<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148439740724159091</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:59.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catriena.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5148439740724159091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catriena.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hway^</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148439740724159091.post-6366930953291806391</id><published>2007-03-26T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T09:07:12.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion of March</title><content type='html'>As March draws to a close, I would like to share this article that has taught me a very valuable lesson in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="border-style: none none none solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color rgb(160, 198, 229); border-width: medium medium medium 1.5pt; padding: 0in 0in 0in 4pt; margin-left: 75.75pt; margin-right: 0.5in;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The Lion of March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The familiar saying tells us if March comes in like a lion it leaves like a lamb. If we are predicting weather, then the saying serves us well. But if we are using it to describe people, then which would be better: to live as a lion and leave like a lamb or to live like a lamb and leave like a lion? For one person named Mary, the choice was simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Those who knew Mary would never describe her as a lion. She was a lamb. Mary lived a quiet life of service. She was always helping others and volunteered for several organizations in her community. While she worked as a telephone operator for most her life, her many grandchildren knew her as a teacher, nurse and friend. Everyone loved Mary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Mary lived a life of peaceful, unassuming dignity. When she passed away a few years ago her obituary was on the front page of the newspaper's local section. It seems this humble, gentle person had made a big impact with her passing. She left one million dollars in her will to be divided among a few local charities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;     Those who knew her were surprised only by the amount , not by the sentiment. She never wore fancy clothes, took elaborate vacations or ate at the finest restaurants. That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;, as the newspaper article pointed out, is why she had so much to leave to charity and to her grandchildren. The representatives of the charities were all quoted in the article. They counted the many wonderful things they would be able to do for others with Mary's gifts. In many cases the good works were merely a continuation of what Mary had volunteered to do during her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Mary lived her entire life as a lamb. It was only when she left this life, that she revealed her true nature. She was a lion! Sometimes the quietest and meekest among us make the biggest impact. It is only on the last day, the last chapter, the last act, that true lions reveal themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Mary's life is a perfect example of how we can all be both a lion and a lamb. The importance is not in what we are, but what we choose to become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8.5pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  What are we then? Are we lions wanting to show to the world everything that we had done in service and act? Are we in love with our life's achievement and give ourselves a pat on the back? Do we want to live our lives as lions or as lambs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus came down to earth as a lamb, lowly and meek, He was born in a manger not a hotel room, He came down to serve not to be served, He was a man of sorrow, tears and agony. His whole life was centered on giving Himself to the people in need. He had compassion for them. When He was betrayed by Judas, He did not defend himself but remain quiet throughout the trial process and chose to bear the cross with excruciating pain. People at that time sure thought He was a loser, but they were wrong. He died and rose up again on the 3rd day. His work had finished, He had conquered sin and death. He lived His life as a Lamb but indeed He leave as a Lion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5148439740724159091-6366930953291806391?l=catriena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catriena.blogspot.com/feeds/6366930953291806391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5148439740724159091&amp;postID=6366930953291806391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5148439740724159091/posts/default/6366930953291806391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5148439740724159091/posts/default/6366930953291806391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catriena.blogspot.com/2007/03/lion-of-march.html' title='The Lion of March'/><author><name>Hway^</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148439740724159091.post-7101232476896441870</id><published>2007-03-23T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:33:18.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dedication</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dQZTKhe1Q88/RgTDCZQcpEI/AAAAAAAAADo/6AqEoB71rbo/s1600-h/DSCN1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dQZTKhe1Q88/RgTDCZQcpEI/AAAAAAAAADo/6AqEoB71rbo/s320/DSCN1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045371928468825154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dQZTKhe1Q88/RgTBupQcpCI/AAAAAAAAADY/8afGG_biK3I/s1600-h/DSCN0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dQZTKhe1Q88/RgTBupQcpCI/AAAAAAAAADY/8afGG_biK3I/s320/DSCN0935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045370489654780962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am dedicating this blog to my friends ( Connie, Choon Sheen, and Laura) who had been with me the past 3 and 1/2 years in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Connie&lt;/span&gt; - When I first came back to Penang, you welcome me and took me in. You introduced me to the church members and you provided support when I didnt have friends. I came to know alot of people through you, and we became fast friends after that. I enjoyed the times where we go watch movies in the cinema and my house. Also when we go shopping and doing stuff together. Since you have gone back to KL, I lost one shopping/movie/activity partner.. really miss the good ol' times we had.. .really miss the laughter and joy we shared..you are always jovial and happy and we tend to complement each other on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Choon Sheen &lt;/span&gt;- You have also been one of the people that I can click with in church. Though, you dont have much time because of your research, yet you take out the time to spend it with me. Really appreciate that. Also perhaps because we could speak mandarin, so we sort of like click..and have a lot of fun times talking about rubbish and also bottomline we do share problems together and listening ear. Thank you for your friendship, and will miss you when you are going away soon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Laura &lt;/span&gt;- Though I know you the longest since bible camp, I didnt really get to know you that well until we started have bible study.  You have always been a source of  good counsel and listening ear to all three of us. You are generous with your sharing to us, and really thank you for that.  You are also a good shoulder to cry on and a good support system to us and to me also. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will come and go, but I take this opportunity to thank all three of you and how you have touched my life without knowing it in your own sweet way. I wish you all three the best. Take care my dear friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dQZTKhe1Q88/RgTBFJQcpBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SWNHIZnrXyY/s1600-h/DSCN0792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dQZTKhe1Q88/RgTBFJQcpBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/SWNHIZnrXyY/s320/DSCN0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045369776690209810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5148439740724159091-7101232476896441870?l=catriena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catriena.blogspot.com/feeds/7101232476896441870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5148439740724159091&amp;postID=7101232476896441870&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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