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Divine Resurrection &gt; Easter
10am, April 12th 2009
St John’s-St Margaret’s Church
Christ Sanctuary

Keep tabs on the lives of five Christians and how they struggle to find out what Easter really, really means.
Contributors:
Wayne, 28, Public Relations
Elizabeth, 24, Writer
Natalie, 17, Student
Zheng Wei, 22, Designer
Steven, 32, Banker</description><title>T H R E E / D A Y S</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @3days)</generator><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Empty chairs, but never empty hearts Lord.
What are you waiting...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/BwMBJtuJElxjl0bmdItzztQUo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Empty chairs, but never empty hearts Lord.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;What are you waiting for?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/93196665</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/93196665</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 13:18:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Steven</title><description>&lt;p&gt;God, I don’t know if I made the right choice.  The more I think about it, the more I feel that I should have just gone with the easier decision.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So there goes my promotion opportunity.  But I’m going to trust that God will provide.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I’m going to choose to worship and glorify His Name.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/92532965</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/92532965</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 06:04:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Natalie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Can I say something?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m scared to meet with you. I’m afraid of the power I know you possess over my life, the magnitude of the love that you’re waiting to shower upon me, the glorious plans you seem to always have waiting to protect me in my weakness.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You are always waiting for me. Without fail, I’ll drag my tired feet and heart to church every sunday and I’ll have this huge baggage of disappointments, hurt, pain and deceit that I’ve collected with me throughout the week. I’d be burnt out, bruised, exhausted to the core&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and then there you’d be. Waiting. Never too tired, never too angry, never lacking in grace, mercy and love. The very things that restores my heart. And you do it all - over and over, sunday after sunday, because you love me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I’m not afraid to have that down in words. It’s the one thing I’ve carried with me all my life. but to claim it as my own?  Your kind, gentle and forgiving love, for me?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I could never figure that one out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m waiting for answers, I always have been.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please Lord, this easter. Find me at where I’m at - you know I’m a stubborn one, and though You and I know that my heart and will is weak, this is I know for sure, and this you must know: I love You.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/92241503</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/92241503</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 09:58:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>WAYNE</title><description>&lt;p&gt;So many opportunities to invite people, but I never let drop the face that has become me in my work, I never get the opportunity to show the real me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why can’t I just let go and let God speak through me, instead of letting my public relations training get in the way?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In times like these, I really need to pray.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s been a long time since I’ve prayed last.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear God, hear your servant out? &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Give me the words to speak, and the strength I need to step out and do your work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/90520019</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/90520019</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2009 21:28:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ELIZABETH</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’m so tired.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s tough running on your own. Be it a race against time, or a race for freedom, liberation, answers, whatever it is you’re looking for - it’s tiring. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need You. When the going gets tough I seem to remember You. When things are all rosy cosy I become the worst friend ever to You and I’m sorry.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You are not my vending machine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Teach me that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will go for Easter. I hope nothing crops up ‘cos I really want to swing back (full-force of course) into the life You want me to live.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yes, that means that my sorry excuse of a life has to go, and I have to let go and let God.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What can I say, actions speak louder than words hey?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/90065027</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/90065027</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 12:55:49 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Easter Publicity Video</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tlf3dES5nvE&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tlf3dES5nvE&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Easter Publicity Video&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/90051390</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/90051390</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 12:01:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Natalie</title><description>&lt;p&gt;truly tired of this fight. and what for? Why are all my defences up, but forever against the only ones who really love me?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;like &lt;i&gt;you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;you, you, you. i’ve been trying to understand this miracle that you’ve posed us all with..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;it’s always been like this, me trying to push you away. for sad, petty reasons that I myself find laughable. you must be so tired of me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Easter in a few days. Please God, I just need you so much closer&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89702873</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89702873</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 10:53:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>“Jesus Christ” by Brand New
