<?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-36900633</id><updated>2012-02-17T13:49:32.867+10:00</updated><title type='text'>therealmok</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-7368069196095226203</id><published>2007-07-05T00:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:42:47.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I Moved!</title><content type='html'>To those who read my blog, who I know not many do :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to www.psalm117.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to combine my blog together with my dear wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do check it out :D and remember to change your links ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-7368069196095226203?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/7368069196095226203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=7368069196095226203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/7368069196095226203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/7368069196095226203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-moved.html' title='I Moved!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-3636243076642864304</id><published>2007-07-02T16:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T16:30:46.871+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophecy</title><content type='html'>Is the gift of Faith something I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe that I have such a gift, but what great difficulty is it to believe. Especially when I don't the courage and experiences seeing it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep a look out, haha...I pray that I will learn to start exercising that gift soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-3636243076642864304?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/3636243076642864304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=3636243076642864304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/3636243076642864304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/3636243076642864304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/07/prophecy.html' title='Prophecy'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-2054656354972691800</id><published>2007-06-27T16:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T16:53:37.332+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching Heaving Touching Deep</title><content type='html'>Prayer reaches the heavens and shakes hades. That's what prayer does. Yesterday when I was leading Praise cause my dear leader had difficulty cause she is Pregnant. As I was leading, I saw that the room was so crowded and so many people just coming together to praise God. I got even more excited! And when the P.A system went down, I got even more excited! At that point in time, I was reminded that I am just but one worshipper; no different from anyone else in the congregation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free to dance, sing and sometimes shout too. That I was thinking, should be the praises that Our CREATOR GOD truly deserves! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP ON PRAISING GOD, DECLARE HIS PRAISES SO THAT ALL WILL HEAR OF HIS GOODNESS THAT ENDURES FOREVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-2054656354972691800?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/2054656354972691800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=2054656354972691800' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/2054656354972691800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/2054656354972691800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/06/touching-heaving-touching-deep.html' title='Touching Heaving Touching Deep'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-8629383750598925871</id><published>2007-06-26T13:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:03:23.653+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend that just passed</title><content type='html'>I had such an exciting weekend! It all started on the Gold Coast where we as the afternoon service had our UL/UC getaway! A time where the leaders could run away to the sea side to find God! It was such an awesome time, with the leaders ministering to one another and through the holy spirit's ministering during worship and and also the bonding time that we had with our fellow leaders. It was such an amazing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that on sunday morning, we had to make our way back to St Lucia for our sunday service. I had the privillage that day to lead worship once again! I was so excited cause I wanted to see how God can use me! And yes, the Holy Spirit did move that day! Prophecies spoken, hearts responding and worshippers worshipping. It was such an awesome time! I want to continue to grow in this area of worship leading so that God can further use the energy that I currently have to teach and impact others out there who are learning to worship and praise God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-8629383750598925871?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8629383750598925871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=8629383750598925871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/8629383750598925871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/8629383750598925871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-that-just-passed.html' title='The weekend that just passed'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-1425617819132866165</id><published>2007-06-22T00:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:20:26.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewells.....</title><content type='html'>When its the time of the year once again where people are packing up their bags, notes and textbooks to return home to where they have come from. Time just flies pass so fast, once you have discovered that you could impact someone's life a bit more and you realised that they are leaving already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats why it is so important for us in the student ministry to take hold of every single opportunity we have to speak into someone's life, impact them and just share with them how much God will use a willing servant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking back, there has been so many farewells that I have been to already. Comparing to others like Wenan, Lillian or even my dear wife; maybe they have been to many more farewells than me. As much as I don't really like that feeling of not being able to see someone as much as you used to. But still I thank God for all the people that He has brought into my life and also has brought them away to their home countries, one as such is my dearest housemate, childhood friend, gaming partner, karaoke partner and bestman. I really miss those times... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to fill my path with many more people whom I can impact and make a difference to. Praise God for everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-1425617819132866165?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/1425617819132866165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=1425617819132866165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/1425617819132866165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/1425617819132866165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/06/farewells.html' title='Farewells.....'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-5757876739308618807</id><published>2007-06-21T12:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:59:57.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>How is Married life?</title><content type='html'>Wow, i think that is the question that most people have asked me for the past whole month. Good thing they didn't ask, "How come you have put on so much weight"? Well that's most probably cause people are really sensitive and understanding as well. &lt;br /&gt;I love my married life! Its just awesome. For such a long time in my life I have been wanting or rather dying to get married. Now!!, Yes now I am finally there. And I tell you its Great!!! far better than what I have imagined. &lt;br /&gt;But with all these great moments, also come certain issues that I have to deal with. Weekly cleaning of the house, washing dishes and so on.. These things are not usually done on a weekly basis in my bachelor days. But now that I am living with my beloved wife, the environment needs to be cleaner. But well, I am enjoying the cleanliness as well! &lt;br /&gt;Another great part about married life is also about the openness one must have with your partner. Day in and day out, you see each other every single day. Surely your partner will have to know you much better, it comes to a point where there is nothing to hide. And that is great! I don't have to wait until shepherding to release all my worries and unhappiness in ministry! I have my wife who has gladly volunteered to support all the way. I would do like wise for her too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is married life for me, it is really nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-5757876739308618807?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5757876739308618807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=5757876739308618807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5757876739308618807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5757876739308618807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-is-married-life.html' title='How is Married life?'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-669332026956638213</id><published>2007-06-20T10:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:00:40.942+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS ALIVE!! ITS ALIVE! :my blog is alive...</title><content type='html'>I think its time to come back once again.