Wednesday

= SigHeD =

The longest day of the week. Doing the project with the group again -- it's just one group member that has something against me ... Pissed, lacked of sleep and not eating [had reallie bad gastric today - qi tao bao OR mei wei kou] Oh well, you can't have eveyone in LOVE with me right.

After class, i hop down to PS to collect a cd from my violin teacher. Decided to get the LIAnG CHao Wei's movie = [ ti xia tei] = ... but it's sold out. Reaalie sad. IF ANyone wAntS to Get AnoThiNg .. Please Find Tt SouNdTrack for me. In the unfortunate case that i get it, i will get some Jap CD, called SNOW ....

I like the title of the song .. whahha. Most likely, I would call my daughter that ... xuE!

Anyway, MouLiN RouguE is back. I remembered singing the songs from that soundtrack ONE YEAR ... Wahahha... one movie to catch =0)

Well, had a good sleep and a wonderful time laughing at during the american idol.... Life is not too bad =0) Now, a little worried about alyssa's dad...

[saw him yesterday at intercession - wonder how is he now? ]



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THE PREACHER AND THE ROSEBUD


A young, new preacher was walking along with an older, more seasoned preacher, in the garden one day.

Feeling a bit insecure about what God had for him to do, he was asking the older preacher for some advice. The older preacher walked up to a rosebush, handed the young preacher a rosebud and told him to open it, without tearing off any petals.

The young preacher looked, in disbelief at the older preacher, and was trying to figure out what a rosebud could possibly have to do with his wanting to know the will of God for his life and ministry.

Because of his great respect for the older preacher, he proceeded to try to unfold the rose, while keeping every petal intact. It wasn't long before he realized how impossible this was to do.

Noticing the younger preacher's inability to unfold the rosebud without tearing it, the older preacher began to recite the following:

It is only a tiny rosebud,
a flower of God's design.
But, I cannot unfold the petals
with these clumsy hands of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers
isn't known to such as I.
GOD opens this flower so sweetly,
while in my hands it would die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
this flower of God's design;
then how can I have the wisdom
to unfold this life of mine?
So, I'll trust, in Him,
for leading me every moment of my day.
I will look to Him for His guidance,
each step along the way.
For the path that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold each moment,
just as He unfolds the rose.

princess maddie.