<?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-36496724</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:11:45.831-07:00</updated><category term='ASU'/><category term='david cook Archuleta doulos daniel yap djibouti doulos'/><category term='elijah chiang'/><category term='phoenix'/><category term='Ucla'/><category term='solomon tang lesley lai Ray peng Booking peng DOULOS'/><title type='text'>BROTHER, WHERE ART THOU?</title><subtitle type='html'>Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. 
Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, 
for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-9029520495223915661</id><published>2010-02-26T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:46:50.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Year review (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fw8M6y3VI/AAAAAAAAFG0/272MsZk-R_g/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fw8M6y3VI/AAAAAAAAFG0/272MsZk-R_g/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sharing at the cosmos ministry weekly devotion&amp;nbsp; (Feb, 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fzQYjxBDI/AAAAAAAAFHE/JgCHt10_8_M/s1600-h/IMG_2308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fzQYjxBDI/AAAAAAAAFHE/JgCHt10_8_M/s400/IMG_2308.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HsinZhu Bread of Life church (March 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fz-guujTI/AAAAAAAAFHM/F0_ih2_6xH0/s1600-h/IMG_2710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fz-guujTI/AAAAAAAAFHM/F0_ih2_6xH0/s400/IMG_2710.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ming Lun High school (April 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f0y89BEwI/AAAAAAAAFHU/JOKkWZzmMaI/s1600-h/IMG_3094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f0y89BEwI/AAAAAAAAFHU/JOKkWZzmMaI/s400/IMG_3094.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lun An elementary school (May 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f1MoSWqRI/AAAAAAAAFHc/3JCA2hC2VuY/s1600-h/IMG_3679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f1MoSWqRI/AAAAAAAAFHc/3JCA2hC2VuY/s400/IMG_3679.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kuang Fu high school (June 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f1qEf4L_I/AAAAAAAAFHk/XBxHwq_p8-8/s1600-h/IMG_3033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f1qEf4L_I/AAAAAAAAFHk/XBxHwq_p8-8/s400/IMG_3033.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;speaking at Chung Yuan Christian University (May 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f2UkRDZkI/AAAAAAAAFHs/MTb_lcJUhJQ/s1600-h/IMG_5718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f2UkRDZkI/AAAAAAAAFHs/MTb_lcJUhJQ/s400/IMG_5718.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking at ChiaYi Christian Hospital (July 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f28--_aFI/AAAAAAAAFH0/9EBBqVWJLS0/s1600-h/IMG_6870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f28--_aFI/AAAAAAAAFH0/9EBBqVWJLS0/s400/IMG_6870.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sharing my testimony at the Maria fundation Taichung (August 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f3VKzIwWI/AAAAAAAAFH8/n2tp_dFen6Y/s1600-h/IMG_6984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f3VKzIwWI/AAAAAAAAFH8/n2tp_dFen6Y/s400/IMG_6984.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sharing at Yew Chung international high school Hong Kong (September)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f4cV6TmFI/AAAAAAAAFIE/x5LzhUjtQi4/s1600-h/IMG_8232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f4cV6TmFI/AAAAAAAAFIE/x5LzhUjtQi4/s400/IMG_8232.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hwa-hsin high school (october 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f6bUwGI-I/AAAAAAAAFIM/cBdOjOBzVIs/s1600-h/IMG_9953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4f6bUwGI-I/AAAAAAAAFIM/cBdOjOBzVIs/s400/IMG_9953.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking at TzuChi University in Hualien (Dec 2009)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-9029520495223915661?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/9029520495223915661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=9029520495223915661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/9029520495223915661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/9029520495223915661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2010/02/2009-year-review-1.html' title='2009 Year review (1)'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/S4fw8M6y3VI/AAAAAAAAFG0/272MsZk-R_g/s72-c/IMG_1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2134545204857446248</id><published>2009-10-01T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:50:34.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He is the King.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.tangle.com/flash/swf/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=c92aec75174b95261b71" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="tangle" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2134545204857446248?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2134545204857446248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2134545204857446248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2134545204857446248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2134545204857446248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-is-king.html' title='He is the King.'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-9116893223783799970</id><published>2009-06-07T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T03:11:10.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrived Addis Ababa</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;After a whole night flight, I finally landed at Addis Ababa, the capital of Ethiopia. The weather is chill and nice (around 20c, good for me!).&lt;br /&gt;The flight actually took longer than i thought. TPE-HK-Bangkok-Addis. two stopovers. I was half asleep/half awake in Bangkok. The smell of the "Afican flavor" was so familiar... once again.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am safe and sound. Thank you for praying and thinking about me. Will keeping you posted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Today's activities,&lt;br /&gt;Local Church service with one or two of the Worldvision Staff .. (never shown up, i went by myself)&lt;br /&gt;Reviewing materials of the projects in the hotel (did that a few times already) and coming up with some plan of action&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Where i am staying now:&lt;br /&gt;http://panoramaaddis.com/  5 minutes drive from the airport&lt;br /&gt;my room is 502. Looking for Mr. Ray Peng.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-9116893223783799970?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/9116893223783799970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=9116893223783799970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/9116893223783799970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/9116893223783799970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2009/06/arrived-addis-ababa_07.html' title='Arrived Addis Ababa'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-6870705124134743577</id><published>2009-03-11T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:14:00.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates for season one in 2009</title><content type='html'>it had been a while since last time we wrote something to each other. A lot had happened in my life. And I believe it's the same for you too. Here are some outstanding incidents occuring in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knee operation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhuqRp038I/AAAAAAAAAgw/XohrD323Rfo/s1600-h/IMG_1498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhuqRp038I/AAAAAAAAAgw/XohrD323Rfo/s400/IMG_1498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312117433055895490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is worth mentioning that I just had a knee operation last Wednesday. I hurt my knee on a fast break when playing full court basketball on the 30th of Dec 2008. I wasn't sure how bad it was even I was immediately sent to ER that evening. I thought it was the legiment however it turned out my cartilage was broken. The funny thing is, I had booked the flight to visit Booking in Beijing on the 31st and spending  the new year weekend with him. I took a crutch with me and participated the 4 days handicap Olympic (against myself), not willingly. It got better when I came back to work in Taipei. Taking a few weeks though. However, I later took a MRI and consulted the experts. It was made clear to me that a operation is necessary. And of course, losing weight .... if i want to run or swim again.&lt;br /&gt;The operation was more adventurous then I thought. However, I survive. I also took some scary pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work in WVT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Sbhu5tiDlVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WHv1tMizEiY/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Sbhu5tiDlVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WHv1tMizEiY/s400/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312117698237535570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new role in Worldvision Taiwan is also a great challenge. I stepped into an unfamiliar territory with Pros, statistics, SOPs, million dollar budgets, and inhouse politics and more. The workload was heavier than I expected. Thank God I really enjoy everyday in the midst of challenges and discouragements. The ministry is so rewarding that you actually transforming thousands of people's lives. I am currently responsible for the programs in Ethiopia and DR Congo, and also Relief and Humanitarian AID projects all over Africa. There are literally hundreds of pages of documents and reports I need to go through on top of all the logistics taking place in the office or online. Yet, I said it again "Rejoice!". &lt;br /&gt;I may have my first field trip back in Africa in June. Pray my physical condition will be ready then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry/Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhvKtSmswI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oTdYHSYDebU/s1600-h/IMG_1340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhvKtSmswI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oTdYHSYDebU/s400/IMG_1340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312117990230504194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now on the HSR (High speed Railway, the Taiwan version bullet train) to Kaohsiung. This morning I will be speaking to the students of the biggest American (MK) school in the south, the Morrison's. And in the afternoon, 1,500 young ladies will be listening to me in the main hall of Kaohsiung first girl school. I need to finish this email before arrival.&lt;br /&gt;God had blessed me with numerous opportunities to speak in various meetings to thousands since my first book "FEAR NOT!" was released last October. I got TV interviews, media coverages, and many more. I am very much aware of the 15 mins of fame theory and avoiding to be bigheaded (even my head is always...). The greatest challenge is time management. One of the reasons we broke up is that she felt I didn't make quality time available for her (which she deserved dearly). However, if you got a chance to have a glimpse of the nature of my commitments, you will understand fully of the nature of how it takes to be Ray Ray at this stage of life. Please bear in mind that I also have a full time job in WVT as a rookie. &lt;br /&gt;My slots are all booked until July. I will drag my crutches on the flight to Malaysia on Friday. I will share in 7 locations through the weekend. And coming Monday my department will have a mega strategy plan meeting for the next fiscal year.... Apparently I need wisdom from heaven to juggle with all the balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhvzJH0zNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9UPGOwg7CRY/s1600-h/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhvzJH0zNI/AAAAAAAAAhI/9UPGOwg7CRY/s400/IMG_1320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312118684896251090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i mention that DOULOS is coming to Taiwan in April? Yeah, on top of everything I highlighted just now, it is worth noting my previous home for 5 years is now approaching. She will be visiting Kaohsiung, Hualien, then Keelung. I am also involved in national permissions and publicities. From April to the end of May, the ship's finale to Taiwan will most likely the ending chapter for me of that part of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate your support and prayers. if you are keen to read more about my updates, loads articles and pictures are on www.wretch.cc/blog/doulos, in Chinese though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray your friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-6870705124134743577?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/6870705124134743577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=6870705124134743577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6870705124134743577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6870705124134743577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates-for-season-one-in-2009.html' title='Updates for season one in 2009'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SbhuqRp038I/AAAAAAAAAgw/XohrD323Rfo/s72-c/IMG_1498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-5167761171018390407</id><published>2008-09-03T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T09:16:17.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SL64SMmRNiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/poHejEv05ho/s1600-h/peopleworld1d.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SL64SMmRNiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/poHejEv05ho/s400/peopleworld1d.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241829639064729122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoMpR78_xt0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DoMpR78_xt0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I am the new guy in the office of Taiwan Worldvision. new to everything, I am serious. The reading is killing me. 133 pages of document to start with, I had loads of readings on the first day just like that! Saying "hi" and "nice meeting you" to more than a hundred people was another act of nonsense(who remember that many names anyway?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be fired fairly soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/etdtnQ6Z134&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/etdtnQ6Z134&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-5167761171018390407?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/5167761171018390407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=5167761171018390407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5167761171018390407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5167761171018390407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-guy.html' title='The New Guy'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SL64SMmRNiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/poHejEv05ho/s72-c/peopleworld1d.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-5700527572420293254</id><published>2008-08-21T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:28:03.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Taiwanese spirit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SK4wQQ8BiVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ANn1lU_9oY0/s1600-h/su+in+beijing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SK4wQQ8BiVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ANn1lU_9oY0/s400/su+in+beijing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237176472661231954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su got hurt since the first match. But she never gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G8lEfkEWy-A&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G8lEfkEWy-A&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used only "ONE leg" to fight, until the last second. Just like the karate kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SK4yNS1yVsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/NsMEChS2xmc/s1600-h/the_karate_kid_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SK4yNS1yVsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/NsMEChS2xmc/s400/the_karate_kid_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237178620655589058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was moved, and you should, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OLD MAN AND THE SEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Ernest Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did not kill the fish only to keep alive and to sell for food, he thought. You killed him for pride and because you are a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man can be destroyed but not defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final game for Bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZxyhxsaVRs&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZxyhxsaVRs&amp;hl=zh_TW&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-5700527572420293254?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/5700527572420293254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=5700527572420293254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5700527572420293254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5700527572420293254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/08/true-taiwanese-spirit.html' title='True Taiwanese spirit.'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SK4wQQ8BiVI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ANn1lU_9oY0/s72-c/su+in+beijing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-4821698609568776960</id><published>2008-06-13T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:56:52.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week in Auckland new Zealand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SFL5f48vVMI/AAAAAAAAATw/vfbaUiekWgE/s1600-h/Auckland+Arrival_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SFL5f48vVMI/AAAAAAAAATw/vfbaUiekWgE/s400/Auckland+Arrival_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211502045079491778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqU8uwr7maw&amp;hl=zh_TW"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqU8uwr7maw&amp;hl=zh_TW" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes waiting at the quay side next to the Hilton Hotel, I saw my "other home" coming towards the shore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The welcome party was awesome as usual. There was a Maori high school choir doing the "Haka" dance. Captain recieved the greeting gladly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fe8dca1c8e6d5623" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfe8dca1c8e6d5623%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331101130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C0080E58DCCB1C41EE2F189C0049BCEF7F68E0.6FCADBCE215A5DBB79AD5A3FAB46383E7E709B83%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfe8dca1c8e6d5623%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqfgsAc5aRsfBB4OgU8-V5kdOL38&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfe8dca1c8e6d5623%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331101130%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C0080E58DCCB1C41EE2F189C0049BCEF7F68E0.6FCADBCE215A5DBB79AD5A3FAB46383E7E709B83%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfe8dca1c8e6d5623%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqfgsAc5aRsfBB4OgU8-V5kdOL38&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you back?" "How long you will be here?" these are the two most common questions asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just want to take a break and spend some time with old friends, even I don't really have that many on board now. However, it was still great to chill a bit, involved in E days, talking to old friends, properly saying goodbye to some, and getting to know some new faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I am still busy with the arrangements regarding the short term team coming to Taiwan and also the articles i was working on. it's all good, especially after watching the biggest comeback in NBA history (Finals game 4) at a local sports bar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-4821698609568776960?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fe8dca1c8e6d5623&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/4821698609568776960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=4821698609568776960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4821698609568776960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4821698609568776960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/06/week-in-auckland-new-zealand.html' title='A week in Auckland new Zealand'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SFL5f48vVMI/AAAAAAAAATw/vfbaUiekWgE/s72-c/Auckland+Arrival_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-8488499416721288685</id><published>2008-06-08T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:16:50.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arriving New Zealand...</title><content type='html'>Soon after our presentation Tour around Taiwan island, I flew down south to the KIWIland on the 7th of June. This is a break for me after driving myself hard last few months. Meanwhile, I really think this trip can bring a closure for me, with my other home.... DOULOS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship is visiting Auckland New Zealand from the 9th of June to the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the joruney wasn't that easy. Starting with the stormy weather in HongKong, I could see some lightening striking when the plane was landing. Wow... again? why I have to experience all kinds of advantures... I felt safe and sound for a few hours in the HK Interational Airport where I had a bowl of RaMei for dinner. The flight to Auckland was long but smooth. The only tech problem happened was the audio system of my section was not working. Well, i can bear that, epecially it was like 2 or 3 AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landing to Auckland was nice and through the window I could see the beautiful landscape of the city. However, it was the begining of the drama. I got through the immigration within a few minutes. One question asked "what's the purpose of your visit?" &lt;br /&gt;"Visiting some friends" I said. One month entrance visa was granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out, the custom officer looked at me and asked. "Do you pack your own suitcase?" "Yes" I did!&lt;br /&gt;"DO you bring any food items?" "Well, not this time." I was honest. This time i deliberately NOT bringing PineApple cake, dry pork, and other stuff. I know it is New Zealand. &lt;br /&gt;He didn't believe me. "Please go this way and follow the blue line." He marked a big X and wrote a H on my declaration card. Mamamia... Jack Ku was out there waiting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the custom checking hall, there were a few people looked desperately lost. Their luggage were torn apart and stuff scattered on the table. NOOOOOOOO! I am not a drug dealer! I shout in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was the begining of 1 hour investigation into my belongings, and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you come to New Zealand all the way from Taiwan?" she asked with a coldbloodedly face.&lt;br /&gt;"Visiting some friends." I tried to be calm. And I had experienced this before in the "mission possible" orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it wasn't good enough for her, especially after she found a pack of dry mango. "What is this?" I was stunned. There was a bag of goodies and letters for some Taiwanese DOULOIDS on board the ship. last time I checked, there was no such thing. &lt;br /&gt; She was even more anxious after pulling out hundreds of DOULOS booklets from my luggage. "WHat is this?"  