Jesus Christ,...</title><description>&lt;object width="400" height="336"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bi70n_HFRtk&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bi70n_HFRtk&amp;rel=0&amp;egm=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="336" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Jesus Christ” by Brand New&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus Christ, that’s a pretty face&lt;br/&gt;The kind you’d find on someone that could save&lt;br/&gt;If they don’t put me away&lt;br/&gt;It’ll be a miracle&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do you believe you’re missing out?&lt;br/&gt;That everything good is happening somewhere else&lt;br/&gt;But with nobody in your bed&lt;br/&gt;The night is hard to get through&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I will die all alone&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/b&gt;And when I arrive I won’t know anyone&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again&lt;br/&gt;So what did you do those &lt;b&gt;three days you were dead&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br/&gt;Because this problem’s gonna last&lt;br/&gt;More than the weekend&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well, Jesus Christ I’m not scared to die&lt;br/&gt;I’m a little bit scared of what &lt;b&gt;comes after&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do I get the gold chariot?&lt;br/&gt;Do I float through the ceiling?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Do I divide and fall apart&lt;br/&gt;Cause my bright is too slight to &lt;b&gt;hold back all my dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This ship went down in sight of land&lt;br/&gt;And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know you’ll come in the night like a thief&lt;br/&gt;But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique&lt;br/&gt;I know you think that I’m someone you can trust&lt;br/&gt;But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up&lt;br/&gt;(everyone now)&lt;br/&gt;So do you think that we could work out a sign&lt;br/&gt;So I’ll know it’s you and that it’s over so I won’t even try&lt;br/&gt;I know you’ll come for the people like me&lt;br/&gt;But we all got wood and nails,&lt;br/&gt;And talk dirt at hating factories&lt;br/&gt;But, we all got wood and nails&lt;br/&gt;And talk dirt at hating factories&lt;br/&gt;Yeah, we all got wood and nails&lt;br/&gt;And we sleep inside of this machine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So i sort of feel this way now, like no one understands the things i see, the things i’ve done. no, i’m not proud of them, no one knows, except maybe God who’s watching. and i don’t understand how he can keep loving when we keep sinning. i don’t know, and i don’t know what comes after. why does being a christian have to be so hard sometimes?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;- Wayne&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89638742</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89638742</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 04:42:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>WAYNE</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Oh, our church is having another Easter Service.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yet more fanfare and pomp.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They even gave me a namecard to invite friends with, as if I didn’t already have enough of &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I guess I’ll &lt;i&gt;try &lt;/i&gt;to invite a friend when my schedule frees up.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89409425</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89409425</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 13:00:37 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>STEVEN</title><description>&lt;p&gt;God, you can be funny at times you know?&lt;br/&gt;The CEO and Senior Management team are coming over the Easter weekend to review my performance.  My direct boss told me that they have been very impressed with my performance and would like to chat on a possible promotion.  Meeting time &lt;i&gt;- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;10 am Sunday&lt;/i&gt; for brunch at The Line, Shangri-La Hotel.&lt;br/&gt;And Mabel has readily agreed to come for Easter service.&lt;br/&gt;What do you want me to do God?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89080763</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89080763</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 13:20:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ZHENG WEI</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Project after project, &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; life doesn’t get any easier. I’ve exhausted all of me, can I do more? I really don’t understand why I don’t know how to say no.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to take a short holiday during the coming Good Friday weekend. I submitted my leave application, enthralled by thoughts of me lazying my tired, weary self on sand-crusted beaches… alas, work calls. Work &lt;i&gt;always &lt;/i&gt;calls.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m 22, not 49. I’ve not lived my life. Sometimes I think that this is the life I want. Manmade of course. No I’ve not forgotten you God. I do think about religion, church and all that once in awhile. Here in this arty world of creative minds, it’s really hard to be a Christian. I’ll admit it. I have a playlist of all my favourite Christian songs on my iTunes. Colleague approaches and it’s Linkin Park all over again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘Cos that’s &lt;i&gt;cool &lt;/i&gt;right. I don’t know why I’m ashamed of You. I do want to get back in the game you know - serve and all. Where’s my place? They don’t need me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89079206</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/89079206</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 13:14:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>ELIZABETH</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sooo…. I went to church today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now what&lt;/i&gt;, God?