&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am still in the mist of looking for a job, really pray for me that God will open the doors for me to work in the field that I want, if its according to His will though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like now has been a really good and refreshing time for me to really adapt to life back in Brisbane. The ministry, the people, the recreation and yeah the weather too. Speaking of Ministry!! I would finally resume my role as a worship leader! I am so excited and scared at the same time. At the back of my mind, i keep thinking i might forget this or that and I am just trying my best to prepare the worship to the best I can. The amount of time I spent in my Q.T was just a good start for me overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good, all that He does is good. All that He is going to do is also good! There is still so much of His goodness that I have yet to discover! This basically is the theme of the worship this sunday. A time to allow His creation to marvel at His amazing wonders, none can compare or even come close. "HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD"! Its going to be exciting, do I still have the energy like before? I really don't know or can't remember. But I do pray that my praise and worship unto Him will just flow out and be an encouragement to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-669332026956638213?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/669332026956638213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=669332026956638213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/669332026956638213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/669332026956638213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-alive-its-alive-my-blog-is-alive.html' title='ITS ALIVE!! ITS ALIVE! :my blog is alive...'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-7665565614563517440</id><published>2007-05-05T13:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T13:41:19.421+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Band of Brothers 2007!</title><content type='html'>What an honor it was to be given an opportunity to chair last night's Band of Brothers meeting. I didn't really feel very comfortable with the sore throat I was having. By the end of the night, with all the shouting to encourage the guys in being more expressive in their Praise towards God; I totally lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was such a symbolic night. Our pastor got us to write all our sins, failures, struggles and fears and then nail the piece of paper on the wooden cross. I really felt that though it might just seem like a symbolic act of surrending everything to God, I believe that a spiritual transaction happended between God and us. We gave God our shortcomings, and He gave us His empowerment to overcome the sins and struggles of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we can truely enjoy the freedom in serving God without having any sense of guilt! We have been redeemed to live a life free from sin. God is Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-7665565614563517440?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/7665565614563517440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=7665565614563517440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/7665565614563517440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/7665565614563517440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/05/band-of-brothers-2007.html' title='Band of Brothers 2007!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-5942157738292661732</id><published>2007-05-04T11:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T11:24:41.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God for Ps Mike!</title><content type='html'>Thanx Chris for posting your entry on Ps Mike Guglielmucci. After I read it on monday morning, I was thinking and questioning about why and how come God allows such a thing to happen to His people, His people who have been working so hard for Him, people who gave their all in serving Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I realised that no matter how much I try to question God and sometimes even doubt the way He does things. But today I know for such that God knows fully what and why He is doing the things He has been doing! God is always so faithful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God just reminded me that He uses the lives of people to teach us something. In the case of Ps Mike, it could be the lesson of perserverence through hardship and difficulty. It could also be the lesson of having a contenting heart with all that God has blessed us with; good health. I think personally, I got the heart of a warrior of GOD for Ps Mike. A heart that refuses to be defeated by the circumstances around him; like Rocky in all his movies. Being badly beaten, but he still masters enough strength to get up and keep fighting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live my life like that! I reckon I am still in the warrior training phase. But I can say I am a trainee eagerly waiting to go into battle. I pray that God will continue to burn His fire of passion within me, that this eagerness will not fade away with the pressures of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise God for Ps Mike! May God bless him and be his 'Healer' just like the song he wrote!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-5942157738292661732?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5942157738292661732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=5942157738292661732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5942157738292661732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5942157738292661732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/05/thank-god-for-ps-mike.html' title='Thank God for Ps Mike!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-2883950678082265887</id><published>2007-05-03T11:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T11:35:53.458+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Sophie!</title><content type='html'>The past few days not updating my blog was busy entertaining my little niece; Sophie.&lt;br /&gt;She is the cutest! So pretty and charming! And her character is just so happy, it's so easy to make her laugh and giggle. And me being the cheeky uncle, I am trying to teach her to crawl, at least I'll be involved in one stage of her growth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really exciting now that it is only 8 days away. Unsecured by my genetic forgetfulness, I keep feeling like I haven't done something. And Yen would usually remind me that I really did forget something. But as of now, things are more or less settled and ready to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thankful that God is so faithful in every area of my life. He will never let me go no matter what I do not never do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-2883950678082265887?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/2883950678082265887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=2883950678082265887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/2883950678082265887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/2883950678082265887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/05/little-sophie.html' title='Little Sophie!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-5291456213812560769</id><published>2007-04-29T21:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T22:12:48.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Buck's Nite Syndrome</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had my share of my one and only buck's nite a.k.a bachelor's party. It was really good, the amount of food, drinks and not forgetting the fun that everyone was having seeing the poor Kelvin Mok tortured. I heard that my really really kind ex-housemate uploaded the video clip of my 'torture' on Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, after feeding the good food cooked by really well equipped chefs, they tied my up and gave me make up on my face. And got me to dance in front of a crowd of 100 plus people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand how come the girls are so nice to each other where they pamper Chia Yen and the guys have to undergo such tramatic experiences. Oh well, I guess its really not that bad, I am desperate enough to get married to the one I love, I'll do &lt;strong&gt;almost&lt;/strong&gt; anything biblically right. I think its all worth it, Thanx guys for making my buck's nite so memorable, really appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to My BIG day! I am really excited and also filled with lots of things to accomplished before the wedding too. Planning to arrange the flowers for the wedding, I keep telling people that I am trying to save money. But frankly, I really wanted to something special for the wedding to let Yen know that I am willing to contribute something out of the norm to our special day as well. My little way of telling her that I really really love her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-5291456213812560769?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5291456213812560769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=5291456213812560769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5291456213812560769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5291456213812560769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/post-bucks-nite-syndrome.html' title='Post Buck&apos;s Nite Syndrome'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-6729092216531297854</id><published>2007-04-28T09:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T09:39:02.598+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My First E-Week of 2007</title><content type='html'>WOW!!! was my first response when I turned up at our Caregroup location. I wasn't expecting such decorations! I was actually quite tired by the time I left home to go for our E-week, but the atmosphere that I went into just encouraged me so much! Ivan and his team was just excellent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was only the beginning. Later when the programs started, the actors, musicians, magician and the puppets, they were great too! I totally laughed my head off! You guys are naturally gifted to entertain. And not forgetting the wonderful pancakes with ICE CREAM cooked by Sharon and the drinks! I am totally blessed by the efforts you all put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin's RATING for E-Week April 2007 (5 STARS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted we didn't video taped it down, it would have been awesome! I didn't even take any photos, how lousy can I get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really encouraged me was the giving heart of everyone in the unit. I could really see that everyone wanted to be a part of the team to help out in every little ways they can. It was really a 'UNIT' event, cause the entire unit was involved in preparing, planning, acting and so much more! What a privillage it is for me to lead this bunch of serving people. It really dawned upon me that our unit really will be one that is giving and very much serving as well. Great Joy GUYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-6729092216531297854?