own, vice versa. Maybe the faith and salvation. but&lt;br /&gt;Im pretty sure they will understand things that&lt;br /&gt;we feel once they feel it too. There's no hurry in&lt;br /&gt;being defensive and circling ourselves with this&lt;br /&gt;clear thin lines of "we are holy, we dont do such things"&lt;br /&gt;Where's the love that He has in us that was supposed&lt;br /&gt;to be portrayed through us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; remember someone was saying something&lt;br /&gt;abt being able to accept things outside Christianity;&lt;br /&gt;accepting their existence, but not actually adopting them.&lt;br /&gt;I remember this pastor from New York City, I think&lt;br /&gt;he's Bill Wilson, pretty hated by some of the people&lt;br /&gt;in my Vanc church actually. He spoke to us like we're&lt;br /&gt;stupid and condemned. I was okay with him, since to me,&lt;br /&gt;I know he came from crazily hard neighbourhood...&lt;br /&gt;But maybe not everyone loved to be scolded and&lt;br /&gt;pushed around like we're some lucky bastard whahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... he was telling us stories abt some of the kids&lt;br /&gt;he had in his sunday schools, how he had to "smuggle"&lt;br /&gt;one of them from Africa.... This small boy who had&lt;br /&gt;tumour in his mouth, abandoned by his parents at the&lt;br /&gt;roadside, found by one of Wilson's associate and later,&lt;br /&gt;being told that he has no hopes to live. But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Bill brought him to NY, gt him operated and that boy&lt;br /&gt;still lives til today. I guess accepting that not everything&lt;br /&gt;we want will come smoothly in our lives and not surrendering&lt;br /&gt;to "fate".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is never the truth&lt;br /&gt;For it is just a proven truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-5703949446377143022?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5703949446377143022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=5703949446377143022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/5703949446377143022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/5703949446377143022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-day-has-passed-i-actually-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-1072078286682152959</id><published>2008-06-15T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:55:25.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of the greatest day in my life, i think&lt;br /&gt;Its comparable to how I felt during my 18th birthday;&lt;br /&gt;the time i felt when i found Crystal Dragon vol 17 in 1&lt;br /&gt;Kinokuniya shelf etc... whatever rite? whaha. but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so yesterday I met Jenn. We were colleagues during&lt;br /&gt;my intern days; I was the saikang PA in UDC while Jenn is&lt;br /&gt;the freelance soundman. He's a quite crazy, interesting, fun,&lt;br /&gt;mad, organized, spontaneous etc etc etc and 1 quality that&lt;br /&gt;kept me amazed at that time: He's a brother in Christ too lol&lt;br /&gt;Since we share the passion for harder music, I told him once&lt;br /&gt;about my heartache for my missing SonicFlood cassette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 years of not meeting him, we met up and he gave me&lt;br /&gt;his copy of SonicFlood; A Sonicflood CD and a Sonicpraise CD.&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, i felt like "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"&lt;br /&gt;like that lah, but course you dont do that in public lol&lt;br /&gt;These CDs are like... 9 years old! So rare that I couldnt even&lt;br /&gt;find em in amazon.com etc... And I've been searching for&lt;br /&gt;them high and low, the same way I did for my Crystal Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from that, Jenn taught me pretty much a few&lt;br /&gt;lessons as well. He shared with me a book that has a crazy&lt;br /&gt;title.. I was so shocked that he just walked away and bought&lt;br /&gt;me a copy of that book (cos he was still reading his)&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting stuffs, im still reading it too..&lt;br /&gt;He reminded me on things that I used to feeel before everything&lt;br /&gt;else seeps in: to be who I am, to be proud of my differences,&lt;br /&gt;to always interact with God, to be considerate but at the same time&lt;br /&gt;not drowned in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you are a Christian, people will always expect a certain standard&lt;br /&gt;from you, so there is always a standard that you have to keep." I guess&lt;br /&gt;we should not be a stumbling stone for others lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-1072078286682152959?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/1072078286682152959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=1072078286682152959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/1072078286682152959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/1072078286682152959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-was-one-of-greatest-day-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-8603095199863392582</id><published>2008-06-07T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:10:34.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoiding Self-Based Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TGIF Today God Is First, by Os Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;We live by faith, not by sight. - 2 Corinthians 5:7&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have run into many businessmen who make the statement,&lt;br /&gt;"Whenever I get things in order in my business, I want to get more involved in ministry."&lt;br /&gt;What are these men really saying? They are saying that as soon as they can get the&lt;br /&gt;amount of money that creates security, they will trust God. They are saying that what&lt;br /&gt;they have been doing to date has not been ministry. This separation of "work and faith"&lt;br /&gt;is common among our culture. We fail to understand that life is sacred to God and&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing "holy" and nothing "sacred" in itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to hear one workplace believer say, "I have spent my life in this business.