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About Me.


*~Rosaline Tan~*
19+ years old
NP Health Sciences (Nursing)
COS(BT), Youth Impact
Passionates
cutie_pier@hotmail.com

[ .loves. ]
purple,roses,rum n raisin,truffles,
salmon,apple struddel,scuba diving,
japanese food,furry animals,
babies,dancing,painting,rollerblading
stars,auroras,shopping,skating,
chilling out at night,oceans,nature,
taking photos,cycling,squishing my toes in the soft sand, baking:)

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Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Eagles wings 9:38 am

I had been open to the devil's attack, one which i so stupidly allowed. Had i taken it by the tail and flung it away, nothing would have happened. But i entertained the thought, and it grew, overwhelming me. I failed this test in guarding my mind.
But had i chosen to be stubborn and take the choice i had first made, i would regret. Had i refuse to talk and hide in my old shell, i would despair. Had i continue to give in to my past self, i would be in denial. Had i continue to harden my heart, i would be a liar. Had i continue to forget about God in the midst, I would have been disastrous.
I have made many mistakes...but perhaps the biggest one would be to forget God in the midst of problems. The wise counsel of a friend had not gone unheeded.

This song never fails to comfort me, Eagles wings:

Hide me now
Under Your wings
Cover me
With Your mighty hands

When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with You above the storms
Father You are King over the floods
I will be still and Know You are God

Come rest my soul
In Christ Alone
Know His power
In quietness and trust


Monday, March 26, 2007
the warrior is a child 9:38 am

Lately I've been winning battles left and right. But even winners can get wounded in the fight. People say that I'm amazing, strong beyond my years. But they don't see inside of me, I'm hiding all the tears. They don't know that I go running home when I fall down. They don't know who picks me up when no one is around. I drop my sword and cry for just a while. Deep inside this armour... the warrior is a child.


click click click click click click click*
ugh, wish i had a wrist pad.


Sunday, March 25, 2007
2:34 pm

Something made worthy of thinking came creeping into my mind, unleashing a string of memories filled with emotions. My head is in turmoil. My heart longing to close up like a fist... fear of being hurt, of new things n old, of what is yet to come... Which is better? To be on the battle front open to raging arrows...or to be away from the battle in hiding... Doors closed in front and back...or perhaps thats only what i think...and not God's perspective... Still, uncertaintly behind closed doors still looms...what else am i waiting for? Indeed waiting itself is a choice, just waiting for something else to happen because i am afraid of causing it myself...i might just fail this one...geez...since when have i become so pessimistic again?


Thursday, March 22, 2007
laptop craze 8:20 pm

sighs. nowthatiminNgeeAnnNursingandidontneedtobuyalaptop,iwishihadacomputerofmyown.
Iknowitsawasteofmoneycosidontneeditformycourse.Butitwillbenicetohavemyowncomputer,
andidonthavetofightwithmysisteroverherlaptop.Anditdoesnthelpwhentheysentmeallthe
brochuresofallthelaptopsandthesubsidizedprices. I WANT A LAPTOP!!! But thats only my wish. I dont need it. oh wells. So that's that i suppose.
The end.


Tuesday, March 13, 2007
10:04 am

Sometimes when leaders make a wrong assumption, conclusion or judgement, forgive them, they really had no idea. Leaders are busy people too.

"Do everything without complaining or arguing. So that you may become blameless and pure, children of God."...dont get the wrong idea. It doesnt apply to everything single thing.

I love my cellgroup. I love my small group. And I love my small group leader. I dont know how spiritually matured is he, but i know he is loving, caring and genuine. And sometimes, that is what really matters. Love makes the world go round. God is love. Yay.
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i'm kinda stoned.
back to work.
the end.


Sunday, March 11, 2007
love letter 7:59 pm

The Author and perfecter of the universe knows your name, knows the number of hairs on your head, knows your every breath. More than that. He loves you like a groom loves a bride, like a parent loves a child.
His love for you has traveled to the depths of the grave, through the darkest corners of sin for you. This is the greatest mystery and the greatest exercise of His Sovereignty.
Every wreck I’ve caused in my life, every painful turn my life has taken is part of the plan He ordained for me from the beginning of time. While He was creating the earth I walk on and the stars I stand in awe of, He paused to smile upon my clumsy feet.
Its hard to accept grace from the supreme power of the universe, but that’s exactly what He wants. He’s viewing your life like a movie He’s seen before-He wants you to trust that his ending , and the path to it, are sufficient. As our souls moan the trials of life, He leans down to whisper, “Rest in me, little child, and dry all your tears. You can lay down you armor and have no fear. Because I’m always here when you’re tired of running, and I’m all the strength that you need.”