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/6729092216531297854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=6729092216531297854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/6729092216531297854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/6729092216531297854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-first-e-week-of-2007.html' title='My First E-Week of 2007'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-8451473391320418143</id><published>2007-04-26T11:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T11:15:12.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion for the Great Commission?</title><content type='html'>One question that I took home with me from Leaders' Advance 2007 was "How passionate am I in seeing the Great Commission(GC) come to pass in my life time"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think constantly we should keep asking oursleves that question, so that we can realine our dreams, desires, hopes and plans for our lives. And then ask again, are we more passionate about the GC than last week or yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my passion was only medicore, if it is fulfilled in my life time, it will be great, if not, its cool as well. But I am convinced that I can't continue with this mediocore lifestyle, I need to progress in God, I need to deepen my convictions and passion for Christ. This will also mean that I will not short change my wife-to-be and my people as I lead them to walk more like Chirst. Its going to be an exciting journey ahead of me, and I know challenges are bound to arise. But one thing I know for sure, God will always be by my side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too all who are passionate about making a difference in the world, lets start together to think BIG! but also learn to take small and humble steps to reach the larger Goal GOD is calling us towards. Be faithful in the little things, only then will God entrust us with the greater things He has in store for us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-8451473391320418143?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/8451473391320418143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=8451473391320418143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/8451473391320418143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/8451473391320418143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/passion-for-great-commission.html' title='Passion for the Great Commission?'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-5128803041320317348</id><published>2007-04-23T11:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:14:53.969+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ARISE AND BUILD UNIDUS!</title><content type='html'>As a church we are now embarking on another exciting phase of rising funds to build UNIDUS; our community centre to reach the people for CHRIST. When I first heard about the plans for buying a land and building a community centre, I was so touched by the vision and plans this centre was going to do and bring to the people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking then, would I be around to see the physical building and be a part of the church to reach the people around the region. As time passed, a greater burden started to increase to want to be a part of this exciting church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope to see that soon, there will be sporting facilities available so that we can use those as avenues to reach the youths who seek a sense of belonging and achievements. Studies might not be the only way a youth can prove themselves as someone capable; sports is a good alterntive too! As I really pray that I can see that happen. A soccer school! I am so excited just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who happen to stumble upon my blog, consider the effects UNIDUS can bring to the community and how much better we can advance God's Kingdom! Let us all arise as GODLY individuals to make a difference in this world that really needs it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-5128803041320317348?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5128803041320317348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=5128803041320317348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5128803041320317348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5128803041320317348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/arise-and-build-unidus.html' title='ARISE AND BUILD UNIDUS!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-2218739569721459819</id><published>2007-04-21T21:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T21:57:36.248+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Judah Movers Pty Ltd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It seems like our company of movers have just increased in size today. It was really great to see so many ones coming together on a Saturday early morning to help our senior Pastor move into his new home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I knew that some might find it hard to wake up in the morning, but thank God that everyone still chose to give up their precious sleeping time to sacrifice for their wonderful Pastor. The moving part wasn't too tough, many hands make work light. The excited hearts of everyone got the work done pretty fast as well. Overall, I am really greatful and thankful for the wonderful guys of Judah 1 &amp; 4. THANK YOU Ivan, Bong, Calvin, Thomas, Alex, Edward, Patrick!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When we arrived at pastor's new home, I was thinking to myself, GOD really blessed His servants. The house was huge, beautiful and value for money! But with all these advantages, also comes disadvantages like cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning, buying grass and plants to fill the land, buy more furniture and so on. But hearing from the kids, they really like their new home; so i guess its all worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its 20 more days to my BIG DAY as you can see from the days counter; its really exciting! This evening we also went down together with Fabien and Jocelyn to Runcorn Christian Church to take another look of venue and make necessary plannings for the day itself. Seems like there is still quite a fair bit to be done. May God grant us the grace and strength to carry us through this time of planning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am really trying to update this blog as often as I can, so stay tune! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-2218739569721459819?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/2218739569721459819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=2218739569721459819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/2218739569721459819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/2218739569721459819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/judah-movers-pty-ltd.html' title='Judah Movers Pty Ltd'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-6079527123323124775</id><published>2007-04-20T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T17:28:42.884+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Irregular Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qib33sYyBRI/RihrbUfPHII/AAAAAAAAAAM/3-6yw8JhjRw/s1600-h/Pic+of+self.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I realised that I have not updated my blog for a really really long time. Reason for it? I am hoping to use having a 'busy schedule' as an excuse. But I personally don't think I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having gotten used to the life here in Brisbane, I kinda realised that I am really used to the lifestyle over here. I started with the usual programs of my life. Looking for jobs, planning for the wedding both here in Brisbane and also in Singapore, planning for the travel plans for chia yen &amp; my family and also with Ministry too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seems like my days have been passing by very quickly, I have already been back here for about 4 weeks already. Within this month, I already went for one interview with Fitness-First (a well known gym in Aust), sent out my resume more than 10 times, even wrote one Selection Criteria. After the first interview, I thought my chances was very high, but their response was that since I could not start until June, they can't employ me. Looking at the brighter side of it all, I had fun at the interview. Gaining more experience for interviews, preparing for the kinds of questions they might ask about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another highlight of my month was my Oceania Convention experience with God. When I first arrived in Melbourne, all I was thinking was for God to speak to me, to help me grow Judah 1 and help me lead the people with Godly wisdom and direction. As we all know, God will always be faithful; He spoke encouragement and assurance into my life. Now I am geared up to serve Him better and looking forward to be working hand in hand with someone I treasure and love a lot; my wife-to-be. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-6079527123323124775?