I have to explain the whole DOULOS story/history/purpose statement to her when she looked through every item of my belongings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she wasn't happy. "I'd never heard about this before!" &lt;br /&gt; What are the lineup people and OM NZ doing here? I cried out loud in my heart. How come the custom officer had never heard about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How did you get the money to get here? Who supported you since you said you were doing volunteer work for the last 5 years?" She questioned me like I was guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it was a miracle itself! That's what we called God's work." I was honest. She didn't appreciate the humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than an hour checkin my stuff, internet, and examining my passport and records. She and her supervisor had to believe what I told her. I really don't have to lie or to build a crazy story about my life. It was REALLY weird in normal people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let's go out and meet your friend Jack." She still distrusted me even after I put myself (and my scattered luggage) together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed hard that Jack would still be out there waiting after an hour waiting, for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack was there at the gate, looked anxiously. No wonder! She asked him his address and all that. I was relieved - Jack remembered his address and answered fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to pack my stuff again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SExy8V9kQKI/AAAAAAAAATo/rs28ZSL25Go/s1600-h/P1110339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SExy8V9kQKI/AAAAAAAAATo/rs28ZSL25Go/s400/P1110339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209665249973911714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we all had a good laugh about it that evening when I was sitting at the dining table with his family. I couldn't realy enjoy the treatment from the KIWI officials. However, it was definately another great chapter of my adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a welcome party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the awesome seaview from jack's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SExoJZXJGeI/AAAAAAAAATg/uASckC2K0R4/s1600-h/P1110331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SExoJZXJGeI/AAAAAAAAATg/uASckC2K0R4/s400/P1110331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209653379596884450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-8488499416721288685?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/8488499416721288685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=8488499416721288685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/8488499416721288685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/8488499416721288685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/06/arriving-new-zealand.html' title='Arriving New Zealand...'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SExy8V9kQKI/AAAAAAAAATo/rs28ZSL25Go/s72-c/P1110339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-4469898944560597341</id><published>2008-06-08T04:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T06:02:13.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solomon tang lesley lai Ray peng Booking peng DOULOS'/><title type='text'>Around the island tour with Solomon, Lesley, and my brother Booking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvM-1iNSII/AAAAAAAAATA/x5WYz9MEdrY/s1600-h/Poster+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvM-1iNSII/AAAAAAAAATA/x5WYz9MEdrY/s400/Poster+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209482773878622338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we came back from DOULOS, Solomon, Lesley and I had planned this trip. It is more like our "graduation tour" of OMTW. We just wanna share our stories to those who are willing to know more about missions and testimonies around the world. Booking, my brother, just came back from Beijing two days before the tour. I invited him to join us. He was the AV man and a good company on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if we don't have audience?" I asked this based on past experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solomon had a perfect answer."We will still do it, even there are only two people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the Taipei meeting at CEF 2F. It was a great evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvRTW26AsI/AAAAAAAAATI/Xb3k68Rk_CU/s1600-h/P1100997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvRTW26AsI/AAAAAAAAATI/Xb3k68Rk_CU/s400/P1100997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209487524467704514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, unfortunately, he was right about it. After our first two meetings in Keelung and Taipei. We felt like....  it wasn't too bad. We headed down south. &lt;br /&gt;There was only one person coming to the meeting in Taichung! And she was the reporter from Christian Tribune. So, literally, there was nobody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, God is humorous. In Tainan, apparently the Pastor forgot to tell the staff to book the venue for us. So, we basically forced to use the main assembly hall. Well, there were about 20 people in a 600+ seats room. You do the math. But it was great to spend time with Lydia Choo's parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booking and I in front of the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvVOC4LLQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/T1glj7EKHJ0/s1600-h/P1110036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvVOC4LLQI/AAAAAAAAATQ/T1glj7EKHJ0/s400/P1110036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209491831251479810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kaohsiung, we had two meetings in two days. it was great to share my story with the highschoolers. Well, that meeting we got the most audience of all. However, it wasn't our meeting. it was CEF Kaohsiung's high school ministry. I was invited. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the Trip must be the Taitung/Hualien trip. We had met great hosts and amazing sights. When we were all tired and getting irritated, God sent some angels like mentors to encourage us. Dr. Chen's and Pastor Jammie Taylor's family had been there for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour was ok. God knows our hearts. We all had done better ones before. And surely we can do better if we had tried harder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was the last time for Solomon, Lesley, and I had a chance to bound with one another. I surely will miss them.  We had been there, done that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvWhcrcL4I/AAAAAAAAATY/4p5hbOM65M4/s1600-h/P1110286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvWhcrcL4I/AAAAAAAAATY/4p5hbOM65M4/s400/P1110286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209493264106532738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;check the complete report in Chinese : www.wretch.cc/blog/solomontang  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: it is very funny and dramatic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-4469898944560597341?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/4469898944560597341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=4469898944560597341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4469898944560597341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4469898944560597341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/06/around-island-tour-with-solomon-lesley.html' title='Around the island tour with Solomon, Lesley, and my brother Booking'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SEvM-1iNSII/AAAAAAAAATA/x5WYz9MEdrY/s72-c/Poster+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-3304907689378571742</id><published>2008-05-22T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:20:17.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook Archuleta doulos daniel yap djibouti doulos'/><title type='text'>The world I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SDWNrLjDjHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qLfutjsJdw4/s1600-h/07+-+DOUD12692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SDWNrLjDjHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qLfutjsJdw4/s400/07+-+DOUD12692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203220717470190706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was American Idol's finale yesterday. David Cook sang "The world I know" by Collective Soul &lt;br /&gt;as the closing song. It just reminded me the video Daniel Yap took in Djibouti back in 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="none"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BM6_Iyu4xfM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has our conscience shown? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the sweet breeze blown? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has all the kindness gone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope still lingers on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink myself of newfound pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting alone in new york city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we listening to hyms of offering? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we eyes to see that love is gathering? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the words that I've been reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have now started the act of bleeding into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walk up on high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I step to the edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see my world below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I laugh at myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years roll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause its the world I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the world I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://f7.wretch.yimg.com/doulos/26/1857884248.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, David Cook won at the end. Even though I like the sincere teenager David Archuleta from the beginning, well, DC deserved to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="none"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Wzro09dO5A&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't worship idols. There is only one God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, check this humble guy's talk after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="none"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/No26XHX6Cxk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-3304907689378571742?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/3304907689378571742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=3304907689378571742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3304907689378571742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3304907689378571742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/05/world-i-know.html' title='The world I know'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SDWNrLjDjHI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qLfutjsJdw4/s72-c/07+-+DOUD12692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-7630272447138834683</id><published>2008-05-16T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:14:01.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to Nantou</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I drove my mini "Martiz" all the way down south to Nantou, it was an invitation from PSHS 暨大附中(http://www.pshs.ntct.edu.tw). I spoke to all the senior students who are in social studies categories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC43itJaWiI/AAAAAAAAASo/MRs2xCNbvBY/s1600-h/index2_r2_c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC43itJaWiI/AAAAAAAAASo/MRs2xCNbvBY/s400/index2_r2_c1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201155689033652770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nantou county is at the heart of Taiwan. In 19999, this area was severely damaged and many families torn apart in the 921 earthquake. Most of the schools, including this one, were rebuilt after the incident. I was honored to be there and share my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with this Map. A few days ago someone forwarded me this picture. It just represents the mentality of the youngsters nowadays towards the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC42p9JaWgI/AAAAAAAAASY/twQHxm1gbXo/s1600-h/a+world+with+stereotype+of+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC42p9JaWgI/AAAAAAAAASY/twQHxm1gbXo/s400/a+world+with+stereotype+of+view.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201154714076076546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are arrogant in our own world view. No wonder we have this kind of citizens and government. I just want to remind them that how big the world is. We shouldn't frame ourselves in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many teachers were also there for the whole time. I personally think, they got more out of it than their students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC42RtJaWeI/AAAAAAAAASI/vT6jUIj9V3M/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC42RtJaWeI/AAAAAAAAASI/vT6jUIj9V3M/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201154297464248802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my “trophy board” with me. All I can say is that each picture has its own story. I am just a storyteller doing the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC42CtJaWdI/AAAAAAAAASA/xuZsmNSaIQA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC42CtJaWdI/AAAAAAAAASA/xuZsmNSaIQA/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201154039766211026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who you are is more important than where you from." I said. Hoepfully, these univeristy schools gonna-be got the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC413tJaWcI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CVqv3G-JSKM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC413tJaWcI/AAAAAAAAAR4/CVqv3G-JSKM/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201153850787649986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the class dismissed, quite a few of them stayed back for questions. Well, you know high school girls… who can say no to them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC4269JaWhI/AAAAAAAAASg/K95Kk49ZWa4/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC4269JaWhI/AAAAAAAAASg/K95Kk49ZWa4/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201155006133852690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to Taipei, I couldn’t help but thinking… what motivated me to do all this? Some of my actions were absolutely nuts. Driving 8 hours a day and just sharing with 150 high school kids, that was insanity! However, after DOULOS 5 years training, it just felt like another day in the office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I had cruised in the jungle of Tanzania, desert of Sudan, and the mountains in South Africa. And in many occasions, the audiences were not that friendly, or barely understood a sentence from my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful always. I am not doing for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-7630272447138834683?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/7630272447138834683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=7630272447138834683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7630272447138834683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7630272447138834683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-nantou.html' title='A trip to Nantou'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC43itJaWiI/AAAAAAAAASo/MRs2xCNbvBY/s72-c/index2_r2_c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-8179114197123725467</id><published>2008-05-16T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T08:31:29.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A heart of a true leader and a true champion</title><content type='html'>Bill Russell was the cornerstone of the Boston Celtics' dynasty of the 1960s, an uncanny shotblocker who revolutionized NBA defensive concepts.....&lt;br /&gt; His many individual accolades were well deserved, but they were only products of Russell's philosophy of team play. His greatest accomplishment was bringing the storied Celtics 11 championships in his 13 seasons. Until the ascent of Michael Jordan in the 1980s, Russell was acclaimed by many as the greatest player in the history of the NBA. &lt;br /&gt;(quoted from_ http://hoopedia.nba.com/index.php/Bill_Russell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into this on NBA.com just now. I believe it was one of the very best interviews of all time. I am not a Celtic fan and perhaps never will be. However, I do respect true warriors who deserve a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whether you play the way you play. And you dedicate yourself to doing this.... they (the championship rings) will come."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv6iOi6vSZY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv6iOi6vSZY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You may have to put your arms around a couple of guys and take 'em with you. But you can't just drag 'em. You gotta put your arm around them and take 'em with you, ok?" &lt;br /&gt;What can i say? That IS a leader talk right there. A "follow-me" type of leader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the joke at the end .... if you don't get it, check their numbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC2XH9JaWZI/AAAAAAAAARg/oyDWrmM57Zw/s1600-h/BillRussell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC2XH9JaWZI/AAAAAAAAARg/oyDWrmM57Zw/s400/BillRussell1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200979307611707794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC2er9JaWbI/AAAAAAAAARw/F7fHm3v_0CM/s1600-h/green_kg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC2er9JaWbI/AAAAAAAAARw/F7fHm3v_0CM/s400/green_kg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987622668392882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? 5 is almost as good as 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another interview with KG 2 years ago when he was in Minnsota. He wasn't a happy man at all. He wanted to win so badly. It seemed like he'd nothing at all. However, he did have fame, money (a lot of money), a beaufiful wife, and now -- some future hall-of-fame teammates. But we all know he wants more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ef-f7EeDpYI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ef-f7EeDpYI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This remindes me of "Purpose driven life" by Rick Warren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The purpose of your life is far greater than your own personal fulfillment, your peace of mind, or even your happiness. It's far greater than your family, your career, or even your wildest dreams and ambitions. If you want to know why you were placed on this planet, you must begin with God. You were born by his purpose and for his purpose." -- P.17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christians do have a goal, a purpose of life. And that is more than winning it all. Prais God for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-8179114197123725467?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/8179114197123725467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=8179114197123725467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/8179114197123725467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/8179114197123725467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/05/heart-of-true-leader-and-true-champion.html' title='A heart of a true leader and a true champion'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SC2XH9JaWZI/AAAAAAAAARg/oyDWrmM57Zw/s72-c/BillRussell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-4210769890491684872</id><published>2008-05-15T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:53:48.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Step One footprint.</title><content type='html'>My Story for DOULOS in Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="323"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.1.15" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=6237149&amp;vid=1891196&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/i/bcst/videosearch/1523/57166496.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.1.15" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="323" allowFullScreen="true" flashVars="id=6237149&amp;vid=1891196&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/i/bcst/videosearch/1523/57166496.jpeg" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By, TVBS. Taiwan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-4210769890491684872?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/4210769890491684872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=4210769890491684872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4210769890491684872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4210769890491684872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-step-one-footprint.html' title='One Step One footprint.'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2752295329620068725</id><published>2008-05-10T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T09:14:10.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DO something, or you are doing NOTHING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RE-rY3xKs3s&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RE-rY3xKs3s&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pau Sian Mung was my big brother since day one on DOULOS. He is a nice guy with few words. There was always a smile on his face. He went back to Myanmar in 2004 when he finished the committment with DOULOS. He didn't finish his time serving the people God loves. He worked with our organisation for another couple of years. In the beginning of 2008, he started a ministry helping the orphans of his country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of Pau and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SCXJPbSELLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/71XJ3HMsSGc/s1600-h/IMG_2225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SCXJPbSELLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/71XJ3HMsSGc/s400/IMG_2225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198782611727854770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, when the Cyclone stoke Myanmar, his house was also under attack. I thought of him after watching the news on TV and Internet. Quickly I sent him an email (as following), and two days later, he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Taiwan, we had been stuffed with the diplomatic scandal with Papua New Guinea in the last two weeks. The plot was so dramatic that totally went out of control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we heard very little regarding the need in Myanmar. What a shame! The government should spend money in the business of saving lives instead of bribes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wed, May 7, 2008 at 10:20 AM, Peng su RAY, Go wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brother Pau:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness. I saw the news from TV and internet. I feel the pain and praying for you guys. Please do let me know if you are ok... is there anything i can do for you....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours,&lt;br /&gt;Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;親愛的PAU弟兄&lt;br /&gt;我的老天，我從電視和網路上看到你們的新聞。我同感痛苦也為你們代禱。請告訴我你是否安好。我能為你做些什麼呢？&lt;br /&gt;睿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Brother Ray,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the letter. Praise the lord that I am ok. During the twelve hours of the cyclone,&lt;br /&gt;I pray countiously and asking the lord to forgive all the sins of our country and turn to the lord. &lt;br /&gt;God is protecting me and my house during the cyclone wonderfully. My roof was full with broken glasses. But it doesn't blow away. Praise The Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother Ray, the rainy season is coming next month. So please do pray for me that I needs to fix the roof of my house before the rain come. It might cost about US$ 300. &lt;br /&gt;Now I am taking care of 30 orphans. Half of the orphan house was totally damaged and the roof was blown away. &lt;br /&gt;This is the urgent needs for the ministry. Thank God that all the children were safe. &lt;br /&gt;Because of the water problem we needs medical care. We really needs your prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, and God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Pau,&lt;br /&gt;Myanmar&lt;br /&gt;親愛的睿弟兄：&lt;br /&gt;謝謝你的來信。