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88739800</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88739800</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 10:19:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>STEVEN</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I had the most peculiar conversation with a non-Christian friend today.  It was almost as if God was asking me “Steve, have you forgotten your calling?” &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Mabel and I met regularly for lunch and we would chat about life, the joy and the sorrows that came with it.   She would share about how she found raising her children challenging and I would share about how I had to spend the midnights of the past week in the office. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This lunch was different.  We were at Simply Sandwich down Robinson Road when she asked me outrightly, “Why haven’t you asked me to church before?”  I was baffled for a few moments and found myself coming up with as many reasons as I could to defend myself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“Err religion is always a sensitive topic which I tend to avoid unless I know the person well.” I replied, crossing my fingers, hoping that she would accept my feeble response.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“I have many good friends who are Christian but for some strange reason, nobody ever asked me to church.” she continued.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The questions were directed at ME.  I couldn’t avoid it.  It was as if she was asking me to invite her to church.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;“Well I am glad that you asked.  We have an Easter service coming up in April and I would be most delighted to invite you.  Would you like to come?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;She chuckled and assured me that she wasn’t asking for an invitation.  It was a &lt;i&gt;casual comment&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have always and still believe that relationships are everything.  Relationship are important because it helps us understand our friends better and the struggles they have when dealing with issues on religion, which way of life, God.  I realise that I haven’t taken the next step to make Christ known to them.  Amazing how God has His ways of reminding us of our calling. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear God, prepare Mabel’s heart as Easter approaches.  Help me be bold in speaking the Truth.  Everyone needs to know the Truth.  Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88739452</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88739452</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 10:17:25 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What will you be doing this easter?</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/BwMBJtuJElc3mzntiGTgHa3go1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;What will &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; be doing this easter?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88507964</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88507964</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Mar 2009 14:32:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Natalie </title><description>&lt;p&gt;can’t figure out right now if things really will be ok. there’s a lot to remember, a lot to hold onto, a lot to let go of. Not quite sure which is which, what is what, how to handle this or that.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I wish i could be a little more for you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;please don’t come to me with an invitation, you and i both know that i don’t deserve it..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but you will anyway, and I will never understand that. You love me &lt;i&gt;too much. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88524057</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88524057</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 13:07:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Elizabeth</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What’s the point? I haven’t been going to church for awhile now. Been so busy with work, hardly have time with friends, family - where am I going to find time for all this?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88522380</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/88522380</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 10:00:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Credit: WAToday
9 I say to God my Rock,  “Why have you...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://9.media.tumblr.com/BwMBJtuJEkxsd5849FO0Snr4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.watoday.com.au/entertainment/piaf-theatre--hot-picks-20090130-7tv0.html"&gt;WAToday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-14565" class="versenum" value="9"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; I say to God my Rock, &lt;br/&gt; “Why have you forgotten me? &lt;br/&gt; Why must I go about mourning, &lt;br/&gt; oppressed by the enemy?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-14566" class="versenum" value="10"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; My bones suffer mortal agony &lt;br/&gt; as my foes taunt me, &lt;br/&gt; saying to me all day long, &lt;br/&gt; “Where is your God?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup id="en-NIV-14567" class="versenum" value="11"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; Why are you downcast, O my soul? &lt;br/&gt; Why so disturbed within me? &lt;br/&gt; Put your hope in God, &lt;br/&gt; for I will yet praise him, &lt;br/&gt; my Savior and my God.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Psalms 42: 9-11&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/85568823</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/85568823</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 12:44:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Three Days to...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Three days to…?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Keep yourself updated here. check back for regular updates! :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/85456257</link><guid>http://3days.tumblr.com/post/85456257</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 03:01:52 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
