<?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-5689037069248000177</id><updated>2011-09-24T20:16:56.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My True Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>as I Try to Listen to God's voice</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4105502047806913210</id><published>2011-06-17T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:35:38.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have complained so much lately, many things have been taken away from me, it has caused pain, anger and some sort of bitterness in my soul.  God has said NO and I am trying to accept His Will and the fact that He knows better than I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend, I cried my heart out to Him, I was desperate, I felt agony and I told HIm I needed an answer from Him.  24 hours He sent a lady my way to give me prophetic words and He answered each one of the questions I made the night before.  I am unworthy! after all I said He still showed His mercy and Love my answering, He calmed my soul with His tenderness, and I cried in His arms like His little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was an unforgettable night.  I still have His Words in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow will be a great day! Some new friends He gave me and I are going to lead worship and praise time for kids :)  I am excited and grateful for this BIG YES  He sent me. :)  I want to do ALL FOR HIM AND BECAUSE OF HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4105502047806913210?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4105502047806913210/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4105502047806913210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4105502047806913210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4105502047806913210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2011/06/his-will.html' title='His Will'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6679580919706596939</id><published>2011-04-28T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T19:22:18.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86uLhdc5W_s/TbogWAUpR6I/AAAAAAAAA8g/5onZFz0ZXos/s1600/fasldkf.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86uLhdc5W_s/TbogWAUpR6I/AAAAAAAAA8g/5onZFz0ZXos/s320/fasldkf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600824649004435362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;have built a city here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Half with pride and half with fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Just wanted a safer place to hide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I don’t want to be safe tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need You like a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hurricane &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Thunder crashing, wind and rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;To tear my walls down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I’m only Yours now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I need you like a burning flame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A wild fire untamed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;To burn these walls down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I’m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yours now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;“Hurricane” - Jimmy Needham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6679580919706596939?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6679580919706596939/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6679580919706596939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6679580919706596939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6679580919706596939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2011/04/hurricane.html' title='Hurricane'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-86uLhdc5W_s/TbogWAUpR6I/AAAAAAAAA8g/5onZFz0ZXos/s72-c/fasldkf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3231517160661760489</id><published>2010-06-29T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:41:48.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have found...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/TCpoXB8MJRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/P-70hI_GD-4/s1600/IMG_3185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488313840771540242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/TCpoXB8MJRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/P-70hI_GD-4/s400/IMG_3185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;... a  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;that &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lights up&lt;/span&gt; every room. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3231517160661760489?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3231517160661760489/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3231517160661760489&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3231517160661760489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3231517160661760489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-have-found.html' title='I have found...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/TCpoXB8MJRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/P-70hI_GD-4/s72-c/IMG_3185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7066197333846505327</id><published>2010-06-02T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:30:07.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I meant it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When I told you I wanted you to do ur will in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When I asked you to show me what things are pleasing for you and which ones are not so I can get rid of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When I sang to you asking You to never let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;When I offered you my heart, soul, voice, hands and life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIES WITHOUT YOU DAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478259952511519714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/TAawZtiyi-I/AAAAAAAAA3s/4rC6l3YyFmg/s400/mend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7066197333846505327?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7066197333846505327/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7066197333846505327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7066197333846505327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7066197333846505327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-meant-it.html' title='I meant it'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/TAawZtiyi-I/AAAAAAAAA3s/4rC6l3YyFmg/s72-c/mend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8426359748712897542</id><published>2010-04-06T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:05:03.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be a sweet sound :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;♫♪...Heal my heart and make it clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Open up my eyes to the things unseen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;show me how to love &lt;strong&gt;like You have loved me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;...&lt;strong&gt;Break&lt;/strong&gt; my heart from what breaks yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;everything I am is for Your Kingdom's cause...♪♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457240230885783346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/S7wDE4fq9zI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ezZyLxMSx-4/s400/praise.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Father &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;has given me the chance to do what I love doing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the most again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SING TO HIM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been given the blessing to sing at church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with adults and kids &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my heart feels an explosion of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy everytime I do it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want Him to use my voice to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;touch lives and be heard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by His LOVING HEART.