感謝主我還活著。在颱風肆虐的十二個小時，我不停的禱告，求主赦免我的國家所犯的罪惡，並回轉向神。&lt;br /&gt;在颱風當中，神保護了我以及我的房舍完好。我的屋頂雖然滿是碎玻璃，但並沒有被吹走。感謝主。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睿弟兄，雨季下個月馬上就要到了，因此，請為我迫切禱告，因為我必須要在開始下雨之前修理我的屋頂，這要花上三百美金（對他們來說是一筆天文數字）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在我正在照顧三十個孤兒，這間孤兒院有一半以上算是全毀了，而且屋頂整個被掀走了。這是我們最迫切的的需求。感謝神我們的孩子們都安好。&lt;br /&gt;但因為飲水的問題，我們需要醫療的援助。我們真的需要你的代禱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;謝謝，神祝福&lt;br /&gt;PAU在緬甸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hpNnm75PYc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hpNnm75PYc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SCXJoLSELMI/AAAAAAAAARY/ilbvbezxsTA/s1600-h/childs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SCXJoLSELMI/AAAAAAAAARY/ilbvbezxsTA/s400/childs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198783036929617090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2752295329620068725?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2752295329620068725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2752295329620068725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2752295329620068725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2752295329620068725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-something-or-you-are-doing-nothing.html' title='DO something, or you are doing NOTHING!'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/SCXJPbSELLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/71XJ3HMsSGc/s72-c/IMG_2225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-6056563873480859502</id><published>2008-04-09T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T08:03:00.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One shining moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7jV3ukhEhs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O7jV3ukhEhs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we are not able to participate the NCAA march madness in Taiwan. However, thanks to Youtube, I can enjoy the highlights of the games. The drama of the games takes us to the hills and valleys. "One shining moment" is so sweet that you can only taste it in the dream. Kansas took the trophy at the end. But we have to give Memphis credit. The losers need to be heard. There was never something for the second place. (Among all the losers, you guys are the greatest! Duhh....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look of the final 10 seconds of the 2nd half. That was really high pressure for a 19 year old freshman Derrick Rose. He led the Tigers for an almost-perfect season (only lost one game). Hopefully, this was just the beginning of a brilliant career. And Super Mario... lucky you. We will see how far will you go in NBA. Look at the example of Mateen Cleaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BP4cLcFAoc0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BP4cLcFAoc0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heros in this tourment are the Davidson wildcats. They were an inch close to the final 4. They walked out of the Stadium like winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPZ5HJGihVo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IPZ5HJGihVo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, don't be upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Taiwanese also have a sweet shining moment. When the underdog baseball team went playing the qualifying games, not many people (including me) thought the team could actually made it. Well, you guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5yPsnYRqJc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O5yPsnYRqJc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Corinthians 9:25 &lt;br /&gt;man who strives in the games exercises self-control in all things. Now they do it to receive a corruptible crown, but we an incorruptible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go for it. buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-6056563873480859502?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/6056563873480859502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=6056563873480859502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6056563873480859502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6056563873480859502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-shining-moment.html' title='One shining moment'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2121070507276227563</id><published>2008-03-22T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:38:29.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are ready!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzxjRJ8Wo54&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PzxjRJ8Wo54&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home for this moment. On the way back to Taiwan, it was a touching moment for many of us when the results came out around 6PM. I was never so patriotic in my life, not even when I was on board DOULOS as the only represntative of all the Chinese/Taiwanese in 2003. It just makes sense now, my identity, my flag, my root, and my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 years oversea serving the nations, I felt somehow responsible for my own piece of land, Taiwan. &lt;br /&gt;It was hard for me to observe the decline of Taiwan politics and distrust between neighbors, firneds, and colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "If you don't understand, don't misunderstand." it is one of the catchphrases of DOULOS, our multicultural community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YF_VXGs8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U4DnWKibUZI/s1600-h/1189407388.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YF_VXGs8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U4DnWKibUZI/s320/1189407388.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180835006960284610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taiwan society had been torn apart by the hatry languages, attitude, and verbal/physical violence from politicians in the last couple of years. Many of us, as members of this big family, had to choose sides or just be labled by your ethnic background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic as hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the long wait is over. Last night... the majority people of Taiwan, ROC, had made a choice to spurn what divided us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are ready to be great citizens of a great country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YGYFXGs-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/0d70ZA-YSSA/s1600-h/4269468-1819647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YGYFXGs-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/0d70ZA-YSSA/s320/4269468-1819647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180835432162046946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YGSFXGs9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/a2hEtTfT9mU/s1600-h/4269630-1819591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YGSFXGs9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/a2hEtTfT9mU/s320/4269630-1819591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180835329082831826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will remember this day. I will remember this day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YIw1XGtAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JJADTNrNxp8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YIw1XGtAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JJADTNrNxp8/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180838056387064834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2121070507276227563?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2121070507276227563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2121070507276227563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2121070507276227563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2121070507276227563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-are-ready.html' title='We are ready!!!!'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R-YF_VXGs8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/U4DnWKibUZI/s72-c/1189407388.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-9055404266747216987</id><published>2008-03-12T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:28:35.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>before heading home...</title><content type='html'>The show must go on! the famous Bellagio fountains... (every 15 minutes) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rs1ayiJaopo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rs1ayiJaopo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy! Uncle jeffry took me and drove all the way to Las Vegas on Sunday. It was another unexpected detour of my adventure. We didn't touch any machines or sit at any table. We just walked, all the way for this end to another end of the vegas blvd. it might be the best way spending your weekend. I felt like one of the 11 (or 12, or 13) &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jLpKQXLqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/BFvP_Otwj7w/s1600-h/P1100338.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177111679650442914 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jLpKQXLqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/BFvP_Otwj7w/s400/P1100338.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; It is hard to believe that this is the last day of my "break" in the States. it was like a wonderful and much needed vacation after 5 years on-going ministry with DOULOS. I can honestly say that I am fully charged. I appreciate much of your patience and understanding. The journey had been more than i can ask for. First I flew to LA from mid Dec to Christmas ... after Christmas I went to Chicago for CEF 2nd generation reunion part 2 &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jQS6QXLrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/fQj-JuB2Bl8/s1600-h/IMG_3988a.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177116794956492466 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jQS6QXLrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/fQj-JuB2Bl8/s400/IMG_3988a.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; And then, I spent a wonder month at the East coast (New york, New Jersey, and Boston) &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jRHqQXLuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KeEHbts317s/s1600-h/P1090277.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177117701194591970 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jRHqQXLuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KeEHbts317s/s400/P1090277.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Then I had an adventure in UK &lt;A href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jQc6QXLsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EDcwQKH7SRE/s1600-h/UK+trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177116966755184322 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jQc6QXLsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/EDcwQKH7SRE/s400/UK+trip.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Coming back from UK, i flew to Atlanta and visited South Carolina &lt;A href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jQlKQXLtI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eZYukhAvXds/s1600-h/atlanta.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177117108489105106 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jQlKQXLtI/AAAAAAAAAOw/eZYukhAvXds/s400/atlanta.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; From there i went to Phoenix and stayed with Auntie Fei and the family for another week... &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jXHKQXLvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/171XIoZ_iJU/s1600-h/P1100015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jXHKQXLvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/171XIoZ_iJU/s400/P1100015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177124289674424050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 weeks I had been in LA and had some extra trips around the west coast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jXk6QXLwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UX18HpHVRX0/s1600-h/P1100358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jXk6QXLwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UX18HpHVRX0/s320/P1100358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177124800775532290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the original plan, I got to visit UK/Wales and Mexico. Meanwhile, it had been good to meet up with many old friends and supporters. The reunions had brought my past and present together. During the trip, i could visit these schools which I will love to apply in the future... These visitations were more than beneficial. This is an answer of my prayers.From this point onwards, it will be a very occupied 2008. &lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jKKqQXLoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AQwy7AMl8Ok/s1600-h/P1100388.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177110056152804994 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jKKqQXLoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/AQwy7AMl8Ok/s400/P1100388.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jKRqQXLpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1ArhmOOnMEU/s1600-h/judasjesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177110176411889298 style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jKRqQXLpI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/1ArhmOOnMEU/s400/judasjesus.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; This morning I went to Fuller, one of the the most well-known in cross-cultural studies. The impressions were quite positive. I did have some reservations but; i was blessed when participating the weekly chapel. Senior Professor Ray Anderson spoke on the topic with a very edgy title : The Gospel to Judas. His debate was based on Judas as a prodigal son... and he was forgiven, too... by the blood of Christ. wow, it was a total refreshing thinking regarding grace for me. This trip was totally worth it if it was just for this message. The title of the book he wrote is "Judas and Jesus : Amazing Grace for the wounded soul". Go get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be another 14 hour flight over the pacific... hopefully, it will not be as dramatic as the previous ones. This trip is like a dream for sure. And i am about to wake up. I will see you when i wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-9055404266747216987?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/9055404266747216987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=9055404266747216987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/9055404266747216987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/9055404266747216987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-heading-home.html' title='before heading home...'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9jLpKQXLqI/AAAAAAAAAOY/BFvP_Otwj7w/s72-c/P1100338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-6749087958847621024</id><published>2008-03-07T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T14:17:40.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back in LA for Getty, some more relaxation, and hey... Mexico trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MP56QXLkI/AAAAAAAAANo/njS3TYbkoG8/s1600-h/P1100044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MP56QXLkI/AAAAAAAAANo/njS3TYbkoG8/s400/P1100044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175497884343676482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an amazing week in Phoenix, I came back to LA and stayed with my uncle's, once again. Uncle jeffry is my mom's second yonger brother. He had been my faithful supporter/sponser since day one. I appreciate very much by his love and devotion. He might not be the most ambitious person in terms of carrer or social status. But he was one of the most generous people in my extended family.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I came here to stay in his place on Hacienda heights LA I can really feel free and relaxed, and a spare car to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MKFqQXLhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uvsqHpNxM0g/s1600-h/P1100095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MKFqQXLhI/AAAAAAAAANQ/uvsqHpNxM0g/s400/P1100095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175491489137372690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how I got to visit Getty institude on my own on day. Getty is one of my all time favorite museums in the States. Not because of its collections, but mainly because of the weather, view, and the architectures really sounds. I spent almost the whole afternoon under California sunshine... it was a treat for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Mexico was a bonus surprise. Just like UK trip, it was a miracle for me to see myself to have a detour during the break in the States to another country... make it two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MQaqQXLmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SUNcVzRrQAM/s1600-h/P1100160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MQaqQXLmI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SUNcVzRrQAM/s400/P1100160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175498446984392290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is a package tour organised by the wonderful Chinese tour agency (they are famous for cheap deals and backdoor bargains). I don't even need to have a visa to go visist Mexico! wow...&lt;br /&gt;The tour included a harbor curise trip in San Diego which most of the people had no idea but me! Watching the huge aircraft carriers (MidWay, Regent..)and other curise ships in port was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MQEaQXLlI/AAAAAAAAANw/0RDUSy9tAk0/s1600-h/P1100143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MQEaQXLlI/AAAAAAAAANw/0RDUSy9tAk0/s400/P1100143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175498064732302930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one day journey to Baja California Mexico was actually too short to take it seriously, especially with oldies in the tour group. (thank God there was a Japanese cutie. Too bad my japanese and her English wasn;t good enough to build a bonfire) However, the beautiful scenary of pacific coast was once again worth every penny. Most importantly for me: one more country down, 60 and counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MOq6QXLjI/AAAAAAAAANg/bnxJdal3sWU/s1600-h/P1100249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MOq6QXLjI/AAAAAAAAANg/bnxJdal3sWU/s400/P1100249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175496527134010930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-6749087958847621024?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/6749087958847621024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=6749087958847621024' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6749087958847621024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6749087958847621024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/03/back-in-la-for-getty-some-more.html' title='back in LA for Getty, some more relaxation, and hey... Mexico trip!'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R9MP56QXLkI/AAAAAAAAANo/njS3TYbkoG8/s72-c/P1100044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-6225955995831941482</id><published>2008-02-28T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T10:21:39.145-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ucla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phoenix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elijah chiang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASU'/><title type='text'>chill in Phoenix</title><content type='html'>Spending time in Phoenix was just a gift from heaven. Auntie Fei and her family was here since the 80's. (Yeah, i have American relatives like all our Presidence-wanna-be.) I came here once almost 7 years ago. My cousins are all grown up now. One of them was even a high school All-State Football player (Defensive Back)in 2007. Hey, a Chinese dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hI0l8ebTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/veo3q31tkKw/s1600-h/elijah+football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hI0l8ebTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/veo3q31tkKw/s400/elijah+football.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172464240411176242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hCC18ebSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/maNQfwcgoUI/s1600-h/P1090923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hCC18ebSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/maNQfwcgoUI/s400/P1090923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172456788642917666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What was my day like? I slept until 9, checked some emails and facebooked a bit (addicted). After lunch, I went for a movie (or two) in a nearby second-round theater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie(s), I will walk around the neighborhood. Arizona weather is not like the East coast which gets miserable by hourly bases. There is always bluse sky and gigantic cactuses are at every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evenings, i would watch a Suns game with them or another College hoop rally. This is a great season for basketball fans. 5 years on DOULOS, I literally missed all the great matchups of the game I love. 65 inches flat wide-screen TV was mad-biz for sports. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my finest reward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8e3jF8ebPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/A0_8B48o-iA/s1600-h/P1090956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8e3jF8ebPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/A0_8B48o-iA/s400/P1090956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172304510577437938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i went to ASU stadium for a game against UCLA with Ruth my oldest cousin in the house. She is now studying in med school, graduated from UCLA in 07. This was actually my second UCLA game this trip, lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8e4x18ebQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/r6g5dowCn9c/s1600-h/P1090976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8e4x18ebQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/r6g5dowCn9c/s400/P1090976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172305863492136194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College hoop was absolutely more intense regarding audience participation... Even the Sun devils lost by 10 plus points, the fans were more than supportive for their home team. i got booed by just wearing the UCLA tee(i had nothing to do with em'). lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hLfl8ebUI/AAAAAAAAANA/pTno_kRQiTg/s1600-h/P1090954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hLfl8ebUI/AAAAAAAAANA/pTno_kRQiTg/s400/P1090954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172467178168806722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I was totally slacking. This evening I will be speaking in the youth fellwoship of the biggest CHinese church in Phoenix. Please pray with me for recruiting more young souls into the kingdom business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-6225955995831941482?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/6225955995831941482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=6225955995831941482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6225955995831941482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6225955995831941482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/02/chill-in-phoenix.html' title='chill in Phoenix'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8hI0l8ebTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/veo3q31tkKw/s72-c/elijah+football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2843194617879712218</id><published>2008-02-24T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T07:29:16.