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/6079527123323124775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=6079527123323124775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/6079527123323124775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/6079527123323124775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/irregular-updates.html' title='Irregular Updates'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-5530801428329206816</id><published>2007-04-20T09:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T09:50:03.903+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your Dominant Intelligence is Bodily-Kinesthetic Intelligence&lt;br /&gt;You are naturally athletic and coordinated, good at making your mind and body work together.Sports are fun and easy for you, especially those requiring good hand - eye coordination.There's also a good chance you're a great dancer, or good at expressing yourself through body language.You learn best by doing, and you feel like you've always got to be moving (even if it's just your hands).You would make a good athlete, physical education teaches, dancer, actor, firefighter, or artisan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-5530801428329206816?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/5530801428329206816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=5530801428329206816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5530801428329206816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/5530801428329206816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/04/your-dominant-intelligence-is-bodily.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-7183269207354360474</id><published>2007-03-22T13:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:08:18.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The soon to ORDed Kelvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hai&lt;/span&gt;...I typed like a whole long entry, then I don't know what I pressed, everything disappeared. So sad. So this is the shorter version. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the day of leaving the camp, the feeling of sadness was there. Missing the people most of all. I was surprised that I would meet a number of good friends over the short period of 3 months. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt;, the people were great. Now I have to get used to the freedom once again. The first few days I had to overcome the loss of a very strict routine lifestyle. But that wasn't too hard to get used to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I want to share is that God really uses every single moment of our lives to teach us something. Sometimes we get it, sometimes we don't. Thus it is very important to take time every night to just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;evaluate&lt;/span&gt; the day that just pass, recall if there is anything you can learn from it. Precious 4 months thought me the importance of doing so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I am just busy with wedding preparations, cleaning and packing room and catching up with friends. Time just really fly by so quickly, in one week's time I'll be back in Brisbane once more. I'll really miss my parents who have been really supportive over this period of time. I'll miss my cousins and friends as well. Some things that i will miss is the food, street soccer court, ESPN Sports and STAR Sports Channel on cable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-7183269207354360474?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/7183269207354360474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=7183269207354360474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/7183269207354360474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/7183269207354360474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/03/soon-to-orded-kelvin.html' title='The soon to ORDed Kelvin'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-4000412404676804025</id><published>2007-02-25T03:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T03:44:07.909+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections after CNY 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today marks a sharp turn in my life. I really felt today that God is wanting to start something in me that could really change me life for the better. As I was praying with Yen over the phone, a picture of a Bag with many many compartments was being opened and searched through. I could see that, God was doing just that in my life and very much so in Yen's life as well. God has started to challenge my allegiance towards Him, if I was for real or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And today I also realised how much i missed Brisbane with all the shepherding I have been receiving and giving to and from others. I realised that I was losing that desire to serve God and His people. With that realisation, I felt that God is prompting me to wake up and not settle in the comforts of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Previously, I was unknowingly being sucked into my own world of self-pity; "oh what a torturous life I am living". And I happily used that as an excuse to slip into a life without ministry and sadly I was satisfied with that excuse. How scary it was, since there was no one I was accountable to here in Singapore. Thank God for His grace and forgiveness to help me to see the light before darkness totally consumes me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since the end of my stay here in Singapore and my service for the nation is coming to an end, there are 6 days of leave for me to take from work. I have been challenged to use those 6 days to serve Him. Instead of 'saving up' the leave till the end, I'll use the leave so that I can regularly attend CG and even try to learn from the Worship team in Hope S'pore. (ha ha, I am writing this so that people who might read my blog can keep me accountable, who reads a dead blog anyway :P) I pray that God will give me the strength to press on and desire to live out this life boldly for Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-4000412404676804025?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/4000412404676804025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=4000412404676804025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/4000412404676804025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/4000412404676804025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/02/reflections-after-cny-07.html' title='Reflections after CNY 07'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116768199713140454</id><published>2007-01-02T05:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T06:09:40.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Being thankful for all I have been blessed with in 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many times I would think to myself; how come I can't be like someone else and be as good as someone else. I think this just simply displays my insecurities and lack of self-confidence of who I am meant to be in Christ. I think this year, this thought would be something I am trying to deal with and learn to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to appreciate the past that God has brought me through; the good times, fun times, bad times, lonely times and even the I am trying my whole life to forget. It was these 'times' that has made me who I am and continue to mould me to who I am going to be. Of course I will try to stand firm and walk in the path of righteousness such that the last quarter of a century that I just lived would not be in vain. I see that as I learn to appreciate everything that God has blessed me with, I can really stand and testify that I am very very rich spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year of 2006 has been a ride I would exchange for anything in the world. For starters, this was the year that marked the transition of my phase in life. I proposed to the one girl I want to commit myself to for the rest of my life. And by doing so, many plans that I made and drafted are really based upon my simple faith that God will provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mile stone in 2006 was the day I prayed and accepted before God the responsibility to lead the unit of Judah 4. Stepping into unknown grounds of leadership; a spiritual gift I have none or little of. But even through it all, I did nothing, but God did everything. God opened the doors, I closed my eyes and followed blindly. God poured out so much blessings that now as I look back, my jaw is still dropped in amazement. People grew, well at least some did; community grew too! &lt;strong&gt;TO GOD BE THE GLORY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other life molding experiences were that of learning how to deal with people, teach people, and even learning how to live like Christ. I had this wonderful opportunity to learn how to juggle work, school, ministry and personal life all at one go. I loved every moment of it; now that its over. I have learnt that I am a very one track minded person. With some many things on my plate, and yeah, to top it off, my plate was the size of a saucer. If that week I was focused on ministry, then its only ministry, others things would be put on hold, or would be of lesser priority. So that learning curve was a tough one, I don't know how I actually fared for that, but I know I am better than before, but with still lots of room for improvement. Never will be satisfied until I reach the fullness of Christ; which is a long time to wait ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007......The beginnings and the ending of a soldier turning into a civilian. What will happen in this remaining 3 months? I can't wait to see what changes will take place in me. But I am already changing a bit more everyday. The thought of me being a husband too can be exciting yet.....scary. Nothing to do with the fact of who my wife is going to be, but rather what kind of a husband will I be; that really scares me. Can I live out the best in me? We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An exciting year ahead! May God guide my paths as I seek His voice and directions more each day. And the rising heat of desire for more of God every single second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116768199713140454?