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8426359748712897542?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8426359748712897542/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8426359748712897542&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8426359748712897542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8426359748712897542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2010/04/let-it-be-sweet-sound.html' title='Let it be a sweet sound :)'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/S7wDE4fq9zI/AAAAAAAAA2s/ezZyLxMSx-4/s72-c/praise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-856206459402513362</id><published>2010-01-01T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:14:50.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;1. I resolve to love God with all my hear, mind and soul and ACT like I truly truly do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;2. I resolve to honor Him through my relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;3. I resolve to be the kind of woman that can truly inspire and love my earthly prince :) To be his help and support whenever he needs it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;4. I resolve to take good care of all material things God has given me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#336666;"&gt;5. I resolve to be an instrument that brings people to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421928340672334450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sz6PGWdlynI/AAAAAAAAA0E/s6uamVw5wqQ/s320/DSC05041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord, I put this year in Your Hands.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;Here I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;I surrender to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;I want to be the daughter you deserve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;I want to sing to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;worship you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;praise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;serve you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;Honor you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-856206459402513362?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/856206459402513362/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=856206459402513362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/856206459402513362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/856206459402513362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions :)'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sz6PGWdlynI/AAAAAAAAA0E/s6uamVw5wqQ/s72-c/DSC05041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6462228413352031817</id><published>2009-12-19T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:23:44.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>In the last couple of weeks I found it hard to get to sleep. I wanted to and I closed my eyes but I just couldn't quiet my heart and mind.&lt;br /&gt;The fear of what is going to happen next year in my life wouldn't leave.&lt;br /&gt;It was until a couple of days ago when I said: Lord, I'm nervous, anxious, fearful, worried, kind of sad but I want to lay it all down to you.  I want to Trust you, I want to live in the CERTAINTY of your word and your Love. &lt;br /&gt;Then I was able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a reminder for me:&lt;br /&gt;The True peace that we all want and nees is only found in Jesus and His Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's gonna happen next year but God won't leave me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6462228413352031817?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6462228413352031817/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6462228413352031817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6462228413352031817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6462228413352031817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-682144165848587963</id><published>2009-11-25T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:20:22.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecurity with Physical Flaws</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;As I was reading Leslie's blogs God spoke to me A G A I N ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Insecurity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;is simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;an &lt;em&gt;unhealthy &lt;/em&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;on yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;a &lt;em&gt;healthy&lt;/em&gt; focus on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408276640657645490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sw4O801xH7I/AAAAAAAAAyE/gdIRVASkXbg/s320/DSC05839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I am reading "Captivating" for the third time and it's amazing how God shows me something different every time I do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Today I had a BIG SMILE on my face all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I feel in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I feel thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I am blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-682144165848587963?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/682144165848587963/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=682144165848587963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/682144165848587963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/682144165848587963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/11/insecurity-with-physical-flaws.html' title='Insecurity with Physical Flaws'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sw4O801xH7I/AAAAAAAAAyE/gdIRVASkXbg/s72-c/DSC05839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6528548659217709850</id><published>2009-11-24T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:39:14.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Swxr83DskzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Va9bcVEgUZg/s1600/2010logo2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 89px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407815945880900402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Swxr83DskzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Va9bcVEgUZg/s320/2010logo2_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As Leslie said:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not your typical girl’s conference! It’s an intense, inspiring call to enter the battle for Truth. It is a challenge to die to self, lay everything on the altar before God, and enter the fray armed and ready to build the kingdom of God. If I could summarize the theme of this conference, it is captured in this powerful quote by Amy Carmichael:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What is the secret to great living? Entire separation to Christ and devotion to Him. Thus speaks every man and woman whose life has made more than a passing flicker in the spiritual realm. It is the life that has no time for trifling that counts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The general sessions and the tracks seem so interesting ! I would absolutely love going there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;These are the things I need and I'm gonna start praying about it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;1. AMERICAN VISA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2. $200.oo for the conference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;3. Get a flight to Colorado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you read this, I wanna ask you to join me in prayer :) thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5Qun291l3M&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f5Qun291l3M&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;God bless Leslie and her ministry :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6528548659217709850?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6528548659217709850/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6528548659217709850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6528548659217709850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6528548659217709850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna-go.html' title='I wanna go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Swxr83DskzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/Va9bcVEgUZg/s72-c/2010logo2_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4213763933548760777</id><published>2009-11-12T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:45:03.