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar documentary Anti-war films victory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8JqH8f6aPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fU_3szLoI9U/s1600-h/picasso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8JqH8f6aPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fU_3szLoI9U/s400/picasso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170812006906358002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people know that I am not a fan of american goveronment on many issues. I can surely say that i have many good American friends. However, i cannot agree with many, including their political views. And they knew it. &lt;br /&gt;In the last couple of years, I was living on board DOULOS, a Christian floating comunity with 300 pus people from every continent. I surely know what it takes to start a war in between, let's say, even friends.&lt;br /&gt;There were so many things i couldn't agree with those who raised the flag of justice and freedom... Where is the love? How about jesus died for all our sins? How about love your enemies? Why you always tried to justify a war and its killing within? Why many people defend your president simply because he is a "Christian"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think the rest world have nothing to do with your coming election? Wake up, brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80th Oscar had been out this evening. There were two documentary films directly related to the Iraq war and American troops. And the winner was the one which talked about illegally torturing some innocient victim in Afghan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One by one, the terrorists are leaning American justice." declared George W. Bush. Man, it made me sick as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Taxi to the Dark Side"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WX0MPcN08Zc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WX0MPcN08Zc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also another two films caught my attention:&lt;br /&gt;No end in sight (which i thought it should won)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3MdU09oD-OU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3MdU09oD-OU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "Operation homecoming"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsglD_S1iiY&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lsglD_S1iiY&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my american friends. think before you vote again in November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2843194617879712218?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2843194617879712218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2843194617879712218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2843194617879712218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2843194617879712218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/02/oscar-documentary-anti-war-films.html' title='Oscar documentary Anti-war films victory.'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8JqH8f6aPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fU_3szLoI9U/s72-c/picasso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-7296509371975660886</id><published>2008-02-23T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:50:13.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delta Sucks (my flight from Atlanta to Phoenix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wrote this when I was waiting for the flight. Last time i took Delta was from NY to France. It was a nightmare. unfortunately, here we go again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the sixth time I took a flight in the last two months. &lt;br /&gt;I had some ups and downs on the way however, Delta sucks the most. Don't take Delta, ever.&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the airport, Atlanta traffic was confusing to start with. Two main freeways across each other in downtown which causes jam every given day. and there were two accidents on the way near the airport exit.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived the busiest airport in the world at 12 o'clock. I should have  plenty of time since this is a domestic flight. It worked everytime for me.&lt;br /&gt;Not with Delta. &lt;br /&gt;The self service machines were right there... I was like "yeah, easy!" It showed "You need to use your credit card" to check in. Wait a minute, i booked the tickets by someone else's card. the instruction was relatively confusing and i decided to wait in the full serive cue. Big mistake!&lt;br /&gt;There were like 10 counters but just 3 staff working. it was killing slow and seemed like nobody was enjoying the process, neither the custermer nor the staff.&lt;br /&gt;it was my turn after almost 30 minutes. I was dying anxious. The lady at the counter spent 3 minutes just to figure out what my last name was.Gosh, how hard it can be? Peng or SuRey?&lt;br /&gt;She paused a second and said. "Sorry sir, your luggage cannot go with you."&lt;br /&gt;"What?" I thought that was a joke. &lt;br /&gt;it seemed like I have to check in my luggage 45 minutes before departure. and it was about 40 minutes before taking off. hey, i waited in the line for 30 minutes! &lt;br /&gt;"not my problem." She literally said that. "Next flight available will be 8:25. or you want to fly without your luggage?" I was so pissed. Are you kidding me? She was asking me to wait for 8 hours in the airport?! Even worse, what do you mean i fly alone without my belongings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8BoFcf6aNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Kl7gh9ZSiCs/s1600-h/P1090908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8BoFcf6aNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Kl7gh9ZSiCs/s400/P1090908.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170246814980008146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, make a long story short. I spent 5 hours at the messy food court and watching people come and go.&lt;br /&gt;Then, i got a seat on 8:25. After all these ehrassments through the security check, i arrived the gate around 6. great, i am going to kill another 2 and half hours with what!&lt;br /&gt;Things get more dramatic when the monitor showed "delay, 8:50". few minutes later, it was 9:10. Then, it was 9PM. They made an annuncement : "we are still waiting for the pilot and the officer. please wait for further notice. We appreciate your patience."&lt;br /&gt;What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means i had waited from 12 o'clock this afternoon until 9:30 pm... in the airport. And there is a 4 hours flight awaits for me. my uncle will need to pick me up around midnight! No explaination, no sincerely apology, no whatsoever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delta sucks. &lt;br /&gt;I am still waiting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8L_Vcf6aQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/C-TKhZQA7HM/s1600-h/P1090909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8L_Vcf6aQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/C-TKhZQA7HM/s400/P1090909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170976066067130626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: After another delay waiting for taking off, the plane arrived PHX at 0:20. Thankfully, I saw Auntie Fei and Uncle Jumbo there waiting for me. they were tired for sure. Guess what, the luggage claim took another hour waiting! We came home around 2am. Sorry, Delta really sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-7296509371975660886?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/7296509371975660886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=7296509371975660886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7296509371975660886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7296509371975660886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/02/delta-sucks-my-flight-from-atlanta-to.html' title='Delta Sucks (my flight from Atlanta to Phoenix)'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R8BoFcf6aNI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Kl7gh9ZSiCs/s72-c/P1090908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2600865467211363277</id><published>2008-02-17T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T05:33:40.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Atlanta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R7g3ksf6aMI/AAAAAAAAALw/-8vr-9Ordps/s1600-h/ps1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R7g3ksf6aMI/AAAAAAAAALw/-8vr-9Ordps/s400/ps1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167941675967473858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am here with my good buddy Kevin who was my first room mate since day one joining OM. We haven't seem each other since 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the great hospitality in the last couple of weeks. I really enjoyed being with you as my family. New york had become my most comfortable and most familiar city to visit. I am very honored to have some opportunities to share in your churches and fellowship groups. It was a great closure for me to start another chapter of life.&lt;br /&gt;See you all very soon and keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;in Him sincerely yours,&lt;br /&gt;Ray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2600865467211363277?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2600865467211363277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2600865467211363277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2600865467211363277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2600865467211363277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/02/greetings-from-atlanta.html' title='Greetings from Atlanta.'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R7g3ksf6aMI/AAAAAAAAALw/-8vr-9Ordps/s72-c/ps1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-750318210238206956</id><published>2008-02-02T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T20:34:19.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston trip rocks</title><content type='html'>I came to Boston directly after spending a week in the quiet town in New Jersey. Living with one of my best friends Gid and his wife Julia at Harvard Business school campus site in Boston. The best treats of the trip were not Boston itself but the people I met and events I attended in this week. &lt;br /&gt;FIrst of all, how about pretend to be a HBS student for a day? I took Gid's card and snoke (well, with honesty) in the Baker Library. it was nice and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fdEKaOgtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wgHo3jII0II/s1600-h/P1090357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fdEKaOgtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wgHo3jII0II/s400/P1090357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163338561387135698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Celtics game vs Mavs in the Garden was the main event for this trip. Basically, I planned everything around it. And thank God, it worthed every penny! The game was so intense even Kevin Garnnet sidelined due to injury. Ray Allen took over the first half by scoring 22 points. And the scond half was the shoot out contest between Dirk and Paul Pierce. We were sitting quiet far away from everything but the view was actually great (check the picture). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fed6aOguI/AAAAAAAAALY/PFbj597PRQI/s1600-h/P1090414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fed6aOguI/AAAAAAAAALY/PFbj597PRQI/s400/P1090414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163340103280394978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part is the end with a buzzer beater ( a steal and a layup) by 2nd year rookie Rondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c03X0J9fk0Y&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c03X0J9fk0Y&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend, i did some even more extreme (I did not plan that at all). Ski! Dude, I had never done that before. Even when the ship was in Dubai and we went to the mall "ski Dubai". Well, I wasn't actually doing any skiing then. i was just "there" watching others, especially Reka my ex, enjoying herself. But this time was different, Gid took me directly to the first timers' course. And there were like 7 people awaited for me. "Got to do it man" i told myslef. &lt;br /&gt;That was terrifying... i have to say. i respect Reka and others so much now. They made it looked easy. However, toward the end of the day, I managed to go from the hill to the bottom, and fell, only twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fe1qaOgvI/AAAAAAAAALg/8shfw4EPR4w/s1600-h/P1090450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fe1qaOgvI/AAAAAAAAALg/8shfw4EPR4w/s400/P1090450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163340511302288114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things got more interesting when it came to superbowl Sunday. Well, just being in Boston area in these few days was a treat itself. The New Englanders were more than proud to support the three times champ. Anyways, we all know how the story ends for the SuperBowl 42. Pats were 18 wins and nothing. The best scene for me was watching the game live with bunch of top CHinese oversea Harvard MBA students. Listening to their comments "CHinese should also play well, it's a mind game""No, the size matters. We best keep it with pingpong...""Yeah, you don't want to deal with these monsters on the field!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6ffOKaOgwI/AAAAAAAAALo/wSJmIjFwpWI/s1600-h/P1090516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6ffOKaOgwI/AAAAAAAAALo/wSJmIjFwpWI/s400/P1090516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163340932209083138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so hard. I can barely breath. After all, that was heck of a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2PxHh2K2iE8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2PxHh2K2iE8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially the miraculos 4th quarter drama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-750318210238206956?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/750318210238206956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=750318210238206956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/750318210238206956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/750318210238206956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/02/boston-trip-rocks.html' title='Boston trip rocks'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R6fdEKaOgtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wgHo3jII0II/s72-c/P1090357.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-993486159553382791</id><published>2008-01-22T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:16:12.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last one. Top 10 in 2007... now let's look into the future</title><content type='html'>When I look back 2007, apparently there were a few things deserved to be mentioned. As my good friends and partners, I would love to invited you again to have a walk with me for the amazing 2007. &lt;br /&gt;Let us review the highlights: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. Line-up Taiwan (Dec 2006 ~ May 2007) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9. Doulos Asia trip (March~ November) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8. Taking a role as a manager (April ~ November)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7 Leaving the ship, again, for the very last time &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6 Traveling team in back to Taiwan and Hong Kong &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5 Commitment issues (and the fact I am 31!) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4 Relationship with folks back home &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3 Visiting States and rest (Dec 2007 ~ March 2008) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2 Future options are all open!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, here we go. The no. 1 of 2007 and no. 1 into 2008 is....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5Zp1QCVNeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KfcAZMBB5ts/s1600-h/P1090151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5Zp1QCVNeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KfcAZMBB5ts/s400/P1090151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158426786758211042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting the book(s)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey." &lt;br /&gt;Malcolm De Chazal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So I know you have been waiting for this. &lt;br /&gt;And surely you may have the question: &lt;br /&gt;Is that it? Writing? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, unfortunately. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I had been talking about this for a while. Actually, there was a publisher in Beijing invited me to have a talk regarding this book back in 2004. They found out about me from internet, my old website (even before there was a blog or anything. cool, uhh?). The idea was always there since I started to write in school. The desire grew stronger after my personal "journey of life" in 2001. I quitted my job, left Taiwan, and went on a trip all over the States and China for almost 5 months. I got rubbed twice, slept in the basement of a church, got kicked out of an apartment on the new year's day, changed my flight to Paris for a movie… Dude, that was even before DOULOS! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Since I joined the floating United Nations, the call became clear. I might not be a good thinker who could change the world by terse words of wisdom; but I can definitely write something to make myself and others think a bit deeper. I might not be that much a charismatic speaker who could stimulate a generation to move on to the next level; but I can challenge youngsters to step out of the comfort zone as someone did to me a few years ago. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I mean, what are you going to do with all the good stories and thousands of pictures? &lt;br /&gt;What am I going to deal with all the emotions after experiencing the post-war trauma, poverty, cross-cultural clash, and achieving the miraculous task?&lt;br /&gt;How do I reflect and response to the poor, the lost since I had encountered the misery myself? How about the sensitive political and identity issues came along with it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5ZqLQCVNfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eUtolSN8CZo/s1600-h/P1090250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5ZqLQCVNfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eUtolSN8CZo/s400/P1090250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158427164715333106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These are some of the topics I want to cover in the book. I am not writing for money or making a name of myself. However, I do want to impact more people. In OM we also believe in the literature ministry. MV DOULOS carries 6000 titles of books, CDs, and other items. There is limitation in speaking and sharing. I talked to various groups in hundreds of meetings, repeating myself often about the amazing journey. People might have 30 to 45 minutes for your stories if they are interesting. Nevertheless, if you spent one week on DOULOS, you must know there is much more in the adventure like that. One book is apparently not enough. &lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the process of writing will too help me to process and digest. That is more like a re-entry course for me. And if God's willing, it can help more people in the future in their own pilgrimage (survive 5 years oversea with strangers for dummies). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5ZrBwCVNhI/AAAAAAAAALI/loQLlFE6Chs/s1600-h/P1090255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5ZrBwCVNhI/AAAAAAAAALI/loQLlFE6Chs/s400/P1090255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158428101018203666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I went to a Chinese buffet after Sunday service in Rutgers's community Christian Church with my hosts. The food was tasty and we all got the "Fortune cookies" at the end of the meal. That was such a cliché for a restaurant like that. (Folks, you won't get any fortune cookies in Taiwan, Hong Kong, or China!) However, it was great fun to read my note in the cookie. "Your life becomes more and more of an adventure!" What the…. &lt;br /&gt;"Find a girl friend and get steady… that will be an adventure for you." Someone teased me as I showed the abashed expression. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thanks. I am working on a book. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, towards the end of 2008, you will hear something about the book(s). it will be in Chinese (sorry for you English readers), but with loads of pictures! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before that, check my blogs for some love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-993486159553382791?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/993486159553382791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=993486159553382791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/993486159553382791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/993486159553382791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-one-top-10-in-2007-now-lets-look.html' title='The last one. Top 10 in 2007... now let&apos;s look into the future'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R5Zp1QCVNeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KfcAZMBB5ts/s72-c/P1090151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2995150746886807063</id><published>2008-01-16T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:48:35.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 2. Future options are open!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, it took a while for the top two of 2007.  It is actually more about 2008 and the years to come. So, enjoy it… warming, long read ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future options are all open!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R47ceACVNcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IhuH79yjgEw/s1600-h/DOULOS+no+money+no+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R47ceACVNcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IhuH79yjgEw/s400/DOULOS+no+money+no+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156301031349761474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I am standing in front of the cross road. Many roads will lead to glorious triumphs and even fame; and some will lead to hardship and maybe failures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I traveled with DOULOS, there will be invitations for a new ministry opportunity almost every week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Would you like to join us in partnership with your supporting church? We have this building project…” an African pastor once pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We need people like you have passion for the kid. The youngsters need a role model. No pressure, pray about it.” A senior pastor of a big Chinese church in Sydney offered a kind deal. “We have an office for you if you are ready. We can pay for your study tuition here…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I pray for one out of seven DOULOIDs will be serving in the MENA* area.” Our previous director once challenged us in the Tuesday prayer night. “You had been here. You had experienced the need and heard the call. What will yu do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MENA: middle East and North Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are short of manpower. We are short of everything… ” That was the most common outcry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Why do you come so late?