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116768199713140454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116768199713140454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116768199713140454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116768199713140454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2007/01/being-thankful-for-all-i-have-been.html' title='Being thankful for all I have been blessed with in 2006'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116627110356624453</id><published>2006-12-16T21:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:25:52.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates of 3SG Mok</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One very important lesson i have learnt over the last two weeks of army is that, God is interested to train the spirit man, the emotional man and even the physical man. This lesson is gem in my eyes. I really appreciate this time of testing and moulding of all three areas of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last monday morning, i attended my first commanders training. Man....that was tough. I did my jogs in Australia, but boy is that standard far from that of the army. Haha. And i thought i was in for an easy time for the remainder of my service term for the nation. With regards to the training, i was having mixed feelings about it, on one hand, i was excited about the training i was receiving and how i could take this opportunity to train my fitness and look better on my wedding day. But on the other hand......i was literally suffering, the pain in my legs, bones and even my heart. And the worst part is that we are going to have these training TWICE a WEEK!!! At the end of these four months, you will either see a rather fit Me, or a very trashed and worn out me. I am chosing to believe that its the 1st you would see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, thats the physically part that God is training within me to endure the toughness and hardships of life. Now for the emotional part that God is training. That is well...harder to put into words, really. At the beginning when i first resumed my service, i really felt lost, abandoned and lonely. I felt like i was thrown into a prison of robots wearing green, and that if i wanted to blend in, i would also have to be like a robot; be emotionless. I didn't have much friends to talk to, no one to share my worries and pain with. Those times were really the times when God used to strengthen my emotional man.&lt;br /&gt;I had to learn to fully depend on God, since there wasn't anyone else around me to help me. I had consistant Q.T, spent much times of the day praying in tongues and just crying out to Him for help. Soon, i was able to stand more firmly and consider that God's purpose for me in the army shall not go to waste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In my life be lifted high, In my world be lifted high, In my love be lifted high."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the words i want to live out even when am in my lowest pits of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then finally, as God was restoring my emotional man, He at the same time built my spirit man. For this very reason, I thank God for everything that He has placed me through and because of such desperate times, God drew me closer and closer to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thus, treasure every single moment of your life. Treat every second as an important opportunity to learn and lift God's name higher and higher. My deepest prayer is that those people in my camp will be touched through my lifestyle. May God bring that to past!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Miss you all! Do continue to strive in your walk with God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116627110356624453?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116627110356624453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116627110356624453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116627110356624453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116627110356624453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates-of-3sg-mok.html' title='Updates of 3SG Mok'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116563441556342266</id><published>2006-12-09T13:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:20:15.573+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reasons for my long absences from blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Over the past few weeks, i have been broken and torn apart by God for a reconstruction of a new product that God wants to form. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened to me the last few weeks was undescribable, and i really pray that not everyone has to go through that sort of struggle to realise that they need God to be in the centre of their lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i came back to Singapore, i thought that things was going to be just fine. After all, i have lived in Singapore for like 22 years before going to study in Brisbane. So adjusting back to nice comfortable Singapore wouldn't be any worry or trouble at all. Thus the first week was alright. But the struggle came when i was once again enlisted into the ARMY. That was when the real breaking down process came. That was when my 'freedom' was taken away from me. I felt so lost, so trapped, so depressed and so helpless. I couldn't do anything about it and i really wanted to just break a leg and ask for another posting to another camp which is much less stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened was that different camps have different schedules. The one that I am in, is currently going through many inspections and is currently operationally ready. So things are currently quite upbeat at the moment, and people around are stressed and it causes me to be stressed as well. My first day back at camp, was such a terrifying experience. I really wanted to just run out of the camp; fear just overwhelmed me. That was when i realised that i couldn't depend on anyone else except God Himself. No matter how much i talked to anyone else, i wouldn't be able to feel better, because i know the situations wouldn't change because i talked to someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The change came, when i had to slowly learn to commit my worries, fears and be fully dependent upon God alone. My Q.T was super regular, sometimes even twice a day and i kept reading the bible for more encouragement and assurance. This past one week was really much much better. I could see that God has really started to mould me into the person He wants me to be. I have already started to begin to work like never before, though the fear of making mistakes still creeps upon me at times, but i am learning to trust God to help me, and even though i may still make mistakes, i am going to trust God that He has a very good reason for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So for those who are reading this entry, may you learn from my experience to start trusting God and leaning your total dependence upon Him before bad times come then you'll find it harder at the beginning. I don't know how to fully describe to you all how i felt, but it was terrible, very very terrible. I have never cried so much, it felt like the Holy Spirit left me and let me feel how its like trying to live life by my own strength. Sometimes when you are ok, and have many friends around you, many things to do, you might not realised that you have 'shelfed' God aside and walking on your own strength. Becareful, be alert and on guard, don't let that happen to you, renew your experience of your first love with God everyday; let your experience of God be a refreshing one with every new day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;May God bless you all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116563441556342266?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116563441556342266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116563441556342266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116563441556342266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116563441556342266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/12/reasons-for-my-long-absences-from.html' title='The Reasons for my long absences from blogging'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116553383516993174</id><published>2006-12-08T09:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:26:26.343+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos Taken by Julie - Thanks Julie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe name="free photo and video sharing by myphotoalbum.com" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" src="http://kelandyen.myphotoalbum.com/albumscroll.php?set_albumName=album02" frameborder="0" width="455" scrolling="no" height="155"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myphotoalbum.com"&gt;MyPhotoAlbum free photo and video sharing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it doesn't stick out at the sides anymore :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116553383516993174?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116553383516993174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116553383516993174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116553383516993174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116553383516993174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/12/photos-taken-by-julie-thanks-julie.html' title='Photos Taken by Julie - Thanks Julie!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116373734203445144</id><published>2006-11-17T14:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:22:22.040+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Restrictions in South East Queensland.</title><content type='html'>Well, for those who know, now in Brisbane, we are in our LEVEL 4 water restriction plan. So that means no using of buckets of water outside the time of 4am to 8am AND 4pm to 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, so the watering of my plants have to kept within that span of time, the washing of car too. Not that i understand why they capped it at that time slot; but i guess they are the professionals, i'll just be the obedient resident and stick to the rules, if not there will be a $150 fine!.