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild vs. Wise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm a fan of the blog called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GIRLS GONE WISE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;it's one of the best things a girl can read, if she wants to know what God wants and plans for her.&lt;br /&gt;Mary Kassian, the author of the blog, wrote 20 Points of Contrast between the Wild Thing of Proverbs 7 and a Girl-Gone-Wise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403397869635234642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Svy5u-e161I/AAAAAAAAAxE/E93e81NZIZ4/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It is so worth YOUR CLICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ IT !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marykassian.com/wp-content/uploads/girls-gone-wise-summary-chart.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://www.marykassian.com/wp-content/uploads/girls-gone-wise-summary-chart.pdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S the girl in the photo is my best friend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4213763933548760777?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4213763933548760777/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4213763933548760777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4213763933548760777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4213763933548760777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/11/wild-vs-wise.html' title='Wild vs. Wise'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Svy5u-e161I/AAAAAAAAAxE/E93e81NZIZ4/s72-c/DSC00125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-1632207324270525879</id><published>2009-10-23T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:28:22.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All The Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That "beauty crisis" had abandoned me until last night. The thoughts of comparing myself to "beautiful girls" started to dig deeper in my soul causing me so much pain and anger.&lt;br /&gt;The fear of being replaced in my boyfriend's life by a TRUE beauty made me say and do stupid things last night.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even want to talk to God, not because I was mad at him but because I couldn't understand why I lack so many things that other girls have. Those women who are never invisible, those women that get all the attention they want and even more.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I showed up to work today wearing a big fake smile on my face. I came back home and while I was working on the tranlation of some things for church I put my music player on shuffle mode.&lt;br /&gt;All kinds of songs came to my ears. Then it played. THE SONG God gave me today, by one of my favorite singers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="file://www.jjheller.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;JJ HELLER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396015438173667090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SuJ_c6LdfxI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Lsoq9EdgA_0/s320/dfasdfasdfaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know that she’s a&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;when I look into her eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I be&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ve in every word she says&lt;br /&gt;She’s out to start a fire burning everything I have&lt;br /&gt;I can’t put it out ’cause it’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;all inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you sing&lt;br /&gt;I hear you sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You call me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You call me out of death and let me try again&lt;br /&gt;You call me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You call me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;clean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then you show me all the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that you see in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hear her whisper and sometimes I hear her &lt;strong&gt;shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You’re &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not good enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and you will never be&lt;br /&gt;But if I focus on your singing I can start to tune her out&lt;br /&gt;’Cause you came with a love to set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you love me enough to die&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to see the value that you place on me&lt;br /&gt;And you say I’m &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;worthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank You Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know me so well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-1632207324270525879?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1632207324270525879/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=1632207324270525879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1632207324270525879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1632207324270525879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-beauty.html' title='All The Beauty'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SuJ_c6LdfxI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Lsoq9EdgA_0/s72-c/dfasdfasdfaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-2813653825197860105</id><published>2009-10-19T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:47:00.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Fade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know how long this song has been out but I heard it for the first time last Saturday and I loved it. It made me reflect on many things and it gave me the urge to share it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-8SYA6rfbs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-8SYA6rfbs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This past weekend God showed me and my boyfriend His love and grace in such AMAZING way again!&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt in my heart about Him wanting us together and the way He is working in our hearts to become more and more like Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If all young people out there want to have a happy marriage, they need to follow God's way and to surrender to His Will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If we are grabbed by His hand on the first steps, He will NEVER LET GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2813653825197860105?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2813653825197860105/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2813653825197860105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2813653825197860105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2813653825197860105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/10/slow-fade.html' title='Slow Fade'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8159608514403190850</id><published>2009-10-05T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:28:36.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I ever ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;...be free from all my insecurities as a woman/girlfriend/teacher/singer/writer/friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389321764352503730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Ssq3l0CDL7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/HWvbdcke_Ws/s320/wonder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the answer is ... N O &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;It will never happen. Why would I need Jesus then? How His &lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;would beautify me? How His &lt;strong&gt;Mercy &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;forgiveness&lt;/strong&gt; make me humble ? Why would I seek His face for? How His strength would be perfect in my weakness? Why would I return to &lt;em&gt;HIM&lt;/em&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;As tears roll down my face I ask my Lord to remind me who I am in Him. I want to&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;myself the way&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He sees me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I want to hear what Jesus thinks of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;not what those thoughts in my mind shout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"ALL HUMAN BEINGS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE AN EMPTY SPACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN THEIR HEARTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; IN THE SHAPE OF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8159608514403190850?