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has blessed me with great resources. However, now I want to see His&lt;br /&gt;faithfulness in this stage of my life. That is why I am giving away my wealth and trusting&lt;br /&gt;Him to provide for me through new ways." Wouldn't that be a novel concept?&lt;br /&gt;That is exactly what C.T. Studd, the great cricket player in the 1800s, did.&lt;br /&gt;He was reared in a wealthy home, but his deep conversion experience led him to take&lt;br /&gt;actions that forced him to trust God in ways he never had to before. He became one&lt;br /&gt;of the great missionaries of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we seek to plan ways of ministry that depend on our ability to manipulate&lt;br /&gt;and plan outcome, this is not faith. The ministry that comes from this will be minuscule.&lt;br /&gt;Faith that bears fruit is faith that is born from experience with a living God. It is faith that&lt;br /&gt;says, "I don't know where the next check is coming from. All I know is that God told me&lt;br /&gt;to do this and trust Him for the next step." That is faith that moves mountains and moves&lt;br /&gt;God's heart. God rarely allows His servant to see beyond the next faith step. However,&lt;br /&gt;those who are willing to take the first step and leave the outcome to Him see His works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others went out on the sea in ships; they were merchants on the mighty waters.&lt;br /&gt;They saw the works of the Lord... (Psalm 107:23-24).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-8603095199863392582?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/8603095199863392582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=8603095199863392582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/8603095199863392582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/8603095199863392582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/06/avoiding-self-based-faith-tgif-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-4744071320489493579</id><published>2008-06-07T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:05:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest ppl who has nothing to do hence you chanced upon my stupid blog&lt;br /&gt;thank you for randomly reading my nonsense all these years whuahuahua&lt;br /&gt;k this is not some sort of alarming msg abt some blog closure okay&lt;br /&gt;just being random as always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now im in Hongkong, in this beautiful paradise..&lt;br /&gt;i love Hongkong! though it' has been a while since i've been here for the last time&lt;br /&gt;changed soo much, duh. lol.. and yes.. everything is practically cheap&lt;br /&gt;and i dont have to bargain so much&lt;br /&gt;i hate bargaining&lt;br /&gt;dont have to heart to do so whahahaa&lt;br /&gt;things look beautiful here&lt;br /&gt;everyone tries to look good here&lt;br /&gt;gives me the excuse to look more "nice"&lt;br /&gt;lolololol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-4744071320489493579?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/4744071320489493579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=4744071320489493579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/4744071320489493579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/4744071320489493579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/06/dearest-ppl-who-has-nothing-to-do-hence.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-9134675430586422103</id><published>2008-06-07T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:52:19.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Training Ground of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TGIF Today God Is First, by Os Hillman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;Praise be to the Lord my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.&lt;br /&gt;- Psalm 144:1&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David was a man skilled in war. From his days as a shepherd boy to the days&lt;br /&gt;in Saul's army to leading his own army, David learned to be a skillful warrior.&lt;br /&gt;How does one become a skillful warrior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way one can become a skillful warrior is to be trained and placed in the&lt;br /&gt;middle of the battle. It is only when we are placed in the furnace of battle that we&lt;br /&gt;truly learn to fight the real battles. Practice doesn't make you battle ready.&lt;br /&gt;War games won't prepare you for facing your real enemy in the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;The stark reality of being in the midst of the battle makes us effective warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply reading your Bible will not make you a warrior for the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge without experience is mere folly. Only when you are placed in situations&lt;br /&gt;where there is nothing or no one who can save you but God will you learn the lessons&lt;br /&gt;of warrior faith. This is the training ground of God, which will make you into a soldier&lt;br /&gt;for Christ in the workplace. Consider it to be suicidal faith - faith that says I want to be&lt;br /&gt;dead to anything that keeps me from fulfilling God's purposes for my life. It is when&lt;br /&gt;your efforts can do nothing to change your circumstance and you are at the mercy&lt;br /&gt;of God. These are the real training grounds of God. Do not shrink back from the battle&lt;br /&gt;that God may be leading you to today. It may be a training ground that is necessary&lt;br /&gt;for the calling He has on your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust Him in these times, you'll know that you have gained a faith that will&lt;br /&gt;move mountains and will sustain you in the most difficult of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;"Praise be to the Lord my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-9134675430586422103?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/9134675430586422103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=9134675430586422103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/9134675430586422103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/9134675430586422103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/06/training-ground-of-god-tgif-today-god_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-153978738985310107</id><published>2008-06-01T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:26:35.