&lt;br /&gt;Whats with me saying all that for? Its for us to all pray that rain will start falling at the dams to collect more water! thats why :D&lt;br /&gt;And also cause i need to wash the car, so have to wait till 4pm, then can wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlights of my day is now to finish packing both the things i want to bring home and also the things i am keeping here. After staying here for like 5 years.....i do have a lot of things to pack. And yes...i don't like packing! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While packing, i'll feel happy that i am going back, though only for awhile, but there are also mixed feelings where i'll be missing someone when i am gone and the army days ahead of me. But i figured, i have to move on anyway. Just another phase of life to undergo. :D&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying this stress free life now. Don't think it'll be the same back in Singapore. God you know how much i can bear....give me strength to carry on for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116373734203445144?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116373734203445144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116373734203445144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116373734203445144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116373734203445144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/water-restrictions-in-south-east.html' title='Water Restrictions in South East Queensland.'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116317426828863292</id><published>2006-11-11T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T01:57:48.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my beloved little kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/CIMG1581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/320/CIMG1581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, as you can see on the right; these are the little ones i have been trying to impact the pass 10 months. And i think they are pretty good, they are really growing and maturing in everyway, physically, spiritually and even mentally.&lt;br /&gt;So Proud of you guys!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;These ones have really brought out the little boy in me too...haha, have to learn to identify and bridge the generation gap. Having a little sister does for sure help in that process too! rite Rach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to shine and make Christ known in IES and everywhere else you'll be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116317426828863292?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116317426828863292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116317426828863292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116317426828863292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116317426828863292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-beloved-little-kids.html' title='my beloved little kids'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116303943732842560</id><published>2006-11-09T12:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:30:37.336+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Such touching words</title><content type='html'>Today i heard this:" Don't marry someone you CAN live with, Marry someone you CAN'T live without.&lt;br /&gt;I was so touched. And i know now for sure, that i can't live without her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116303943732842560?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116303943732842560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116303943732842560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116303943732842560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116303943732842560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/such-touching-words.html' title='Such touching words'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116296124009195099</id><published>2006-11-08T14:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T14:48:51.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Television: The Devil's Box?</title><content type='html'>I am currently on my search to the conclusion if media has indeed corrupted our world; our world of sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting I came across this quote on the James LeBron incident when he was still in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The James saga has less to do with LeBron than with everything that now passes as sports and popular culture, starting before James was kicking slates out of his cradle. He was raised in a world that purposely instills hideously warped values - even criminal values. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LeBron's not a victim of the rules, he's a victim of his senses that long ago began to be filled with junk. Kids can't even watch the SUPER BOWL without steady commercial reminders to have plenty of sex with their beer bottle and assault rifles. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And as long as these kids are pushed with persistent information - the number of what sociologist call 'at risk children' will escalate."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this old school? Yeah I thought so too, but then it occurred to me that I too have been numbed to the fact that my values have might have been corrupted too. I fear the days where my nieces, nephews and children have to discern what is right from wrong; not letting the society determine that for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I like the idea of not having a television in the house, but me being me, I need to input of broadcasted sports action. What a dilemma.....tell me what you think too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116296124009195099?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116296124009195099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116296124009195099' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116296124009195099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116296124009195099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/television-devils-box.html' title='The Television: The Devil&apos;s Box?'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116288345577907833</id><published>2006-11-07T16:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:10:55.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'>In the mist of my assignments</title><content type='html'>I m starting to settle for the fact that I am a person who cannot focus on too many things in life at one time. Currently I m still trying to finish up my assignment and still at the back of my mind there is the need to plan many other things out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I want to be able to finish them up quickly, but sometimes one agenda will be hindered or 'interrupted' by another. I really am praying that God will grant me the focus and the attention span like no other... maybe like a special 'God given attention' so that at least I can finish the most basic task at hand; my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats more! I have also learn to acknowledge that my dearest is very different from me. Haha, today at marriage prep course we were asked to identify our characteristics and personalities. Well it isn't hard to guess, Yen and I; very different of course.&lt;br /&gt;But more than acknowledge, I really want to appreciate our differences and use our difference to benefit our lives and more importantly the KINGDOM of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, its time to head back to the books.&lt;br /&gt;MY PRAYER:" God please grant me the ability to finish writing this assignment really soon. And after that I will be able to focus on Your Kingdom as well. In Jesus Name I Pray, AMEN."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116288345577907833?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116288345577907833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116288345577907833' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116288345577907833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116288345577907833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-mist-of-my-assignments.html' title='In the mist of my assignments'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116265287997333097</id><published>2006-11-05T01:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:03:42.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/200/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20010.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/200/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/25Sept06%20015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/320/25Sept06%20015.0.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/STOMPY%20night_7JUNE%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;testing the position&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116265287997333097?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116265287997333097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116265287997333097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116265287997333097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116265287997333097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116265197850914994</id><published>2006-11-05T00:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:55:57.886+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Romans 8:6-8 Mind of a sinful man is DEATH</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ro 8:6&lt;/strong&gt; The mind of sinful man is death, but the mind controlled by the Spirit is life and peace; &lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; the sinful mind is hostile to God. It does not submit to GodÂs law, nor can it do so. &lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; Those controlled by the sinful nature cannot please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoughtIi better record this down before I forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sinful mind is hostile to God. This simply means that when we have chose to sin in our minds, we have already blocked out the choices the Holy Spirit wants for us. The sinful mind cannot submit to God. &lt;br /&gt;Thus, we don't have to physically commit a sinful act to say that we have sinned. We will be tempted and there is nothing wrong with being tempted; Jesus too was tempted. But it is when we have conformed to the temptation in our minds, that we have then blocked out that option to obey the Holy Spirit's voice. &lt;br /&gt;THAT is why it is very important for us to &lt;strong&gt;make our decisions quickly to obey Christ&lt;/strong&gt;, don't dwell in the grey areas of life; draw a more distinct line to deepen your convictions in all areas of your life. &lt;br /&gt;Do so not only to protect yourself, but also to &lt;em&gt;protect those around you&lt;/em&gt;; your close ones, sheep and even members.