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8159608514403190850/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8159608514403190850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8159608514403190850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8159608514403190850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/10/will-i-ever.html' title='Will I ever ...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Ssq3l0CDL7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/HWvbdcke_Ws/s72-c/wonder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6864775073996659803</id><published>2009-10-01T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:19:27.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#336666;"&gt;Tonight at the end of light&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;I thought I heard my heart stop beating&lt;br /&gt;I long for you to hold me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel like Eden&lt;br /&gt;The twilight tried it’s best&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I feel good and evil&lt;br /&gt;Against my chest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#336666;"&gt;My hunger led me to your hope&lt;br /&gt;Until the end of this colder season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;(allie Rogers lyrics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387852019594063970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SsV-3aJGcGI/AAAAAAAAArw/neMvX_J-crg/s320/trees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;new Allie Roger's album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noisetrade.com/allirogers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.noisetrade.com/allirogers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6864775073996659803?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6864775073996659803/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6864775073996659803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6864775073996659803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6864775073996659803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/10/hoy.html' title='Hoy'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SsV-3aJGcGI/AAAAAAAAArw/neMvX_J-crg/s72-c/trees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6437046904460614007</id><published>2009-09-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:23:56.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He knows about it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;One of my co-workers has lost two babies. 3 months ago she found out she was pregnant again but she refused to wear pregnancy clothes because she did not want to have a false illusion she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Last week, she was finally happy about her new baby. The doctor said everything was fine. Today we heard she had a miscarriage again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I haven't talked to her yet cuz I'm trying to find the right words to say, I want God to talk through me, I want to be&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIs Mouth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for that hear ached woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I can't imagine how's that pain like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I know God does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;He gave His Only Son .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"&gt;I pray My King to give me the right words....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382271503783011314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SrGraouxo_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/7p5uilVFi5Q/s320/DSC04728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6437046904460614007?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6437046904460614007/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6437046904460614007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6437046904460614007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6437046904460614007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-knows-about-it.html' title='He knows about it...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SrGraouxo_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/7p5uilVFi5Q/s72-c/DSC04728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6837127587855465995</id><published>2009-09-09T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:19:05.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music of My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I imagine the first thing I did when I heard Your voice was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can see myself singing to Your ear Father,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Whispering some Love Words the world will never know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Offering You my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;first concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Trying to sing the melodies that Your Love created &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your&lt;em&gt; smile&lt;/em&gt; gave me the first sense of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;harmony&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;drumming of your fingers&lt;/em&gt; taught me what&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't think of any other reason why everytime I sing to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it feels like an &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;explosion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of love in my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;too much for my human body to express &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;too &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;deep&lt;/span&gt; for any language to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The strong vibration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;of these vocal chords &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;is not enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to release my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I imagine the first time You told me You loved me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you did it with a &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;song&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now let me Sing For You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERMORE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379656315357851426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sqhg6oqXbyI/AAAAAAAAAqA/MSYSogSOEhM/s320/SING2U.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sqhg6oqXbyI/AAAAAAAAAqA/MSYSogSOEhM/s1600-h/SING2U.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6837127587855465995?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6837127587855465995/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6837127587855465995&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6837127587855465995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6837127587855465995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-of-my-heart.html' title='Music of My Heart'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sqhg6oqXbyI/AAAAAAAAAqA/MSYSogSOEhM/s72-c/SING2U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3399545046031419617</id><published>2009-09-02T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:06:05.