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late? Are you kidding me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never heard about these projects whatsoever. These Mother-Teresa-wannabe ministries were like fairy tales with no happily-ever-after endings. I was in my comfort zone like most of the “Bench believers” for years. Who cares about the despairing souls if they are not in front of your church by daily bases? How could I know anything about anything? Even I had heard about them, those callings were totally irrelevent to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God he had brought me to the ship for these years and opened my ignorant eyes. The need is everywhere. It is not about me, myself, and Ray. It is about how and where God is leading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R47c0QCVNdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Nmv1evevIEU/s1600-h/cartoonGV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R47c0QCVNdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Nmv1evevIEU/s400/cartoonGV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156301413601850834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUROPE it is, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2004, DOULOS toured around Europe. From the south to the East, from the East back to the West, I traveled with the ship to Albania, Italy, France, Romania, Germany, Spain, Croatia, Ukraine, and more… I was then very blessed and serve as the PR team coordinator on board. 40,000 people I and my teammates hosted for a ship tour. Lifes had been touched and many youngsters got recruited. As one of the only few Mandarin speakers on board, I got to speak and share in many occasions*. Meanwhile, we had witness a few scaring facts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One of the stories was about the Chinese church in Trieste Italy. Please check http://www.raygogo.net/p4-22.html (in Chinese) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Many traditional churches in Europe are literally dying. The buildings and figures of Evangelical movements and early church forefathers now become the symbol of tourism and superstition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There were many Chinese immigrates, legal or illegal. There will be more in the decade to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There were only few shepherds among the folks in these hundreds of Chinese churches in Europe. Many leaders were lack of enthusiasm and training. No vision for missions or sharing the goodnews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Out side of UK, there was basically no Christian literature supporting network. Bibles and hymn books are the only two items on the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. There are NO role models for youngsters in the church. The second immigrant generation has identity crisis as they encountered the daily life in a foreign land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brought me into the picture. Or I should say; the picture had been stamped into my mind since them. This is the altar; this is the Promised Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying it is going to be easy. Actually, I don’t even think that is something for the present future. Even I have a vision, I still need to have a team, networking, raising finance, looking for spiritual backup, being equipment and be ready for the task. And last but not the least, I also need to have partners who will understand the call and fully support the decisions along the way. That is where you come in. Pray for me. Be a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i will try to, get a life (wife?). Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So now I am writing to you regarding my future plans in the freezing cold New York city. After going back to Taiwan for Presidential election in March (I won't miss my vote again), I will be working part time with Ex DOuloi Solomon Tang and Lesley Lai in OM Taipei office. Hopefully, we can release Zinnie for a break which she deserved long time ago. My commitment for that by far is about 3 months. However, it can be flexible. My church was backing me up ever since day one (which I am always grateful). I am still seeking. However, i am trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can still support me financially even I am not on board DOULOS now. Please contact your local OM office and ask for how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are from the States, to give is a few clicks away. Check http://www.usa.om.org/give.htm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note: "OM Taiwan office, for Ray Peng"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued... &lt;br /&gt;What is No. 1? Yeah... it is big. it is coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2995150746886807063?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2995150746886807063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2995150746886807063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2995150746886807063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2995150746886807063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-2-future-options-are.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 2. Future options are open!'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R47ceACVNcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/IhuH79yjgEw/s72-c/DOULOS+no+money+no+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-6212536439928427085</id><published>2008-01-12T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:37:42.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 No.3!</title><content type='html'>3. Visiting States and rest (Dec 2007 ~ March 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mizwCVNZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VxE1bYZVnIA/s1600-h/Parking+lot+San+diego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mizwCVNZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VxE1bYZVnIA/s400/Parking+lot+San+diego.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154830258453951890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"So where are you now?" "What are you doing nowadays?" these two are the most common questions asked when people met me on line via facebook, MSN, yahoo, or my blog. Well, I am in the wonderful promise land – United States of America. What am I doing? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Or, I should saying "trying to do nothing". When Jerry Seinfeld came to David Letterman's "Late Show" on the 21st of March last year, he commented on what I had been doing after the top 1 show in the States. "NOTHING!" he said. &lt;br /&gt;"Well, DOING NOTHING is not as easy as it looks. You have to be careful." He continued. "Because the idea of doing ANYTHING, which can easily lead to doing SOMETHING. That will cut into your NOTHING; and that will force me to have to drop EVERYTHING." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wow, that's deep and, true.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After 5 years, 55 countries, cooking, giving tours, interviews with media, meeting strangers (and being nice), doing dramas, entertaining kids as a clown, repeating my not-so-touchy testimonies, play "history maker" video* two thousand times, I was quite ready to do absolutely nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Or I rather say, reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;However, there was a problem. There were too many appointments and invitations (for buffet meals mainly) from others. On top of that, my cell phone will be a killer for all the quietness I need. Well, I got invited to go to Chicago for a childhood friends' reunion at the end of 2007. I was thinking… wow, that's a great way to be away, visiting some supporters, family friends, and if I am ready, promoting the ship when opportunity comes. &lt;br /&gt;That is what I am doing now. Let me tell you what I did today. I went to the Chinese supermarket and bought some grocery. And I spent 2 hours cooking with Tim's mom. Tim and Ann, my hosts, married for 4 yrs as a young couple, just have the second baby two days ago. I took pictures for the family, had a nap in the afternoon, and hanged out with the grand parents, Pastor David and Lois Su in the evening. Now, as I am preparing for sharing tomorrow (Sunday)in a Chinese church in the Queens, I can hear the baby girl crying. &lt;br /&gt;That is good. I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mjAACVNaI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/YoSxVpxWJM4/s1600-h/P1080272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mjAACVNaI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/YoSxVpxWJM4/s400/P1080272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154830468907349410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove down to San Diego from LA by myself. I got to see a Chicago Bulls' game at the United center (Yeah, the one MJ once stepped on). I stood under the snow and sang "White Christmas". I slept over a few times and didn't feel bad at all. I had planned to go sightseeing and then decided to stay home for another movie… Well, that is as good as it gets, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mjMwCVNbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KB0dFQZkleE/s1600-h/P1080667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mjMwCVNbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/KB0dFQZkleE/s400/P1080667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154830687950681522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a good news for you. When I tend to do nothing, I actually got to accomplish many things. I had been very productive in writing. I had time to read, to think, to breathe, and to appreciate the everyday blessing. &lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. I am not much a slacker. There were still loads of things happening around and within me. I just had a different mentality, a new attitude towards my future, which I will talk about in the coming email. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To be continued&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*The "history maker" is a beautiful video clip about DOULOS ministry and crew member's lives on board and projects on shore. If you are interested to watch it again, please click following link. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=igS3oCL8OiY &lt;br /&gt;Or the new version &lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMQXiGzG9jQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-6212536439928427085?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/6212536439928427085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=6212536439928427085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6212536439928427085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/6212536439928427085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-no3.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 No.3!'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4mizwCVNZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VxE1bYZVnIA/s72-c/Parking+lot+San+diego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2496258336490733424</id><published>2008-01-11T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T20:46:23.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For onto us a child was born</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hBnwCVNSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sHI-vUqbHwE/s1600-h/ColleenTim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hBnwCVNSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sHI-vUqbHwE/s400/ColleenTim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154441924690916642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COngratulations, Timbo my bro and Ann the great mom! &lt;br /&gt;One of the best moments of a man/woman's life- being parents. Well, the second best i believe is to be the grandpa or the uncle like me.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday before i left Tim and Ann's residence, she told me... "well, we are going to the hospital this afternoon. Take care of our home. We won't be here this evening."  Wow, it was a real deal. I came to New York with the knowledge that they are going to have no.2 in these few days. However, it was even better to experience the whole deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;Tim came back from the hospital like 1:30 in the morning. I was about going to bed, after finishing my blog. He looked really tired. Hey, i bought him something encouraging - the best pastrami sandwich in town from the Katz's deli. Well, I enjoyed it this afternoon with the matzo ball soup, my latest favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hDvgCVNUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tgZfSDLGkgE/s1600-h/pastrami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hDvgCVNUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tgZfSDLGkgE/s400/pastrami.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154444256858158402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon Tim and I went pick up Ian (da little bro) and Aunt Lois, the grandma. The ride to the Lng Island Jewish hospital was under the heaviest rain I had ever seen in the States. I thought that was the extra blessings from the Father in heaven pouring down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann was cool, recovering well. She can throw some jokes and being able to take some pictures when Ian first met his sis Coleen. That was one sweet moment when a boy became an elder brother. That means "responsibility" and .... less attention from other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hB4QCVNTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZLOaiF20jJQ/s1600-h/P1090058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hB4QCVNTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZLOaiF20jJQ/s400/P1090058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154442208158758194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am very impressed by parents' devotion and love. There were so many things and drills I learnt in these few days. Way to go, bro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2496258336490733424?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2496258336490733424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2496258336490733424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2496258336490733424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2496258336490733424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-onto-us-child-was-born.html' title='For onto us a child was born'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4hBnwCVNSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/sHI-vUqbHwE/s72-c/ColleenTim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-3534681033833492363</id><published>2008-01-11T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T09:04:14.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 4. Relationship with folks back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4efmACVNQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QL9hWyiHsHI/s1600-h/P1080103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4efmACVNQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QL9hWyiHsHI/s400/P1080103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154263773742445826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 was a year mixed with ups and downs, laughers and tears, loss and blessings. When I prepared for a testimony in New York last week, I read one of the interviews with Rick Warren (the writer of Purpose driven life). Regarding his difficult year in which his wife, Kay, getting cancer. “Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it ‘s kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad needs to be worked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking to myself. I am actually sending this message to my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, I spent almost half a year in Taiwan. That was the longest since 2003. However, it doesn’t mean I got to spend time with my parents, my brother, or my buddies. I was always busy. Doing lineup for the ship for the first 3 months, being the spokesperson for DOULOS in Taiwan and taking over a leader’s role, I don’t even have time for myself. November I took a team back and toured around Taiwan, soon flew to Hong Kong and back to Philippines… there was no time for whatsoever. My folks all understood dearly. That was my job, my responsibility, the price of a servant. However, I felt very sorry when I couldn’t walk with them during some ups and downs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends’ wife called me out of the blue (in tears) and told me she found out an affair and he apparently want a divorce. My heart was broken with her. I felt guilty since I couldn’t make it to their wedding in the first place, and now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother called me one day; her son jumped over the roof and killed himself due to suffering from depression for a long time. He was a childhood friend and went to the same high school as I did. He was two years younger than me. His mom wanted me to write something in the commemorative album since I had visited him in the rehab a few years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my best friends got married and had babies a few months later. Two of my college class lovebirds got broke up after 8 years marathon. Another close friend turned out to be a lesbian and had been a relation for over a 3 years. Her parents are also getting a D. A full time Christian counselor told me she felt lonely in her marriage. She felt drain out every time sharing the love of Christ. Meanwhile, many beloved just walked away from the Lord, for whatever reasons… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, my parents told me they were ready to get retired and gonna sell the apartment in the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow.” You may say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.” I shall reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is life my friend. Two rails on one rail track, take it or not. I found out my journey was not that significant comparing to some of the hills and valleys my folks went through. I am overwhelmingly thankful for who I am and where I am at. I cannot sing “I will be there for you. These 5 words I swear to you…”. We all have our challenges to deal with and blessings to be thankful. Amen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4ehYACVNRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/14OLaj3huuY/s1600-h/kate+in+the+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4ehYACVNRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/14OLaj3huuY/s400/kate+in+the+car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154265732247532818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/36496724-3534681033833492363?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/3534681033833492363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=3534681033833492363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3534681033833492363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3534681033833492363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-4-relationship-with.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 4. Relationship with folks back home'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4efmACVNQI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QL9hWyiHsHI/s72-c/P1080103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-5610883990500590426</id><published>2008-01-09T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T20:48:35.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10  in 2007 5.Comitment issues</title><content type='html'>5 Commitment issues (and the fact I am 31!) &lt;A href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4UKZgCVNLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XM7awO_zodI/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153536781808121010 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4UKZgCVNLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XM7awO_zodI/s400/hands.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Yes, I admit that. I have issues. The fact that I am 31 and still single bothers me a bit more than ever. (That’s right. I am honest with you.) Well, my big boss director Daniel Chae and his wife Helen had been monitoring my “progress” for a while. Before I left DOULOS, Helen once told me (very serious) “you need to find a nice girl and get married as soon as possible”. I kind of knew she had someone in mind for me. Well, it is not like nobody interested in Ray, frankly speaking. Or, on the other hand, as if I am not into any romance or potential partnership… Ok, I admit it is cool to be single and free. I enjoy most of the time when I don’t have to argue where to go for dinner, what movie to go, how to plan my schedule for next week, or when to pick up my laundry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4WjEgCVNPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hfqnYdx7UmM/s1600-h/IMG_1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4WjEgCVNPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/hfqnYdx7UmM/s400/IMG_1654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153704646309917938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not like I had never been seeing anybody. Actually, before leaving DOULOS, I was one of the only few people who had applied SP (social permission) twice. However, you know, God has a different plan in my life. Meanwhile, as I walked through the final phase of DOULOS ministry, there were sisters who had shown their goodwill to me. I somehow sensed a mixed feeling. One side of me really enjoyed being cared, accompanied, and appreciated; on the other hand, I also felt sorry for them because at this stage of my life commitment was a vague hope. I was very honest with everybody and myself. I cannot afford the luxury to be in a relationship or whatever before the end of my time with DOULOS. It had been a hard year for me in 2007. Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem promising in this year to come, since I am once again standing in front of the crossroad. On top of all these, what make things more complicated is many of my buddies either were married or getting married in the near future. 25~33 to many seems like a “must- married” zone. (Check the video from sweet talk from Maria and Byron!) Don't get me wrong. I am happy for all of them, indeed. However, for me it was like a tough decision to make. Yeah, I know. I have issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EB_At-jOXik"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EB_At-jOXik" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will appreciate your prayers, but not too much pressure or judgments. Hopefully, towards the end of 2008, I can write you some positive progress in this area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-5610883990500590426?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/5610883990500590426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=5610883990500590426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5610883990500590426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5610883990500590426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-for-ray-peng-in-2007-5-comitment.html' title='Top 10  in 2007 5.Comitment issues'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4UKZgCVNLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XM7awO_zodI/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-3945284177927144635</id><published>2008-01-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T19:55:48.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 6. Traveling team in back to Taiwan and Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LrAwCVNII/AAAAAAAAAII/wX18o4cqE8g/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LrAwCVNII/AAAAAAAAAII/wX18o4cqE8g/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152939321792476290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Traveling team in back to Taiwan and Hong Kong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my initiative to have a team visiting Taiwan and Hong Kong after DOULOS current visit earlier this year. Why bother? Partly because of my role in the partner ministries of OM Ships international. And also, I would love to run the race well and finished strong. In two weeks, we traveled to Keelung, Taipei, ChungLi, Taichung, Tainan, Kaohsiung, and then HK for 6 days. We performed and spoke in various occasions like DOULOI’s supporting church, their families, and fellowships. We also visited some partners and authorities on the way. Most importantly, it is a way for me wrapping up my time in the ministry. In June to July 2006, I went on the Australia traveling team during my furlough. I didn’t feel too much of a closure since I wasn’t really done with the ship. But this time it was different. I truly enjoy every moment traveling with these three young ladies. (Of course, Taiwanese food is much better.