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116265197850914994?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116265197850914994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116265197850914994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116265197850914994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116265197850914994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/romans-86-8-mind-of-sinful-man-is.html' title='Romans 8:6-8 Mind of a sinful man is DEATH'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116265092974252611</id><published>2006-11-05T00:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:54:51.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So great to have a supportive senior leadership team in Church!</title><content type='html'>God is really good to have placed me in such a wonderful church filled with many wonderful and godly leaders.&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilege to preach before them today, and dispict my unprepared preaching, they were still gentle and kind in their evaluation; really seeking to build one each other. &lt;br /&gt;What happened was last night I just felt the sense that I was up for apprentice preaching today, and when I asked Yen to check for me since she was online. And the horrific news came to me:"Its really you preaching leh!"&lt;br /&gt;It was then I realised that I was in deep deep trouble. But God through His gracious heart, spoke to me on the area to preach, but due to the lack of time, I really couldn't link my points properly. I even forgot to include my 'punchy' and impacting conclusion. Overall, according to the evaluation, they said I had the energy and I was able to convey the heart conviction. GOD BE PRAISED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116265092974252611?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116265092974252611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116265092974252611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116265092974252611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116265092974252611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-great-to-have-supportive-senior.html' title='So great to have a supportive senior leadership team in Church!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116262039662415675</id><published>2006-11-04T16:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T16:06:37.566+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Laughing BABY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/5P6UU6m3cqk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/5P6UU6m3cqk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;Having a bad day? Watch this and you'll feel alright once more!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! you guys should really check this clip out! so much fun having this baby! And plus his laughter is so infectious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116262039662415675?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116262039662415675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116262039662415675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116262039662415675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116262039662415675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/laughing-baby-having-bad-day-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116261217251038321</id><published>2006-11-04T13:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:49:32.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Leslie Cheung - Chase&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/vUsGO5W43K4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/vUsGO5W43K4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is one of my favourite Cantonese songs. Really like, and also i think i understand it the most, considering the fact that i can't speak that language. &lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116261217251038321?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116261217251038321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116261217251038321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116261217251038321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116261217251038321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/leslie-cheung-chase-this-is-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116247841757553799</id><published>2006-11-03T00:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:58:39.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tribute to SOPHIE LIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/275929980_8e91f60faf_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/275929980_8e91f60faf_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/285606989_df6fae8113_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/285606989_df6fae8113_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/286338074_75603fa928_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/286338074_75603fa928_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/263400024_caee18bfe4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/263400024_caee18bfe4_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/269153867_17c3a44183_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/269153867_17c3a44183_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/263399996_f9f395abff_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/263399996_f9f395abff_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My wonderful NIECE!!! :D &lt;em&gt;SPOHIE GRACE LIM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a shame, that i m not there with her now. Looking forward to carry her when i get back to SINGAPORE. &lt;br /&gt;But yeah, according to my sister, Sophie has one of the Mok's trademarks; sleeping with the eyes slightly open! How cool is that! The times when I fell asleep but my teacher did not catch me, cause my eyes were still open. HAHA...how funny. I have had friends continue talking to me while i was sleeping thinking that i am still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SO PROUD OF YOU SOPHIE, for being YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116247841757553799?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116247841757553799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116247841757553799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116247841757553799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116247841757553799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-tribute-to-sophie-lim.html' title='My Tribute to SOPHIE LIM'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116243479970897148</id><published>2006-11-02T12:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:15:35.226+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarking on the journey of my final Assignment!</title><content type='html'>Such nice weather, I should be out there enjoying the sun, wind and fresh air. But I am now sitting at my desk, thinking how I should structure my FINAL university assignment. &lt;strong&gt;"SPORTS GLOBALISATION AND MEDIA"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it, I thought that it was the media that brought about the strongest push for globalisation. The radio, tele, and how the fastest of all; the internet.&lt;br /&gt;After chatting with my older sister (who is a mother of a really really pretty one month old daughter), the internet is really a blessing since I am usually so far away from people in Singapore. But its all still good, I love the internet; its allowing me to share my thoughts with everyone :D how cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this assignment, it'll be planning for the Wedding, Unit, and future plans ie: look at a house and even keep a look out for cheap furniture or white goods. :D&lt;br /&gt;I am actually looking forward to that! Had so much fun last Thursday going to the opening of the NEW and HUGE IKEA, we already chose what furniture we wanted. And trying very hard to keep to the $2000 budget for everything such as Bed, fridge, dining table, washing machine and mattress. So excited! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its always nice to have something to look forward to yah? Something to keep me going to say:"Hey Kelvin, keep going, You want to move on from here already!"&lt;br /&gt;BUT for now, *MUSIC* &lt;em&gt;Back to life, back to reality&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEACE OUT! Find God and know Him for yourself,&lt;/strong&gt; that's the only way to peace out ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMY and Daddy!!! I love you! And I miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/05%20Oct%2006%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/05%20Oct%2006%20005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~the day i proposed~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116243479970897148?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116243479970897148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116243479970897148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116243479970897148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116243479970897148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/embarking-on-journey-of-my-final.html' title='Embarking on the journey of my final Assignment!