Mosquitoes

My favourite! Don't ask me why my posts have been about pests. It seems that studying has brought out the creatures of the night...

My tormentor eludes me. That six-legged flying pest with a proboscis that finds it's sweet spot on my succulent flesh is really getting on my nerves. Literally. Argh.

I've sprayed all over the place and I don't think it's dead.

Anyway, I'm really inspired to pray real hard again. So I went to grab my EM Bounds. He sure was an inspiration. If you wanna read up on prayer, go grab his book.

The greatest talent God gave man, is to pray. Because, when prayed with an earnest heart, it wroughts God's promises.

Prayer reaches God's ears, and stays there. No pray, prayed by His children go unheard.

Yeah. Let's keep praying!

Is God Real?

Hmm, stumbled upon this website that's really out to prove God wrong, and to challenged religion in totality.

Is God real? they asked. If He's real, then why do so many suffer? And why didn't He stop the massacre at Virginia Tech?

Hmm, so many questions, humanly, not many answers.

I feel the aching heart of God that cries for the very people He died for. It bleeds everytime they curse Him and reject Him.

I wonder what will happen when we all stand before God one day and God points to the athiest, with tears in His eyes, and says:

"You were wrong. I am real."

The nail-scarred hands. The broken body.

Denial doesn't equal non-existence. Neither does the lack of knowledge of God equal God does not exist.

If God doesn't answer prayers, it doesn't mean He didn't hear them.

If you can't feel Him, it doesn't mean He's not near.

If you suffer, it doesn't mean He doesn't care.

God. Help me understand Your ways.

House of flying cockroach

Buzz. I turned and I saw the cockroach. Fear was in the air.

My best defense was the can of insecticide. I reached for it immediately. Spam.

Torrents of chemicals came bursting forth from the nozzle.

And still it ran.

It refused to give in, battling against the poison that choked and consumed it. Struggling to find freedom, it escaped into the shadows underneath my bed.

Argh. Had to find it lest it crawls into my ears and lays eggs. ( A story I heard from my mum who heard from her friend that her son wa hearing rattling noises in his eyes, and they turned out to be cockroach nymphs.)

I shifted my bed aside and found it.

Victory was near. I saw it on its back, faced upwards. The toxic was killing it slowly, but surely.

the ordeal was over. I hate cockroaches. They look so big and scary when they fly. yucks.

The victor parades and flaunts his trophy. His prized 'catch'.

The Beginning of the End!

Exams, exams! Don't feel like exams.

Hmm, no worries, I've been studying, but I'm kinda relaxed about it. =)

So here's some pictures of my day! =)

We went to China Town market. Food there was ok la.

Then the guys came over my place, in the guise of studying. I DID study. While they whipped up food.

Touching God's heart

What cool lyrics! =P