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LrMwCVNJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8NYqOMlduoc/s1600-h/P1060855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LrMwCVNJI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/8NYqOMlduoc/s400/P1060855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152939527950906514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this trip, we had a slogan “We are looking for someone to replace Ray. There is a cabin available for you!”. Apparently, we expected to recruit some more from here, especially guys. Currently we only have 1 sister from Hong Kong and 7 from Taiwan, only one guy. I still remembered how it felt like when I was the only person in such an environment. That wasn't easy. Hey, help us to find some quality young folks for the kingdom. Take part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4L0HwCVNKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6HuuhY0Il10/s1600-h/P1060772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4L0HwCVNKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/6HuuhY0Il10/s400/P1060772.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152949337656210594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-3945284177927144635?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/3945284177927144635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=3945284177927144635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3945284177927144635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3945284177927144635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-6-traveling-team-in-back.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 6. Traveling team in back to Taiwan and Hong Kong'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LrAwCVNII/AAAAAAAAAII/wX18o4cqE8g/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2161322084269452957</id><published>2008-01-07T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T18:53:11.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much doing about nothing</title><content type='html'>How beautiful it is to do nothing, and then rest afterward. &lt;br /&gt; Spanish Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_k8XB7KsO9U&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_k8XB7KsO9U&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People had asked me what you are doing in the States after DOULOS. My official answer was always been ... traveling, visiting friends, relatives, and supportors, and resting a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I tried to do "nothing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rush schedule from this one to next. No fixed plan for tomorrow. No commitment for another meeting. After 5 years on board DOULOS, a ship called "Slave" or "Servant", I had been always available for all kinds of invitations and challenges. Entertaining hundreds of school kids, preaching in a prison, being ready for the next interview in 10 minutes, on call the whole day for the first lady, the list can go on and on. &lt;br /&gt;Why not staying in Taiwan? Are you kidding me? I had done my furlough twice back home in the last two years. These were the most intensive moments of my ministry. I traveled around the island and spoke in various occasions. Not mentioning the wonderful invitation for meals one after another, I also have to deal with my weight management (apparently not working). I can honestly said the blessing was overwhelming. Nevertheless, what I really need is to be away and relflect, debrief, and "digest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LeowCVNFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wUVch7Uyh4M/s1600-h/Flushing+house+meeting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LeowCVNFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wUVch7Uyh4M/s400/Flushing+house+meeting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152925715336082514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doing nothing" is really not as easy as it sounds, like Jerry Seinfield said. Last cuple of days, I had been doing sharing two of the biggest Taiwanese/Chinese churches at the East coast. Especially the sharing in the RCCC mission fellowship, it was like a big fat sermon for 2 hours. (I prepared until 1AM that morning.) Thankfully, they loved it and I really enjoyed doing that. (Don't get me wrong, I love to share.) However, on our way back to Queens, i felt into asleep on the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LgMgCVNGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2vb2QkkyIiU/s1600-h/mission+fellowship+sharing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LgMgCVNGI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2vb2QkkyIiU/s400/mission+fellowship+sharing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152927429028033634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Jesus falled in asleep in the boat during the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my ideal day is like this. No alarm clock, no schedule for the morning except for brunch, visiting a museum or a bookstore (but it is ok to change my mind on the way),dinner with myself in a posh restaurant before heading to Brooklyn Tabernacle prayer night or a movie and then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute, did i just planed the whole day for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LkrACVNHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5bHm-K3ed1c/s1600-h/P1080706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LkrACVNHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5bHm-K3ed1c/s400/P1080706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152932351060554866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2161322084269452957?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2161322084269452957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2161322084269452957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2161322084269452957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2161322084269452957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/much-doing-about-nothing.html' title='Much doing about nothing'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4LeowCVNFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wUVch7Uyh4M/s72-c/Flushing+house+meeting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-3989471321620632725</id><published>2008-01-05T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:15:31.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 7. Leaving the ship, again, for the very last time</title><content type='html'>7 Leaving the ship, again, for the very last time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BTqACVNCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nKiXBhLcTLM/s1600-h/P1060446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BTqACVNCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nKiXBhLcTLM/s400/P1060446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152209954741236770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This was one of the last pictures I took from the DOULOS. It was early morning of the 8th of November. I was about to fly back to Taiwan with the presentation team. That morning, I had neither duty nor responsibility as a cook, a tour guide, a spokesperson, or a department head. I was just an “Ex Douloi” as we called all these people in the past. Joining the ship in the Gambia West Africa, the journey was more than remarkable. I got to see much more than most of the people on this planet. The process of leaving the ship was never easy, especially after 5 years journey. Many of us had attached to the feeling that “DOULOS is home”. I ate, worked, slept, dated, and did laundry on board. When we said “time to go home”, we went back to the port and looked for the big white piece of metal. I even had my personal “deluxe suite” at cabin 21 with a porthole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BU7gCVNEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gG1IDIfE9Aw/s1600-h/Program+Dept.+Guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BU7gCVNEI/AAAAAAAAAHo/gG1IDIfE9Aw/s400/Program+Dept.+Guys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152211354900575298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to let go our belongings, physically and mentally. The economic class air flight luggage allowance was always about 20~25 kg (50 pounds). There is a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted… I took only two pair of shoes, a couple of t shirts, and a suit back home. I came with a 25 kg suitcase and a laptop in 2003. 5 years later, the suitcase was overloaded with memories, friendship and love, only 23kg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I had a new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BT4gCVNDI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ivaYt0ThdXQ/s1600-h/finding+new+recruits+for+DOULOS+in+Taiwan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BT4gCVNDI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ivaYt0ThdXQ/s400/finding+new+recruits+for+DOULOS+in+Taiwan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152210203849339954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-3989471321620632725?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/3989471321620632725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=3989471321620632725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3989471321620632725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3989471321620632725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-7-leaving-ship-again-for.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 7. Leaving the ship, again, for the very last time'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R4BTqACVNCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/nKiXBhLcTLM/s72-c/P1060446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-5740817355965443349</id><published>2008-01-04T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:57:09.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 8. Taking a role as a manager (April ~ November)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MPgCVM-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Uv0w3gufKWA/s1600-h/Planning+meeting+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151849959172420578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MPgCVM-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Uv0w3gufKWA/s400/Planning+meeting+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Taking a role as a manager (April ~ November)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partner ministries department has two teams – Partner relations team (Tour guides, PR people) and communication team (Multimedia, visual design, Media Relations, Photographer, and journalism)&lt;br /&gt;It was never easy from the beginning. I was too young, too “single”, too Chinese, too naïve in the game, and definitely too friendly as a boss. I should be in the position since November 2006. However, I got another call to prepare the notorious Taiwan lineup. With my absence, as dramatic as it sounds, my Ex gf took over the role until she left the ship in Japan few months later. (I paid high respect to those who had learnt their lessons in broken relationships.) &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38N4wCVNBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJub794rMCc/s1600-h/IMG_4246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151851767353652242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38N4wCVNBI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IJub794rMCc/s400/IMG_4246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It didn’t turn easier for me since then. We faced another change-over phase and great demands from Asian media/publicity competition. On the other hand, I got involved in the leadership circle after 4 years in the ministry. As a PK*, I had already tasted a bit reality shock in the early stage of my life. However, to experience the struggles of decision making process, to negotiate harsh debates in between various parties, to speak loud and clear for your team and compromise when it was necessary, that was totally in another league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MYQCVM_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/wTcM-F7l7S0/s1600-h/Communication+Team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151850109496275954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MYQCVM_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/wTcM-F7l7S0/s400/Communication+Team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leading a team with a mixture of professionals and inexperienced local volunteers was also quite a challenge. People need to be motivated with different reasons. Sven Benseler (Germany) and his family joined DOULOS in September with Hong Kong recruits. Stepping down and handing over with Sven was a great one. He got a tremendous positive attitude towards the role. I appreciate him and the team. They made my last days on board a beautiful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MqgCVNAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/F4xXrOU59F8/s1600-h/Picture+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151850423028888578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MqgCVNAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/F4xXrOU59F8/s400/Picture+27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued…&lt;br /&gt;(*A PK is a Pastor’s kid.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-5740817355965443349?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/5740817355965443349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=5740817355965443349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5740817355965443349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5740817355965443349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-8-taking-role-as-manager.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 8. Taking a role as a manager (April ~ November)'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R38MPgCVM-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/Uv0w3gufKWA/s72-c/Planning+meeting+BW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-5388028697382715416</id><published>2008-01-04T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T07:11:40.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007 9. Doulos Asia trip (March~ November)</title><content type='html'>Doulos Asia trip (March~ November)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35KYQCVM6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/3YdUDphARtc/s1600-h/P1040709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35KYQCVM6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/3YdUDphARtc/s400/P1040709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151636804240487330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;April 2006, I left DOULOS from Chennai India knowing I might be back for the DOULOS trip in Far East Asia in 2007. This is MY part of the world. I had been blessed by the ministry so much and now was my turn to contribute something in return. However, it was not an easy route as we all know by the end of the day. From Taiwan, Japan, South Korea, Hong Kong, East Malaysia, Brunei, and Philippines, 7 more countries added into my list. I had greater responsibilities in every perspective. And it got more complicated when you are familiar with the language and culture. People assumed you could deal with it better than others. Speaking in my Mum's church in Busan, spending time with a Japanese Christian family for a week, reunion with old friends in Hong Kong, having Hari Raya feast* 4 times one evening in Brunei, sailing into Dry dock in the Philippines as the grande finale… how can I complain God's divine appointments? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Hari Raya is the Islam New Year celebration after the Ramadan month) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35LyQCVM9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kckVs8WG-xg/s1600-h/LAST+DAY+IN+MALAYSIA+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35LyQCVM9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/kckVs8WG-xg/s400/LAST+DAY+IN+MALAYSIA+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151638350428713938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35LGACVM8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/k_TkpPRDNJw/s1600-h/IMGP3857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35LGACVM8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/k_TkpPRDNJw/s400/IMGP3857.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151637590219502530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-5388028697382715416?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/5388028697382715416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=5388028697382715416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5388028697382715416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/5388028697382715416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-2007-9.html' title='Top 10 in 2007 9. Doulos Asia trip (March~ November)'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R35KYQCVM6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/3YdUDphARtc/s72-c/P1040709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-7477526577801162603</id><published>2008-01-03T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:13:23.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2007   10. Line-up Taiwan (Dec 2006 ~ May 2007)</title><content type='html'>When I look back 2007, apparently there were a few things deserved to be mentioned. As my good friends and partners, I would love to invited you again to have a walk with me for the amazing 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R32_gQCVM4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/HiGOSrFWs4U/s1600-h/kaohsiung.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R32_gQCVM4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/HiGOSrFWs4U/s400/kaohsiung.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151484109563179906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Line-up Taiwan (Dec 2006 ~ May 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R32_aACVM3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RLaUPgeR0LA/s1600-h/P1040063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R32_aACVM3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RLaUPgeR0LA/s400/P1040063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151484002188997490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Visiting in KaoHsiung and handing out with friends is one thing, to do lineup for a ship with multinational crew is totally something else. I can honestly said that DOULOS trip to Taiwan was a journey of miracle for me. However, I got to learn so much in diplomatic skills, politics, church relations, and most importantly, trusting God under all circumstances. More than 260,000 visitors stepping onboard, media coverage, and positive feedbacks from the partners, I was exhausted but full of gratitude when we left Keelung port on the 9th of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R33AYQCVM5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gaVR8aqKrUs/s1600-h/168+Keelung,+Taiwan++April+2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R33AYQCVM5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gaVR8aqKrUs/s400/168+Keelung,+Taiwan++April+2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151485071635854226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-7477526577801162603?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/7477526577801162603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=7477526577801162603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7477526577801162603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7477526577801162603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-10-in-200710-line-up-taiwan-dec.html' title='Top 10 in 2007   10. Line-up Taiwan (Dec 2006 ~ May 2007)'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R32_gQCVM4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/HiGOSrFWs4U/s72-c/kaohsiung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-207198021650423848</id><published>2007-12-28T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T09:14:06.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The terminal</title><content type='html'>From LA to Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after Christmas, family friend Joyce and Aaron took me together to the airport.And guest what, we are flying to Chicago for our family friends 2nd reunion (after the 1st at 2002). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R3UrugCVMrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/83v8yA-103k/s1600-h/the+terminal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R3UrugCVMrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/83v8yA-103k/s400/the+terminal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149069826841719474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, waiting for a flight at 00:30 was not really a pleasant one.&lt;br /&gt;however, it was cool to recieve a few phone calls from HK and Taiwan. Good to know I am still remembered. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R3UucACVMsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9frUFbCGcAs/s1600-h/Calling+from+Ontario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R3UucACVMsI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9frUFbCGcAs/s400/Calling+from+Ontario.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072807549022914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-207198021650423848?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/207198021650423848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=207198021650423848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/207198021650423848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/207198021650423848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/12/terminal.html' title='The terminal'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R3UrugCVMrI/AAAAAAAAAEg/83v8yA-103k/s72-c/the+terminal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-4511954225065142501</id><published>2007-12-22T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T12:52:35.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two worlds, one house</title><content type='html'>After a few days in uncle jeffery's home in LA, I observed a few interesting scenarios in a American Chinese family. &lt;br /&gt;1. You are who you are.&lt;br /&gt;2. You are what you eat.&lt;br /&gt;3. You are where you are.&lt;br /&gt;Both sides- my uncle auntie and their children are all lovely people. However, people won't change much after your personality developed.&lt;br /&gt;The second one is basically the matter of fact that within one evening... there were two worlds under the same roof. One side is my cousin and his buddies watching a Lakers' game, having Costco pizza, drinking Pepsi, and shouting like they had never watched a game before. The other side of the house, uncle J and his wife quietly eating their dinner. The TV was also on for Taiwanese News... politics and stuff. Same old same old as they had never left Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2syhwCVMoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5yTAPM9Te5w/s1600-h/P1080192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2syhwCVMoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5yTAPM9Te5w/s400/P1080192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146262554612675202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had been in the States (LA to be Exact) for more than 20 years now. This IS their comfort Zone. Uncle J told me more than once in this week "this is where i feel comfortable, nobody look down on me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2sySACVMnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PUllHu1HIBQ/s1600-h/P1080189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2sySACVMnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PUllHu1HIBQ/s400/P1080189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146262284029735538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right. Nothing wrong about it. That is one of the basic human desires- the rihgt of security. &lt;br /&gt;FOr me, this is a good place to hide for a week. They provided shelter, hospitality, and good internet connection. I love them as who they are. Nevertheless, deep down in my soul... I don't feel attached to this kind of life. &lt;br /&gt;That is another story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-4511954225065142501?