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116238923612066567</id><published>2006-11-01T23:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:53:56.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, Wednesday 1st Nov 2006</title><content type='html'>Praise God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my 2nd last assignment! THIS MEANS I ONLY HAVE ONE MORE TO GO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But with that also came a price of sleep deficient; only 4hrs last night. Am thinking of going to retire to bed early tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with such an eventful day, had chat with the head of StudentLife(Queensland) to discuss about the future of the caregroup in IES. Sometimes I have skewed thoughts about how us as Christians should function; like another other commercial organisation or are we different from the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brain with limited functions came up with the conclusion that we should operate like commercial organisation in terms of the strategies, ideas, plans and even management style. But the difference is the purpose, goal and motivation behind the operation. Well, that's in summary what I could come up with. But I think in cases like these, God should come in to be the judge of it all. The ONE in charge placed us all in our places for a very good reason. Its for us to figure out how we can effectively reach the lost for Him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Praise GOD for WHO HE is, not what He gives &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(personal quote from Kelvin Mok)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116238923612066567?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116238923612066567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116238923612066567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116238923612066567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116238923612066567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-wednesday-1st-nov-2006.html' title='Today, Wednesday 1st Nov 2006'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116236512924352159</id><published>2006-11-01T17:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:12:09.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/1600/Policy%20Process%20Model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6812/178/400/Policy%20Process%20Model.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116236512924352159?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116236512924352159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116236512924352159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116236512924352159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116236512924352159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116234611861067659</id><published>2006-11-01T11:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:03:28.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Serious about Policy Development</title><content type='html'>This entry is for those who are serious about the matter of policy development; and of course specially dedicated to my dearest fiancee our wonderful church administrator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Policies come alive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Appropriate Classification&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping policies both conceptually and physically in categories is the key to organised governance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Explicitness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policies must exist in written form. Allow questions and feedback for further development and improvement of policies. (point to take note, explicit polices could end up being exposed and easy for public confrontation and questions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policies must be up to date. Rather than developing new polices, modify old ones to update them and make the applicable to current staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Literalness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policies must mean what they say, if not, it'll be forgotten. Governing is a verbal job, if a board's words have little integrity, governance cannot be excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Central Availability&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policies need to be quickly available to all staff for easy reference; kept in a place where is central and available. To make a difference, policies must be in a single repository that has obvious preeminence over other organisational documents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brevity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it simple, short and sweet, easy to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REFERENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carver, J.(2006). &lt;em&gt;Boards that make a difference: A new design for leadership in nonprofit and public organizations&lt;/em&gt;, (3rd ed). San Francisco: Jossey-Bass, A Wiley Imprint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment Fever is taking its toll.....even in my blogging......its getting out of control!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116234611861067659?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116234611861067659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116234611861067659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116234611861067659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116234611861067659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-serious-about-policy.html' title='Getting Serious about Policy Development'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116234101525918356</id><published>2006-11-01T10:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:30:15.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my craze over stationery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.therealmok.blogspot.com/"&gt;therealmok&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I m just crazy over stationery. I can't pin point what is my total attraction to it about as well. Its like one of those occasions where you'll think to yourself, how come I like that thing so much. Strange huh? I think so too!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to OfficeWorks (a HUGE stationery +++ store) and I found myself lusting over everything there. And I think its a family thingy where we find the joy in shopping therapy. (haha) Or if my sisters don't agree, then I think its just me!! Oh NO!! That's a bad sign! But the good thing is that I was able to learn to find comfort and peace in God, so such therapy is no longer necessary, even though I still like to if possible to indulge in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole busy with assignment season seems to be driving me insane. But in the mist of this insanity, I can still find that joy and comfort in God and the people around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just a passing thought during my brain malfunction while writing my assignment on GOVERNANCE IN SPORT)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116234101525918356?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116234101525918356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116234101525918356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116234101525918356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116234101525918356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-craze-over-stationery.html' title='my craze over stationery'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36900633.post-116231302086368507</id><published>2006-11-01T02:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T02:43:40.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE REAL ME!!!</title><content type='html'>How interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first BLOG entry to introduce myself to the cyber world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to find out more about myself, but i believe as time passes by, i'll be granted more chances to discover the side of me which i have never knew as well. But what i know, i'll try to convey it out in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought of myself as someone who is emotional, laid back, fun loving and friendly. Well, most of the above mentioned is true, but then according to different settings and occasions, a different side of me will arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love to have fun and enjoy the company of close friends. But i think i'll have to admit that i am not really a keeper of friends; those around would quickly testify to that too. I don't have the habit of calling, emailing, chatting with people. I seem to keep friends who are convinent, people who are nearby, people who are around. But i think this has to change, i am letting the laid back side of me take over when it comes to keeping in contact with those close to me. I really miss my friends back in Singapore, the times when we use to hang out and just enjoying each others' company. I love those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i thought, this site might just somehow increase my connection with my friends back home or anywhere around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you are interested in finding the real me, the kelvin mok without the exterior cover, i think this might just be the place to do that :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36900633-116231302086368507?l=therealmok.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/feeds/116231302086368507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36900633&amp;postID=116231302086368507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116231302086368507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36900633/posts/default/116231302086368507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealmok.blogspot.com/2006/10/real-me.html' title='THE REAL ME!!!'/><author><name>kelvin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03685292277966409569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i122.photobucket.com/albums/o257/yen_kel/237242995_5ac3a24d17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
