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IQ Test

Mrs Khor suggested us to take the IQ test provided in facebook to learn more about ourselves. So..here's the result



Find out if you are a genius by taking this free classic IQ test.

My score is 126

The Spatial IQ Test assesses your ability to solve visual puzzles and optical illusions. Each question is timed so you have to think really QUICK to survive the test.

My score is 126 too

Take a free intelligence test lasting just 15 minutes and discover your IQ and learn what your IQ actually means.

My score is 119

Isn't this amazing?

Prayerfully Arranged Marriage

"The effective, fervent prayer of a righteous man avails much" (James 5:16).

James Rutz, author of MegaShift, tells a wonderful story of God's supernatural hand in answering prayer.

"I have a good friend named Barclay Tait who sells vacation real estate in Niceville, Florida. Back in 1977, he was a 36-yeard-old Florida basketball coach. That summer, he decided to hitch-hike to a Christian conference in Front Royal, Virginia. Arriving four days early, he went to a nearby forest and pitched his tent by a stream. On the last day, a tall, thin hiker with a notebook under his arm suddenly appeared, startling him as he read his Bible. Barclay explained that he came out there to fast and meditate.

Dave, the hiker, replied, "Well, I'm an intercessor. What would you like me to pray for?"

Feeling somewhat overwhelmed, Barclay said, "Uh, frankly, I'd like prayer for a wife." The man wrote the request in his notebook and walked on.

By 1988, Barclay, now married to Sherry, has been divinely guided to move to Asheville, North Carolina. A chance encounter in the Holiday Inn parking lot led to an invitation to join a gathering of a Christian group outside of town. Arriving just before the 7:00 P.M. meeting, the host walks in from the kitchen and stops dead in his tracks. "I know you!" he exclaims, pointing his finger. "You're Barclay Tait!" Barclay draws a blank.

"Just a minute. I have something I want to show you," the host announces. He scampers upstairs, leaving the puzzled Taits standing in the middle of the suddenly hushed room. In a moment the host reappeared with a well-worn ledger book. "See here? This is where I wrote your prayer request in column one when I met you in Front Royal in 1977: 'Barclay Tait: God's choice for a wife.'" Barclay looked down at the journal entry. It was the most detailed, methodical prayer journal he'd ever seen.

"I prayed for you for seven years," proclaims Dave. "Then in the middle of the night on December 30, 1984, God woke me up out of a sound sleep and said, 'Write in your journal, "Prayer answered." So I did. See? Here in column two, "Prayer answered.'"

Barclay and Sherry look at each other with their mouths open. They sat down, and their eyes fill with tears. Quietly, Barclay tells Dave, "That was the day we were married."

給阿公的話

今天

這个时刻

儮經

漫長的等待

心底的堅持

終於

神打開了

通往

夢舆理想的門

墨 的天空

是否一様

如此蔚蓝

墨的嶺土

有祂美好旨意

一步一个脚印

带领前方路

攀高山过低谷

陪伴你左右

一首熟悉的歌

- wait for the song to load ya -

有聞

墨的地土

十分滋潤

呆久了

都會''很健康''哦


阿公

I promise

我會等你回來


我會


我會等你


的紅包




hahahhahahah...

钢琴

今天
到舅舅的家
看到这一架曾经属我的钢琴
勾起了小时候的回忆

雯，你学过钢琴吗？

不要太惊讶
是的
曾经
我学过

小时候，花了好多年的时间学

为什么我没有继续学呢？

原因
我已经不大记得了

也许
我不勤于练习

也许
温室一夕之间破了洞
我不想创造音符与风雨的交响曲

也许

我没有什么音乐天份


今天
看见别人弹琴
有时候
老实说
会好羡慕

可是

感谢神
虽然我没有能力亲自演奏
但却可以很悠哉地听钢琴手弹琴
满足听觉上的享受

小故事

有位企业家在商场上有着惊人的成就。
当他在事业达到巅峰的时候，有一天陪同他的父亲到一家高雅的餐厅用餐，现场有一位琴艺不凡的小提琴手正在为大家演奏。
这位企业家在聆赏之余，想起当年自己也曾学过琴，而且几乎为之疯狂，便对他父亲说：“如果我从前好好学琴的话，现在也许就会在这儿演奏了。”
“是呀，孩子，”他父亲回答，“不过那样的话，你现在就不会在这儿用餐了。”
我们常为失去的机会或成就而嗟叹，但往往忘了为现在所拥有的一切而感恩。

降春雨的年初二

一直以来，一提起华人新年就会连带地让人想起炎热的天气。
可是，今年的年初二的傍晚竟然下大雨！

红红的灯笼高高挂，营造火火的气氛。
可是在冷冷的夜晚，高挂在上头的灯笼却暖和不了被冷风侵袭的身子。


虽然如此，仍不减大伙儿拜年的兴致。


新年快乐！
恭喜发财！
红包拿来！

Reunion Dinner

期待团圆饭到来的心情，从除夕夜前几天就发起了。

大伯和大伯母从中国大连回来，家里多了新成员，
表姐、表姐夫和小侄儿今年也回来吃团圆饭；
今年的除夕好热闹哦！

饭后，大家围着两个小瓜团团转。

我嘛，忙着捕捉大伙儿的倩影。

- makan makan makan -

- new member in da house ~ Samantha -
- 相隔两年但同月同日出世的大毛虫 & 小毛虫 -

- 突然间一片漆黑。没有电！除夕夜竟然没有电！！-
- 我们这一代 & 下一代 -

- 上一代 -

- yea..fun time.. -

Queensbay night view

HE holds our hands

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.

The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter,

'Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river..'

The little girl said, 'No, Dad. You hold my hand.'

'What's the difference?' Asked the puzzled father.

'There's a big difference,' replied the little girl.

'If I hold your hand and something happens to me,

chances are that I may let your hand go.

But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens,

you will never let my hand go.'

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.

GROWING UP

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.

"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."

"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.

We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.

Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up..

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success.

You have to laugh and find humor every day.

You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty -seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.

Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.

The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose"

She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.

One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.

When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!

These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.

REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.

GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.

We make a Living by what we get,

We make a Life by what we give.

God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.

If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.