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;I happen to be girlfriend of a very God-passionate man and he's been really busy at church so I felt neglected... partly because the only time we spend actually together is on weekends and now that he's been so busy we hardly have time for us. This is helping me to get used to the new situation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Entrust your loved ones to Me; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;release them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  into My protective care. They are much safer with Me than in your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;clinging hands&lt;/span&gt;…When you release loved ones to Me, you are free to &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cling to My hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  As you entrust others into My care, I am free to shower blessings on them. My Presence will go with them wherever they go, and I will give them rest. This same Presence stays with you, as you relax and place your trust in Me. Watch to see what I will do. (based on Genesis 22:9-12, Ephesians 3:20 and Exodus 3:12)”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sarah Young, Jesus Calling&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(I found it in Emily's blog btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;I know that God is the center of everything and I'm happy to see the way he serves and gets involved in so many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Seeing the way he serves at church made me feel like I'm not doing anything relevant for God nor in neither out of church so I started feeling sad and useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;My boyfriend helped me to see all things I can make to glorify God and that helped me a lot but it wasn't quite clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;Today as I was reading a purpose driven life and talking to my King, I could draw some conclusions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;1. The thing I want to do at church to serve others is ...SING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;yes, that's why I've been attending singing classes at church. I did sing in the other church where I used to go for 7 years and nothing made me more passionate and excited. I'm 100% sure God placed that passion and skill in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;I will keep waiting for the right time when God says it's time for me to sing again. In the meantime, I will prepare myself spiritually and technically. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;2. In one of my favorite blogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incourage.me/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http//www.incourage.me/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt; I found a woman that is doing exactly what I wanna do for God!!! When I saw her bio I could see in words the desires of my heart. For the last 3 days I tried to figure it out and I started feeling frustrated so I find it amazing how God could use that blog and that woman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chattingatthesky.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;http//www.chattingatthesky.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt; to clear things in my mind. I want to be : A WRITER, PHOTOGRAPHER, TEACHER WHO TALKS TO WOMEN ABOUT JESUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;3. God wants to use our abilities, gifts, past experiences, personality and heart to HIS SERVICE and that's what I want to offer HiM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;"&gt;4. He used imperfect people before, he can use me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377069788197592466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sp8we8IAnZI/AAAAAAAAApg/8V_7Fez3yp0/s320/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3399545046031419617?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3399545046031419617/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3399545046031419617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3399545046031419617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3399545046031419617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-it.html' title='That&apos;s it !'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sp8we8IAnZI/AAAAAAAAApg/8V_7Fez3yp0/s72-c/DSC00684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4289687390094239425</id><published>2009-09-01T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:32:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His real will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sp3lhgB20LI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9wE1QFNjBqY/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376705893846405298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sp3lhgB20LI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9wE1QFNjBqY/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As I post this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;photo (of myself) with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;an encouraging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bible verse on it ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I fear ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so I pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;God to take away my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and thoughts that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;do not come from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;olvide llevar mi pregunta SOLO A TI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;y hoy sufro por eso ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4289687390094239425?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4289687390094239425/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4289687390094239425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4289687390094239425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4289687390094239425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/his-real-will.html' title='His real will'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/Sp3lhgB20LI/AAAAAAAAApQ/9wE1QFNjBqY/s72-c/DSC00688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7552115010879387883</id><published>2009-08-29T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:25:52.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"&gt;Amazing love&lt;br /&gt;Now what else shall I need&lt;br /&gt;Your name brings life&lt;br /&gt;It's more than the air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world was changed&lt;br /&gt;When Your love You gave for me&lt;br /&gt;My purpose found&lt;br /&gt;And all that You want for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found myself in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where I can see You face to face&lt;br /&gt;And all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is worship You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375436693601764514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SpljMUq7xKI/AAAAAAAAApA/YyIIgdXBGMQ/s320/288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That Hillsong song has been in my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heart and mind for the last week...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the middle of  the pain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my body is right now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I find strength to sing and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worship my &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Maker&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for I know He is my &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;Healer&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7552115010879387883?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7552115010879387883/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7552115010879387883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7552115010879387883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7552115010879387883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/08/found.html' title='Found'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SpljMUq7xKI/AAAAAAAAApA/YyIIgdXBGMQ/s72-c/288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8056576193830791481</id><published>2009-08-27T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:46:06.