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/4511954225065142501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=4511954225065142501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4511954225065142501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4511954225065142501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-worlds-one-house.html' title='Two worlds, one house'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2syhwCVMoI/AAAAAAAAAEI/5yTAPM9Te5w/s72-c/P1080192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-7464299000079348613</id><published>2007-12-18T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T11:34:31.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:450px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=undefined&amp;ad=0&amp;id=576460752328846342&amp;map=C" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-06.slide.com/q1/576460752328846342/xx_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide8.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=undefined&amp;ad=0&amp;id=576460752328846342&amp;map=D" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-06.slide.com/q2/576460752328846342/xx_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide7.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me the good old days with my buddies in the boy choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2ggdQCVMmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/x4Mq8Z238A8/s1600-h/DSC_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2ggdQCVMmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/x4Mq8Z238A8/s400/DSC_3225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145398261163831906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-7464299000079348613?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/7464299000079348613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=7464299000079348613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7464299000079348613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/7464299000079348613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-it.html' title='Love it.'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/R2ggdQCVMmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/x4Mq8Z238A8/s72-c/DSC_3225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-1946939058533895041</id><published>2007-08-17T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T18:57:46.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="videoThumb=http://www.godtube.com/thumb/1_10371.jpg&amp;flvPath=http://www.godtube.com/flvideo1/6/10371.flv" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="flv_demo" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends sent me this link. It was nothing new to me (in the begining). After all these years in the Christian circle, honestly I may have seen it all... Cheezy mimes and skits, we did it all the time. However, isn't it just a simple message about the good news? I have to say, this one is powerful. If you watch it until the end, you will have the exact feeling of guilt like me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We neglect the power of the passion which indeed changed many lives. I am no different to the cynical people of the "world". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we communicate our faith to the lost when we are not yet found? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, have mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RsZRuVy6RZI/AAAAAAAAADM/rdjIgAvNvxQ/s1600-h/P1160099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RsZRuVy6RZI/AAAAAAAAADM/rdjIgAvNvxQ/s400/P1160099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099853484610176402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: this is a picture taken in a city of South Korea. You can see the cross on top of church buildings all over the city.(those red dots) In the night, it is very impressive. Once again, cynical people as me will say "what is that for?"... If that is all Christian can deliever, we should be ashamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an answer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-1946939058533895041?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/1946939058533895041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=1946939058533895041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1946939058533895041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1946939058533895041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/08/creative-communication.html' title='Creative communication'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RsZRuVy6RZI/AAAAAAAAADM/rdjIgAvNvxQ/s72-c/P1160099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-3649283240808488270</id><published>2007-08-11T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T04:48:25.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Read ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2Z0veY0fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BupfUUJOAYw/s1600-h/IMG_5448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2Z0veY0fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BupfUUJOAYw/s400/IMG_5448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097399484629438962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su-Rey Peng ( 彭書睿 ) is 31 years old and comes from Taiwan. On board for almost 5 years, he heard about the Doulos for the first time thorough a famous speaker from the UK who was in Taiwan for a conference. While being his host Su-Rey learned that that man himself had been on one of the ships for a year when he was young and he recommended it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su-Rey’s  motivation to join the ship was that it was an opportunity to be a blessing. “I want to be a blessing to the people in the real distance. Many would dream about it or talk about it. But we, Taiwanese, need to have somebody go for it.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first job on Doulos was in the galley (ship’s kitchen) and pantry, later he joined the Public Relations team for two years as the coordinator.  Then he became the Media Relations Officer and the assistant to the director for about a year. He recalls the lessons learnt on the ship: “You are not as important as you thought. The ship will not sink because you are not around. However, you are still a crucial part in the organic international community. Never say ‘I had experienced it all!’ The best and the worst are still yet to come.”&lt;br /&gt;Since May this year, he accepted new responsibilities as the Partnership Development Manager, leading the PR/Tour and Communication teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2V8veY0eI/AAAAAAAAACs/2FubWwtilSc/s1600-h/August+2007+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2V8veY0eI/AAAAAAAAACs/2FubWwtilSc/s200/August+2007+100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097395224021881314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About life onboard, he says that in spite of each other’s short comings, crewmembers learn to appreciate each other’s differences and to look for similarities in the diversity. “It opens the window to the world. You don’t read about these cultural issues from the textbooks; you live with it,” adds Su-Rey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su-Rey says that the benefits of working onboard as a volunteer is that people get much more than they deserve. “You get to know your limitations and get stretched. Someone used to say ‘the art of living is know how far to go. And then, to go a bit farther…’ Well, spending two years to know how far you can go and get much further with free accommodation and food. It wasn’t too bad, was it?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2g4_eY0gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n-mCZoOkuP0/s1600-h/_MG_4577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2g4_eY0gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/n-mCZoOkuP0/s320/_MG_4577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097407254225277442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This young man has experienced many things onboard the Doulos in these five years, such as real poverty in East Africa, witnessing the desperation of Dalits in India, facing the cameras of the world-wide media, shaking hands with both celebrities and the homeless on the same day. “Doulos is a story itself. The highlights and lowlights are all remarkable chapters of my life.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact he wants to make in the world around him is through the book he is writing (in Chinese) for those who had been supportive to him, and also for those who had never known or experienced the wonders from the other end of the ocean. “That is the best contribution I can humbly offer for the 1.5 billion Chinese people. Other than that, walk the talk when no one’s watching as if everybody is watching. If you want to be a history maker, you need to start from your own history,” concludes Su-Rey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-3649283240808488270?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/3649283240808488270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=3649283240808488270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3649283240808488270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/3649283240808488270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/08/read-me.html' title='Read ME'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rr2Z0veY0fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BupfUUJOAYw/s72-c/IMG_5448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-2592607128750724298</id><published>2007-08-02T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:49:06.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31, the magic number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrKRV7O-4CI/AAAAAAAAACk/R5n-1tSAnEQ/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrKRV7O-4CI/AAAAAAAAACk/R5n-1tSAnEQ/s400/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094293934373265442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...Happy birthday to you..." that sounds cheesseeee, especially on your own birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest disturbing activity on DOULOS is this annoying Birthday. However, that is the love, like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 5th birthday on the ship. My best 5 years of life dedicate to the minsitry. I learnt who i am, and who I am not.  And now is about time to move on. &lt;br /&gt;The next chapter awaits for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets?! Indeed. Already, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That best portion of a good man's life, &lt;br /&gt; His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love. "&lt;br /&gt;  William Wordsworth&lt;br /&gt;English poet (1770 - 1850)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-2592607128750724298?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/2592607128750724298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=2592607128750724298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2592607128750724298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/2592607128750724298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/08/31-magic-number.html' title='31, the magic number'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrKRV7O-4CI/AAAAAAAAACk/R5n-1tSAnEQ/s72-c/IMG_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-1834444734232094155</id><published>2007-08-01T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:22:04.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The call and the shame</title><content type='html'>South Korea rethinks mission strategy  &lt;br /&gt;By Krasimira Petrova &lt;br /&gt;BBC News  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The kidnapping of 23 South Korean hostages in Afghanistan has raised questions back home over what the team was doing in such a dangerous place. &lt;br /&gt;South Korean media has been quick to call for future trips to be more carefully planned, and even to question the merits of such missions in the first place....http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/6915268.stm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrA7DrO-4AI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ia2rLrIZtU8/s1600-h/mission+conference+mokpo+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrA7DrO-4AI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ia2rLrIZtU8/s400/mission+conference+mokpo+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093636112887242754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture in a mission conference in Mokpo. It is a combined event for the churches in Mokpo and our DOULOS visit here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not living in a world with any safe and sound communication anymore. This is an era of confusion, hatry, and misunderstanding. How do you see the picture above? Maybe you can say... well, they are just religious freaks, driven by emotion and motivating music. If God is not a God we celebrate and worship with all our heart and passion. What do we have left in our faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on an overnight ministry with 4 other friends on board. Djamshed is from Tajikstan, a fine brother of mine, talent in music and singing. I cannot even write the best things about him on internet! His stories and testimonies will move many people. However, the reality is... His life will be in danger when he gets home in a fwe weeks (if I really talk about it). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I saw the picture of the second dead body they found. Where is the love? It seems so ironic when we reach out to people with love and compassion. "Oh, you want to get close to me, deliberately..." they will say. "Humaniterian project... what a cliche!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What can i say though... We are not in any good position defending oursleves. As the communication department leader of this Christain project, I even have to keep silent for the sake of security! God forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans1:16 "For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God for salvation to everyone who believes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrA7qrO-4BI/AAAAAAAAACc/VIvd6LS58X0/s1600-h/IMG_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrA7qrO-4BI/AAAAAAAAACc/VIvd6LS58X0/s400/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093636782902140946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray with the families who lost their beloved. I pray that God can raise them up like he raised me before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary; &lt;br /&gt;當我失落的時候，噢，我的靈魂，感到多麽的疲倦；&lt;br /&gt;When troubles come and my heart burdened be;&lt;br /&gt;當有困難時，我的心背負著重擔，&lt;br /&gt;Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,&lt;br /&gt;然後，我會在寂靜中等待，&lt;br /&gt;Until you come and sit awhile with me.&lt;br /&gt;直到你的到來，並與我小坐片刻。&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;你鼓舞了我，所以我能站在群山頂端；&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;你鼓舞了我，讓我能走過狂風暴雨的海；&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;當我靠在你的肩上時，我是堅強的；&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up… To more than I can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-1834444734232094155?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/1834444734232094155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=1834444734232094155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1834444734232094155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1834444734232094155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/08/call-and-danger.html' title='The call and the shame'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RrA7DrO-4AI/AAAAAAAAACU/Ia2rLrIZtU8/s72-c/mission+conference+mokpo+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-1123754379614427953</id><published>2007-07-19T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:32:48.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming "home"?! Busan July 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9hWI9DsLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NuVlGGbIaUk/s1600-h/P1050249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9hWI9DsLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NuVlGGbIaUk/s400/P1050249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088893136940544178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Busan on the 9th of July. When I saw the ship. it felt weird. I was just home for a week and now I am back to another "home". Honestly, I slept better here in my own cabin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9gKo9DsII/AAAAAAAAABc/HZKPljmSFpw/s1600-h/P1050210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9gKo9DsII/AAAAAAAAABc/HZKPljmSFpw/s400/P1050210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088891839860420738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on the coming Sunday. We got an invitation to go to a Chinese church. The church was actually founded by Pastor Jiang, my Mum's mentor since she was in high school. My mum's story is rather different then most of the people in Taiwan. She was an oversea Chinese. She was born and grew up here in Busan. I am now actually tracing my hiden history back. The Church is not in a good shape. Only about 25 people attending the Sunday service. We shared our stories and testimonies. And we had lunch together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9gq49DsJI/AAAAAAAAABk/qxZzPSV8D7M/s1600-h/P1050237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9gq49DsJI/AAAAAAAAABk/qxZzPSV8D7M/s400/P1050237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088892393911201938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They explained about their lives in Korea as oversea "Taiwanese". It has never been easy for them. Taiwan government sees them as "Chinese" or "Korean". Korean government won't even give them passports or IDs... 'cuz they ARE Chinese. However, they don't want to be monitored under China embassy. This is a group of people who got trapped in the waves of history. We felt them very well. Basically, we all have some identity cirsis, like us.&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese churches were literally dying by the fact that elder people were conservative. They didn't want to have too many main-land China workers (many illegal, black market workers) be in the "holy temple". And the congregation got older and older. The new generation left the church for good... Anyone can see it will come to a dead end sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in front of the mid school we walked a bit. The building was old and the office still had Jiang's picture and statue. They told me they still sang the National anthem every morning. I even felt funny... when was slast time I sang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9iQI9DsMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CZ0bQfKEY-U/s1600-h/P1050261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9iQI9DsMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CZ0bQfKEY-U/s400/P1050261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088894133372956866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is the China town "ShangHai street" was actually a joke. Why? Well, there were more Russians (they all looked like mafia and hookers to me) than Chinese. And the only few shops opened that day were full of Phillipinos.A few Chinese restaurants around, as decorations. That was an eye-opener. It actually reflected the wander of globalisation in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my mum an email and said that I had been to her school and all that. She replied to me in ENglish:&lt;br /&gt;"Ray RAY,&lt;br /&gt;I'm very glad to know that you have been visited my home town and the childhood high &lt;br /&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;That means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;So many memories come upon. Not only the memories form my childhood. But also my double recognisions as a person. When I was a child ,I,as many Chinese there , have no good impression for Korean people.&lt;br /&gt;However, as time passed, I'm growing up and being a global Christian, I understand what the original identity means to me...."&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9g_49DsKI/AAAAAAAAABs/OZELV8LNb7M/s1600-h/P1050236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9g_49DsKI/AAAAAAAAABs/OZELV8LNb7M/s400/P1050236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088892754688454818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this is a real story that not many people really care about. Nevertheless, that matters to me and many who didn;t have a choice 50 years ago. I am a Taiwanese who inherited my mother's legacy from Korea. When I traveled around the world with DOULOS, many Koreans talked to me in Korean. I don't really hate Korean Basketball, baseball, soccer teams that much like most of my pals. I respected and defended my Korean director on board DOULOS. And on top of that, I like spicy food and hot soup. There must be a reason. However, that Sunday I traced back to her school. I felt there was a chapter closed in my life. &lt;br /&gt;And I have no regrets. Been there. Done that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9fEo9DsHI/AAAAAAAAABU/UayopyXnor4/s1600-h/P1050223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9fEo9DsHI/AAAAAAAAABU/UayopyXnor4/s400/P1050223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088890637269577842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-1123754379614427953?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/1123754379614427953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=1123754379614427953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1123754379614427953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1123754379614427953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/07/coming-home-busan-july-2007.html' title='Coming &quot;home&quot;?! Busan July 2007'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Rp9hWI9DsLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NuVlGGbIaUk/s72-c/P1050249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-4081433609462539698</id><published>2007-07-15T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:22:11.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One week back to Taiwan 1st-8th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnK2o9DsEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qT-hbRcg700/s1600-h/Youth+missions+conference+2007+(Urbana+Taiwan).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnK2o9DsEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qT-hbRcg700/s400/Youth+missions+conference+2007+(Urbana+Taiwan).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087320294146945090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Taiwan from Pohang, Korea on the 29th of June. It was originally a trip to speak in the Youth Missions conference (Urbana Taiwan, 6~11 of July)and a friend's wedding. During the same trip back in Taiwan, I went to all three ports with a letter from the managing director (in Mandarin, see attached file), and 50 copies of DOULOS Taiwan trip appreciation DVD (with 200 selected highlight pictures, Taiwan report video, a mission I night video, and a TV program from PTS). Within these couple of days, I got to meet many contacts and partners. &lt;br /&gt;This can be a project from lineup and partner ministries in the future. If we can have a team and separate budget for “post port visit”, it can strengthen our partnership relations with officials, church leaders, and OM contacts. It generates the interest towards the ministry and recruiting opportunities big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keelung:&lt;br /&gt;I went to Lesley Lai’s (Currently on board DOULOS) home in Keelung on the 2nd spontaneously. Her parents are not Christians but became supportive after her first year on board. Same trip I went visit her supporting church (百福教會). On the way back to Taipei, I rang Pastor Chang張嘉鶴牧師(0933077316), the chairman of Keelung Prayer net work. He was doing dental treatment then. Nevertheless, he appreciated my call and Zinnie (OMTW) will follow it up from her side.