<?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-6858047159431940396</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:47:52.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn One thing at a time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantpure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858047159431940396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantpure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Want Pure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280868609059867358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858047159431940396.post-677058681949245689</id><published>2009-03-31T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T05:45:57.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;his afternoon I drove home after I passed my driving test . Along the way, I was tempted to go back to my old shelf. Then I was reminded of an image of Jesus wept. I told myself I do not want to waste the effort God has been trying to teach me. All the more I don't want Jesus to weep for me because I disobey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always pride myself in my driving . I passed my driving test first time 25 years back when I was a teen. I always boasted that if a person is able , then others should give way to him or her.&lt;br /&gt;As such my driving for the past 25 years has been shaped into all the bad habits one can ever think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't signal when turning . I told friends signal is to inform others that I am going to turn , but if I know there is no other road users around , I don't have to waste my effort to signal. I jumped queue in inter-section or traffic lights . My close friends warned me about traffic bully . I&lt;br /&gt;told them I should be safe because gangsters only come out at night or odd hours whereas my timing is peak hours in the morning and after office. I am not bound by speed limit at all . And so far have never been caught speeding driving . But God knows. With this attitude , all the good advices did not change me anything. I am getting bolder and worst . I behaved like a road gangster myself , jumped queue , no signalling , instead of give way when come out from intersection , I forced my car out so that on-going car has no choice but to give way to me. My family members did not approve my driving , they refuse to allow me to take turn as one of the driver in long distance journeys. I know it so I don't show it when they are my passengers , but God sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day God said times up , I need to obey roads rules is when I re-located to another country . First day I landed there I kept hearing how tough to pass the driving test in this country . I don't think there is any problem with me. I don't understand what is so difficult , afterall most of us have been driving for the past 20 or more years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second night I re-located to that country I started to drive. Though not knowing the route , the way , the place , I still managed . One week later I could drive alone without directions. Within one month I managed to drive to highway on a long distance journey by following the maps myself . I took things for granted . I continued to drive in my own way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 3rd March came my first driving test . The examiner failed me because of three things : I drove too slow , stopped abruptly , not smooth progressing. I couldn't believe my ears . I couldn't accept the fact that I failed. What about many praised me as a skilled driver. How could I failed ? How could he failed me? How could God allowed this to happen to me ?&lt;br /&gt;I cried and cried . I cried my anger out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the second attempt on 19th March . Its a blow when the examiner failed me because&lt;br /&gt;I failed to observe the traffic through rear window while reversing . I cried and cried again.&lt;br /&gt;My son asked me have I forgotten he has reminded me to do so before . I said yes I remembered he told me so . It was God speaking to me through my son. I woke up and openned my eyes to see . I see that God is telling me its time I learn to unlearn old things and re-learn new things. Throw away the old and bad things . And pick up new and good things.&lt;br /&gt;I am forever thankful to God that He has never leave me nor forsaken me. When I was blinded by the pride and praises of the world , He is still faithfully and patiently wait for me to come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I confessed my sins. I re-examine my driving. I see that I refused to obey laws , I go my own ways and still boasted about it. I learn humiliation at the same time. I asked to be coached . I accepted commends and really listen , listen with humble heart to learn , to do the correct things. Not just to pass the driving test. This pleases God . Finally , I hear what God wants me to know. I learn humiliation, I learn to be humble, I learn to obey laws , I learn to&lt;br /&gt;give ways , I learn if I don't do the correction now , I might be in bigger trouble somedays soon.&lt;br /&gt;I learn that God allowed me to fail 2 times because its better to see me cried because of failing the driving test than to see me cried because of accidents .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have get my driving licence in this country that I have just re-located to , I have a choice . To go back to my old self and continue to sin and one of these days I will bear the consequences of sin , died or injured in accident or I can set myself free from this and follow rules&lt;br /&gt;and knowing that God will be pleased with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;W P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;31st March 2009 10:27 pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6858047159431940396-677058681949245689?l=wantpure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wantpure.blogspot.com/feeds/677058681949245689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wantpure.blogspot.com/2009/03/driving-test.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858047159431940396/posts/default/677058681949245689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6858047159431940396/posts/default/677058681949245689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wantpure.blogspot.com/2009/03/driving-test.html' title='Driving Test'/><author><name>Want Pure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15280868609059867358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