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Narnia with cousins and my youngest uncle+wife&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty much an inspiring movie. really, i dont quite&lt;br /&gt;understand why some ppl thought it was etc wtf wth blah blah&lt;br /&gt;Some scenes really evoke my senses, my faith etc etc&lt;br /&gt;Very2 entertaining but at the same time, the movie reminded&lt;br /&gt;me of God's greatness and perseverance to hang on hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-153978738985310107?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/153978738985310107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=153978738985310107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/153978738985310107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/153978738985310107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/06/watched-narnia-with-cousins-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-169712583454742672</id><published>2008-05-26T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:53:41.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Be still and know that I am God"&lt;/i&gt; (Psalm 46:10) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you find yourself in a place of nothingness? There is a time and place in our walk with God in which He sets us in a place of isolation and waiting. It is a place in which all past experiences are of no value. It is a time of such stillness that it can disturb the most faithful if we do not understand that He is the one who has brought us to this place for only a season. It is as if God has placed a wall around us. No new opportunities - simply inactivity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;During these times, God is calling us aside to fashion something new in us. It is a place of nothingness designed to call us to deeper roots of prayer and faith. It is not a comfortable place, especially for a task-driven workplace believer. Our nature cries out, "You must do something" while God is saying, "Be still and know that I am God." You know the signs that you have been brought into this place when He has removed many things from your life and you can't seem to change anything. Perhaps you are unemployed. Perhaps you are laid up with an illness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Many people live a very planned and orchestrated life where they know almost everything that will happen. But for people in whom God is performing a deeper work, He brings them into a time of quietness that seems almost eerie. They cannot see what God is doing. They just know that He is doing a work that cannot be explained to themselves or to others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Has God brought you to a place of nothingness? Be still and know that He really is God. When this happens, your nothingness will be turned into something you will value for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;taken from today's Daily devotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my grandma wanna talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope all goes well tmr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope things wont go wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hope she will listen and open her mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-169712583454742672?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/169712583454742672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=169712583454742672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/169712583454742672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/169712583454742672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god-psalm.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041527.post-5048330531279484975</id><published>2008-05-19T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:10:07.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so here i am in indo and i hope i can update this blog on my first attempt&lt;br /&gt;bad connection, baaad baaaad&lt;br /&gt;54.3 kpbs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway....&lt;br /&gt;crazy things had happened back here...&lt;br /&gt;family feuds and stupid things always happened.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can move out but it seemed my dad doesnt think so&lt;br /&gt;let him be, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and some people has been asses... let them be too&lt;br /&gt;mindless dumsters who think that money is thicker than blood&lt;br /&gt;lick that money, damn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;beautiful things are happening too&lt;br /&gt;weddings... (though i wont attend both of em cos im gonna do my summer)&lt;br /&gt;1 cousin from each side will have their marriage later this year&lt;br /&gt;1 on 8-8-2008 and the other 14-09-2008&lt;br /&gt;1 of my cousin has given birth early this year so i gt to see her daughter today&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's cousin had a kid too, so i gt to play with the boy just now..&lt;br /&gt;i met my 1st and 3rd aunts today, having great time with the families&lt;br /&gt;and went to my grandma's hse to have lunch and spent some time with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family is important&lt;br /&gt;it is never not&lt;br /&gt;and for you who never treasure their family&lt;br /&gt;think again&lt;br /&gt;rethink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6041527-5048330531279484975?l=kath2401.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/feeds/5048330531279484975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041527&amp;postID=5048330531279484975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/5048330531279484975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041527/posts/default/5048330531279484975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kath2401.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-here-i-am-in-indo-and-i-hope-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Katherine Kirana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16996122163541939151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07795332414323063317'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>