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnKmo9DsDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c5IxiwYQ1x0/s1600-h/Ivy%27s+church+fellwoship+group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnKmo9DsDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c5IxiwYQ1x0/s320/Ivy%27s+church+fellwoship+group.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087320019269038130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Taipei&lt;br /&gt;I visited CEF (CAMPUS) BOOKS （校園書房） on the first day. I also visited grace Church in Tien Mu （天母感恩堂). We sent two church teams to their English congregation. Same trip I met Tang Ching (唐青)from Taipei International church who was also a translator/volunteer in Keelung. Monday I went to ORTV （救世傳播協會）and met Daniel Bastke (Christian Bastke’s son) and Chairman Hong. ORTV had been tremendous helpful during DOULOS visit. They sponsored our Kaohsiung trip and Keelung trip. And the Chairman Simon Hong (洪善群長老) of ORTV is also the board president of Christian Tribune (論壇報), the biggest Christian Newspaper. On the 5th, I got invited to have an interview on air with the famous DJ “Coffee cat” Stephanie Yang at the GoodNews Christian radio station (佳音電台 FM90.9). It was broadcasted on Friday evening prime time. I also visited the Kingdom revival newspaper （國度復興報）HQ which is also at the same building. In the evening of the 5th, I went to Liao-Ning Street Baptist church （懷寧街浸信會）and reported our ministry. This is Ivy Chou’s (DOULOS graphic designer) sending church, also the HQ of Baptist alliance in Taiwan. On the 8th, coming back from the mission conference, I went to another English speaking church, Pearl with Rev Richard Coombs from MECO. I had some really good conversation with Lydia Wu , the full time evangelist in charge. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Taichung&lt;br /&gt;I went down to Taichung on the 3rd of July. The first stop was HanMei Chuang’s (Keelung Stepper) church （客西馬尼行道會）. Soon after lunch we went to Rev John Lin and his wife Mary Wu (林和明牧師師母)who is still now the OM TW director on paper. We discussed about many issues and had a great time in just less then an hour. After visiting Lin and his church, I went to CCRA/CCEA （基督教協進會）Taichung. This is the Christian network which helped Taichung lineup. The Area Coordinator Ching-Tu Huang （黃清塗）was not in the office when I got there. However, the publicity person was in the office and helped me to deliver the appreciation DVD to CCEA staff. By the end of the day, we had dinner with Professor Peng Hui-Chen（彭懷真）, my uncle, who is teaching in the TungHai Univ (東海大學Our I night venue). I also visited the Chaplin’s office of Tung Hai. However, it was a bit late. The letter and DVD were left in the mail box with my hand-writing note of greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnKNY9DsCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rAkOuLjJnmY/s1600-h/Elder+Yu+kaohsiung.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnKNY9DsCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/rAkOuLjJnmY/s320/Elder+Yu+kaohsiung.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087319585477341218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Kaohsiung&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th of July, I went down to Kaohsiung with HanMei Chuang the stepper. The first stop was the office of CCRA/CCEA in Kaohsiung in the train station church. ElderYu and his secretary Jenjen Yeh (尤富永長老、葉臻臻姊妹)were expecting me. We shared about DOULOS ministry in Japan and Korea. Elder Yu was very pleased to hear that everything ran well in Taiwan. He mentioned that he may get retired next year. After the meeting, we went to the Holy light bible school （聖光基督書院） which was just across the street. However, it was not open due to summer vocation. I had left DVD, letter, and Daniel Chae’s new book there. President of the mission department of holy light is Pastor Kim from Korea, Daniel’s old friend. Meanwhile, on the way to Kaohsiung harbor, I went to “I-can” media office （艾肯廣告）and met Aries Wang the senior AE. It is one of our important publicity sponsors who is also our printer for DOULOS passports and banners. &lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, it was the meeting with Mr. Huang Hsi-Tang （黃錫堂資深專員）, the senior executive officer of Kaohsiung Harbor. He treated us in a 5 star hotel for lunch buffet. For me, he is definitely the most important contact during DOULOS visit to Kaohsiung, a devoted Christian. Soon after lunch, we drove to the Police Radio Station (警廣交通網). This was the best publicity we got before the ship’s arrival. Sister Liu Jing-hua（劉靜華）is the director of the news department of the station. She is from Bread of life church in Kaohsiung (which helped us a lot in many ways). She was pleased to see me even it’s a spontaneous surprise. After that, we drove to Human Resource Bureau and looked for Director-general Professor Timothy Wu （吳英明局長）. He was not in the office then. Nevertheless, all his office staff remembered me and we had a great conversation. He did receive the appreciation pack.&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to Fisherman’s wharf, we drove to the city hall. I met Director Oh of the wild bird foundation in the lobby. He was the person who linked us with some politicians during the DOULOS visit in Kaohsiung. He took me straight in to the office of Director-general of Social Work Bureau. Sam Hsu (許傳盛局長)and Kaohsiung Social work Bureau had been very supportive. They provided many ministry opportunities (orphanages, elders’ home, schools…) and World game volunteers for us to do crowd control. I also went to the information office of the city government. &lt;br /&gt;Then on the way back to the harbor, I stopped by the National Immigration Agency Kaohsiung harbor office. The person in charge of our visa issues officer Howard Chen （陳志豪專員）was there. And he led me to meet with the deputy director of immigration office. We are already old friends after these few months. The gift from us was highly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;The last stop of the day was the fisherman’s wharf, Dakawei developer office (漁人碼頭大卡威發展公司). Vincent Kuo the deputy manager our main contact was in China for business trip. However, we still got to meet up with Vivian Chang, the marketing executive and other staffs. They missed us a lot and expected the DOULOS visit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a busy week for me... When i got back to DOULOS, there were people asking me " how was your break?" %^&amp;*%^$£$%@^*... well, it was great to be home. BUT IT WAS NOT A BREAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-4081433609462539698?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/4081433609462539698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=4081433609462539698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4081433609462539698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4081433609462539698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-week-back-to-taiwan-1st-8th-of-july.html' title='One week back to Taiwan 1st-8th of July'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RpnK2o9DsEI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qT-hbRcg700/s72-c/Youth+missions+conference+2007+(Urbana+Taiwan).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-4705317238727356595</id><published>2007-06-14T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:31:13.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My communication team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFQ4lbXJGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kOyzx0_ck4g/s1600-h/IMG_6755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFQ4lbXJGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kOyzx0_ck4g/s320/IMG_6755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075927188073030754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been a blast for many of us... starting from Day one arriving Fukuoka, three helicopters filming us from the sky. We broke all the past records in numbers of visitors. Tours around the ship all all booked out from the first hour. &lt;br /&gt;I am in a new role leading this team in full capacity after Taiwan. It is a great challenge from inside out. Ivy Chou is the visual designer from Taiwan, who used to work in the same company I co-founded with other 4 people. Very strong personality within and brought professionlism in the team, Ivy herself also had to adjust herself into "the Ray era". She is doing great in almost every job-related persective. Ester from Sicily island is our photographer. I knew her since the ship's visit in 2005. She was in my tour team then, speaking few words of English. She also struggles a lot with some discpline issues like coming to devotions and meetings on time. However, i would say she is still the sweetest girl in the office, in her attitude and positive action. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodrigo my Camera man is working in two full time jobs on board DOULOS. He has to deal with elecrtonic stuff 3 days a week and two days here. Nevertheless, he often worked overnight for projects. I will show you later for our latest video clips. And of course, the mighty Carlien Govender who is the journalist. She never failed to finish her currents, stories, and DOulos letters. And I just got to hear from her this evening that she is expecting a baby now! My goodness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFPB1bXJFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rnxYZt69rAM/s1600-h/Kanazawa+(82).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFPB1bXJFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rnxYZt69rAM/s320/Kanazawa+(82).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075925147963565138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not the least, Marli who joined the team in Japan. She is from Brazil met her husband in the states, worked in Dubai for the last decade as a professional Journalist. Currently, she is in the Action team and I deal with the media in this port... NHK, FUJI TV... and many more. It was funny when the restaurant owner saw me on tV when we had ShuShi the other night. I thought we can have some discount. Appparently not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFHnFbXJEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_2HxPMbdRww/s1600-h/036+Niigata,+Japan+May+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFHnFbXJEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_2HxPMbdRww/s320/036+Niigata,+Japan+May+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075916991820670018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can i say. I am now overseeing such a team and knowing... Our God is in control. I have to be obedient and keep my head straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have a few days before Korea. The expectation went up sky high... This evening in our prayer nightm we sang once again: I will bring you more than a song. It is all about you. i am coming back to the heart of worship. it's all about you Jesus. Stop complaining, the best and the worst still yet to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-4705317238727356595?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/4705317238727356595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=4705317238727356595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4705317238727356595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/4705317238727356595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-communication-team.html' title='My communication team'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/RnFQ4lbXJGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kOyzx0_ck4g/s72-c/IMG_6755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-1351036052159716464</id><published>2007-06-03T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:50:25.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from inside out</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tv0qZl_Qu84"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tv0qZl_Qu84" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-1351036052159716464?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/1351036052159716464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=1351036052159716464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1351036052159716464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/1351036052159716464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2007/06/from-inside-out.html' title='from inside out'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-3309059200540141907</id><published>2007-05-27T01:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T01:50:42.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This had been a week with some doubts emotionally. I am getting into the right track with DOULOS as part of the leadership team. However, the challenges come along without warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another official opening and another new port... 50 countries in 4 years... is that all? or is it just another beginning of another journey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is there for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TVBS在台中與基隆的時候上來拍了好幾天，這個節目叫做「一步一腳印」。一個高水準的得獎節目。我們很榮幸，可以在這樣子的場合與大家分享我們的事工與信仰。這已經於上個星期天晚上十點播出一次了，這個星期六星期日會再重播一次，請大家不要錯過了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我個人是還沒有看到但是從他人口中得知，這是以我在政大新聞系的分享為主軸，然後穿插我們在船上的生活和各樣節目（包括國際之夜的幕後花序）。謝謝大家的關心，這個紀錄片，就算是我與大家對台灣之行的簡短報告吧！&lt;br /&gt;謝謝你的支持與助力&lt;br /&gt;書睿主題:5/20 男孩上船走天下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男孩上船走天下最近有一艘船開到了台灣，它很特殊是一艘圖書館船。船上有來自於全世界大概五十四個國家的志工，而這艘船的發言人是來自於台灣的一個大男孩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;●首播：TVBS-NEWS 55台：每週日22：00TVBS 56台：每週日 24：00●重播： 隔週六14：00、24：00隔週日14：00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-3309059200540141907?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-117163936855638399</id><published>2007-02-16T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T02:28:18.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Camp</title><content type='html'>http://www.jesuscampthemovie.com&lt;br /&gt;this is a controversial documentry film... even from my point of view. check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-117163936855638399?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/117163936855638399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=117163936855638399' title='1 Comments'/><link 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/1600/Vivo%20city%20sg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/320/Vivo%20city%20sg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聯合早報副刊頭版整頁報導&lt;br /&gt;http://www.zaobao.com/fk/fk061113_501.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來到新加坡已經又是一個星期，船上的生活真的是有如一齣永不落幕的劇碼。連續四五天，都跟媒體作第一類的接觸，先是開幕式，來自新加坡國營的數個平面媒體和電子媒體Channel News Asia的著名馬來裔記者RITA的訪問，我們那天的對手可是新加坡內閣開會的大新聞。星期日的晚上，所有中文英文馬來文的新聞都全面報導。你們可以在網路上看到：http://video2.channelnewsasia.com/cnavideos/multiplevideos.asp?skin=player1.swf&amp;filename=sat04.flv&amp;adfilebefore=cna%20video2.flv&amp;adfileafter=&amp;playmode=S  &lt;br /&gt;神特別恩待我們，這次我們停泊的地點，就在新加坡最著名景點聖陶沙的對面，一個全新開幕的購物中心VIVO CITY怡豐城，這個點已經有五年的時間關閉了，特別為了忠僕號的到訪他們再一次開放給我們使用。問任何一個新加坡人，都會覺得不可思議。&lt;br /&gt;星期一上午，新加坡一個最受歡迎的晨間節目"Good Morning Singapore"到我們船上專訪，主持人Steve和製作人GAMAR夥同攝影師音效師和助理在我們船上隨著我穿梭。這就是我這次回來最喜歡的部分，我還記得今年初在卡達多哈半島電台也是跟我一起聊了一個上午。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;比較不舒服的還是沒有諒解的一段感情，而這個環境就是讓人無處可逃，必須要面對過去的傷疤。但是整個過程還是開心的，再次的回到一個很受肯定的環境，在繁複的生活挑戰中有一個自己可以認真服事的位子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油吧，你做的好。我在睡覺前對自己說，然後再那小小的空間，熄了燈。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-116356701570336818?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/116356701570336818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=116356701570336818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116356701570336818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116356701570336818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2006/11/226.html' title='忠僕號在新加坡  回到226船艙'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-116299708283939426</id><published>2006-11-08T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T06:44:42.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>香港一天行</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/1600/P1030738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/320/P1030738.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;見到許多朋友，也勾起許多回憶。M在面臨許多人生的挑戰，我與她一路從中環坐船到長洲再到機場的快線，我能做的只有聆聽。P還是一樣好客，把我都寵壞了，每次來到香港就是吃，這次連老弟都一起帶走了一趟。W好久不見，一看到我就叫「肥佬」，真是有義氣，從柬樸寨回來真是帶著殺氣。到OM香港的辦公室去坐了一個下午，CC果然新官上任三把火，我支持他，有遠見，也要一併行動！走之前和D和新婚太太H在藝術館旁吃了頓漂亮的飲茶，談的不過就是倒扁和食物的美味，老友再聚，快樂得不得了。&lt;br /&gt;來新加坡的班機，非常舒服，國泰還是我的最愛，看了一個很想看的電影{Break up}，感觸不少。&lt;br /&gt;明天船就要入港，我們走著瞧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-116299708283939426?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/116299708283939426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=116299708283939426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116299708283939426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116299708283939426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='香港一天行'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-116197487728348039</id><published>2006-10-27T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:47:57.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我所不知道的彭書睿（下）</title><content type='html'>曾有一個晚上，我一個人突然在夜裡醒來，發現小小的房間只有我一個人，我在德國南部鄉間的一個小鎮拜訪一對正在讀神學院的夫妻，距離這個三千人的小鎮最近的火車站還要開車將近二十幾分鐘。我沒有再睡著，眼睛瞪著手機螢幕上的小框框，數字走阿走著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月我從印度Chennai 離開了「忠僕號」開始述職以來，幾乎大部份的時間都在馬不停蹄的旅行、演講、分享，從澳洲到馬來西亞，從德國法蘭克福到泰國曼谷，從中文到英文再回到中文，面對高中生、家庭主婦、黑市移民、老人家和菁英白領，從面對三個人到兩千人的演講廳，從八分鐘到兩個小時，這英文叫做『I got the whole package』（我體驗到「全套」的）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;船上有一個與我很好的朋友，在YAHOO即時通上面酸溜溜的說：「既然你認為已經夠了，那為什麼還要回來呢？」那天我提到了最近的種種，她就這樣下了一個結論。對阿，我的人生又是面臨另外一個關口，下一步是什麼呢？三十歲，在面臨&lt;strong&gt;所有的可以做的決定的同時，這會不會是一個個人驕傲的選擇呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live by what we believe, not by what we see – 哥林多後書5:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這幾個星期我在台灣的各個城市巡迴分享，面對幾百張面孔，跟他們打開我的秘密盒子，許許多多的影像、記憶、傷痛和歡笑就這樣飛了出來。他們給我了答案，也讓我認識了一個，不熟悉的彭書睿。這個彭書睿，是一個願意擺上的年輕人，將自己最好的年歲奉獻出去，為主作工的僕人，只差沒有殉道。這個彭書睿，會說方言醫病，有各樣屬靈恩賜在遠方行奇事的大能勇士。這個彭書睿代表了一個希望，在我們無力面對虛偽的表象，撕裂的政治語言，市儈的金錢遊戲，膚淺盲從的學生生涯中，一個落下深井的繩子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈，就算他們有王建民，我們可是有彭書睿呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天知道我有多麼軟弱，愧對多少在星期三下午老媽媽們在教會的板凳上為我的禱告，不要說方言醫病，我現在連中文都說不好了。在十一月十五日的主日，我在自己的教會用『什麼樣的時代？什麼樣的兒女？』為題，分享腓立比書二：14~16&lt;em&gt;「凡所行的，都不要發怨言、起爭論，使你們成為無可指責，誠實無偽。在這彎曲悖謬的世代、做神無瑕疵的兒女。你們現在這世代中，好像明光照耀，將生命的道表明出來。叫我在基督的日子好誇我沒有空跑，也沒有徒勞。 」&lt;/em&gt;就是誠實的面對，這樣的高標準，就是一個現在在台灣最不受重視卻最欠缺的Integrity，一個在演講完才開始的演講，一個在見證之後才開始的見證。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一對小兒麻痺的夫婦，會後把我拉到一旁去「我們身上只有這一千塊，但是我要全部奉獻給你」這位太太含著淚光一面說，一面看著我帶去的照片，照片上的人們笑得燦爛，有蘇丹的難民，有斯里蘭卡的破瓦屋，有羅馬尼亞的吉普賽人。「這我不能收，」我說真的，就算我一路為明年募款，也不能拿這奉獻。說實話比起機票、電腦和每個月的保險那一千塊幫不了大忙。「不，這是我們願意擺上的！」她興奮的帶著淚光，「你說明年船要來台灣，我又有活下去的理由。他們會不會接待像我們這樣的…」我誠惶恐的收下「當然當然，我一定請您們吃一頓飯」我後來得知，這位太太因為身體宿疾，有長期的憂鬱症，曾經輕生過，先生開計程車辛苦的養一家人…&lt;br /&gt;他們期盼的臉孔，讓我想起在忠僕號上的許多類似的時刻。我明明白白的記得那面孔。無助的男人帶著小孩來討一頓三明治、沒有父母的頑皮小孩在甲板上的書堆裡鑽進鑽出、變性的邊緣人只想跟人正常的說句話、每天只能睡兩個小時的年輕漁工顫顫兢兢的和我們握手，說認識你，真好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正因為如此，我才要請各位成為我的助力，讓我能有勇氣接下這個高標準的挑戰。這更是一種責任！在軟弱時剛強壯膽，在這瓦器裡榮耀那個寶貝，成為那個我所不知道的彭書睿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;願主施恩憐憫。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-116197487728348039?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/116197487728348039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=116197487728348039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116197487728348039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116197487728348039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_116197487728348039.html' title='我所不知道的彭書睿（下）'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-116194824683805711</id><published>2006-10-27T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T10:46:24.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我所不知道的彭書睿（上）</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/1600/shine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/320/shine.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是在台中。在一個主日簡短的分享之後，一個媽媽走到台前，悄悄的問了我的電話：「可不可以讓我的兒子跟你走一趟？」她的兒子大專畢業在等當兵，無所事事，每天就是網路、電視和睡覺，幾乎斷定自己得了憂鬱症。「他應該多看看世界，多瞭解一下世界上有這麼多比他不幸的人，也許多聽聽你的分享可以改變他的人生…」「呃，這不太好吧。因為…」我想講，我不是答案。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不是妳兒子的答案，我也不是那個躺在病榻上失去雙目的羅馬尼亞老婦的答案，我也不是那個在波斯灣最有影響力卻荒唐的無所適從的英國記者的答案，我甚至沒有如何自律減肥的答案。我不知道為什麼在這彎曲悖謬的世代，應該有如明光照耀的我們卻這麼無力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為，我只是我而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，這幾禮拜，我發現了一個我所不知道的彭書睿…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-116194824683805711?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/116194824683805711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=116194824683805711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116194824683805711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116194824683805711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_27.html' title='我所不知道的彭書睿（上）'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-116194802215772959</id><published>2006-10-27T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T04:20:22.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>妳呢？你呢？</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We live by what we believe, not by what we see – 哥林多後書5:7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二千零六年秋天，這個世界特別的煽動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;泰國首相在紐約聯合國演講的前一晚，坦克開進曼谷市中心佔領個了國家電台，從「忠僕號」開往機場的高速公路上，我親眼看到數以百輛計的軍用卡車疾駛而去；匈牙利首都布達佩斯的街頭憤怒的青年跪在勝利廣場的石磚上，向說謊的國家領袖咆哮，十天前我站在同樣的地點看著國家美術館搭配著藍藍的天；台北的街頭秋意甚涼了，而人民在我們自己的廣場穿著紅衫激情的喊著「下台下台」，那晚我騎著五十CC的小摩托車從高掛在天的禮、義、廉、恥四個氣球下，呼嘯而過。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我再次的疑惑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人們是憤怒的、困惑的、失望的、激動的、不安的、仇恨的。從蘇丹的達富省，伊拉克巴格達的街頭，黎巴嫩貝魯特市郊，到台南府城的火車站前。&lt;br /&gt;自從四年前邀請您和我一起成為那「真正遠方的祝福」，我們的腳步一起從非洲到歐洲，再到中東與南亞，親眼見到坦克從旁開過，親手抱著垂死的嬰孩，親耳聽到汽車炸彈的攻擊，親身躺臥在無際沙漠，透過半島電台向全阿拉伯世界說話，在肯亞上頭版新聞，在莫三比克濕熱無望的監獄帶領全屋的人決志，在斯里蘭卡和叛軍的領袖對話，在西西里的一家咖啡店看著失業老人吸完他的最後一根煙...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們一起在見證一個歷史，一個主即將再來的歷史。有悲傷有狂喜，有戰爭的風聲，有地震，有人奢華的浪費與無謂的虛擲青春，有人站在廣場呼喊，有人坐在自己建造的牢籠裡等著另一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也有人，默默的服侍這樣的一個世代，用他所有的，所沒有的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-116194802215772959?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/116194802215772959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=116194802215772959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116194802215772959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116194802215772959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='妳呢？你呢？'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36496724.post-116162507649089491</id><published>2006-10-23T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:09:06.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for another jump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/1600/Flying%20Taiwanese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1759/4079/320/Flying%20Taiwanese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am now in Taiwan for my furlough. It was a precious quiet time for me to stay at home. I loved every moment of it. After being on board DOULOS for the last couple of years, the experience had taught me to be humble, flexible, and even crazy at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The plan is to be back on board in Singapore (November). Please stay tune with me for now, expecting the best and the worst in the days to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;我們一起在見證一個歷史，一個主即將再來的歷史。有悲傷有狂喜，有戰爭的風聲，有地震。有人奢華的浪費，有人無偽的虛擲青春，有人站在廣場呼喊，有人坐在自己所建造的牢籠等著另外一天….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;但是，也有人，默默的服侍這樣的一個時代，用他所有的，所沒有的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36496724-116162507649089491?l=praygo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/feeds/116162507649089491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36496724&amp;postID=116162507649089491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116162507649089491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36496724/posts/default/116162507649089491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://praygo.blogspot.com/2006/10/ready-for-another-jump.html' title='Ready for another jump'/><author><name>NOBODY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18339547569489119111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yftCkEzPbjg/Svp9QUU2QJI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/39ar8S7mPFY/S220/run+r.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
