Immediate answered prayer

went to Kangar stadium to watch Piala Agung 2010 finals, Perlis vs Johor yesterday night.

Perlis (my place) won 4 - 0.

And i realized the perlis state players were the people i play futsal with everyday =S

Anyway, dinner wasn't provided, so i bought some roadside cucuks.

It was exposed like any roadside stalls.

Bought a few and just before shoving them into my mouth, prayed for the food t0 be cleansed.

The moment i said "amen", i took a bite, and immediately saw a bunch of fly larvae at the tip of the bitten part.

It means that if i were to take a bigger bite, i'm a maggot-eater.

My friend said eating that can cause serious food poisoning.

So, prayer realllllly answered, "Lord cleanse the food".

If i didn't pray for the food, i might be so sick right now if u offer me to be well after drinking urine, i'd even gulp down my own diarrhea like it's protein shake.

Provision

Last friday i experienced ultimate provision.

As u know it's bulan Ramadan. And unfortunately, all the food stores around my hostel, ALL of them, are Malay stores. So it means no lunch for us.
Now, normally there'd be a road-side booth selling malay mixed rice, and again, unfortunately, it's Friday, the mosque day. So stepping out of the bus makes me feel like touring Sahara.

Disappointed, i went into the kedai runcit to get a loaf of bread as a substitute for rice+vege+MEAT! yes, a loaf of bread, a loaf of yeast, a bunch of fermented biological compound with added flavoured and pale taste. Anyway, it's a loaf of bread.

Telling God while going up the stairs, "nevermind man, at least i have something to fill my stomach"
And when i entered my hostel house, there on the table lay a plastic bag with a familiar polystyrene box. It's neat and i know it's RICE! Curious, and wanting to go down and buy it, i started asking where to buy it.
It's actually my house mate's breakfast. Someone bought the breakfast for him and he's supposed to eat it before his puasa starts this morning. Well, he overslept.

So, they gave me the rice, not sold to me, but GAVE! Praise the Lord
While eating, i started contemplating. The Lord, seeing that i went for days only on bread, and in His grace, gave me what i needed. And i now know a little more of how missionaries felt when their dear life hangs in line for God's grace. And only God's grace can provide. I know how the poor feel when the only thing they can hope for is Him sending some food or they die. I know but only a little of what they go through, but only a cent of the wealth of their plight.

Ultimately, we live on the crumbs of His grace

An Autumn in Korea

A picture paints a thousand words, so they say, eh?

As usual, wherever I go, my love remains with me

This is what a typical Korean market looks like

me in the background
(work of Sis)

In the church, before Sunday morning service

Talk about marshmallows

At the Osanli Prayer Mountain

Our typical pose

A sight to behold