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romans 8:28</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose" (NVI)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;I have to admit this Bible verse always was hard to believe for me. Perhaps because that's the same verse people recite to you when you're going through a painful or problematic situation. And in the middle of our pain, sin, sickness and worst suffering we don't get to quite UNDERSTAND THOSE WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I read day 25 of a Purpose Driven Life. I finally got it. It finally I understand  what My King means in those words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's trying to form Jesus character in us and that's why we have to get through all the circumstances he lived on earth. The bad things do not necesarily come from God but He always allows each one of them. The difference is that He uses everything to accomplish His purpose. So when people think they are hurting you, God uses always turns it into something good for us to mature and be like His Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having some hard days here... I'm sick, having problems at job and that makes me feel so frustrated and sad but this is the first time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I REALLY CHOOSE TO HOLD ON TO HIS WORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long will all this last but I'm certain that God is going to use everything and turn it into something good that meets His purpose for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374855066217384626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SpdSNJ0YirI/AAAAAAAAAoY/h6O-ETHHtaE/s320/romans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8056576193830791481?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8056576193830791481/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8056576193830791481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8056576193830791481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8056576193830791481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/08/romans-828.html' title='Romans 8:28'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SpdSNJ0YirI/AAAAAAAAAoY/h6O-ETHHtaE/s72-c/romans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4434955031583752043</id><published>2009-08-24T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:02:26.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to visit the doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week I started feeling pain in my chest or... was it the breast? I couldn't really identify where the pain was coming from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I decided not to make a big deal out of it so I just tried to ignore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Yesterday the pain reminded me it was still there even when I tried to hide it with the happiness of being around the people I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;Today, I could not handle it anymore so I went to the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;He said I MUST LOSE 66 POUNDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;yes, 66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;60 plus 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;30 plus 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;50 plus 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;it does not matter how you put it, it is still A BIG NUMBER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;The overweight has caused the cartilage in my ribs to be swollen and that's when I feel that terrible pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;In addition, my blood pressure is not normal for a person my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;So it came to my mind, a passage of one of the books I'm reading:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;The person who weights considerably more than he should, and whose heart has to pump blood through miles of additional fat cells and clogged arteries will have to pay the price for that additional train on his system and will have no grounds for asking , "How could God do this to me?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;so the only guilty of this is no other than...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYSELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;what have I done to the temple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;where The Holy Spirit abides?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373730273880709026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SpNTNn1sF6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WsmibZZAAuc/s320/DSC05319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The doctor prescribed to me some pills to lose weight and it all will start tomorrow. I pray God to have the strength and will in Him to do this for my own good and let's be hones, for my self-esteem as well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope I can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4434955031583752043?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4434955031583752043/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4434955031583752043&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4434955031583752043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4434955031583752043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-went-to-visit-doctor.html' title='I went to visit the doctor'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SpNTNn1sF6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/WsmibZZAAuc/s72-c/DSC05319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3872443675925110492</id><published>2009-08-18T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:26:34.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving others</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Day 16 in the book I'm reading explains why loving others is the second most important thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;How in the end it won't matter how many degrees, cars or possessions we have but what really matters is THE TIME WE SPEND WITH THE ONES WE LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371510580262868002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SotwacvSFCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KdQABiYDWTk/s320/enelcar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Ironically, last weekend my boyfriend was talking to me about his concern on my relationship with others. He made me see how important is not to let friendship die and take care of the ones that have been with us through good and bad times. I gotta admit I did NOT have the best reaction. Now I know it wasn't really him but it was God talking to my heart through his mouth and letting me know the things I gotta fix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;It is so amazing to have a godly man by my side. One who really loves Him and really wants our realationship to make our Lord smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;there are certain wounds in my soul related to my relationship with others, you know them well I ask you in Jesus name to pour your healing love on me. The love that will make my pain, insecurities and personal issues go away so I can relate to others easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;I want to live that purpose I was designed for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;I'm yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3872443675925110492?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3872443675925110492/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3872443675925110492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3872443675925110492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3872443675925110492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/08/loving-others.html' title='Loving others'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SotwacvSFCI/AAAAAAAAAn4/KdQABiYDWTk/s72-c/enelcar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-2433972520073544797</id><published>2009-08-14T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:22:43.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Yesterday I found myself in a very weird and painful situation.&lt;br /&gt;I was the object of attack of an anonymous message in one of the "social" networks I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;Someone used by the devil himself sent word right to my heart. As I read them I could feel how each word was slowly ripping off my delicate soul.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought someone could hate me so much and think all kind of disgusting things about me and about my family.&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction was to cry. A lot. Then I went to my bedroom and cried on my Heavenly Father's arms and also talking to my boyfriend on the phone and hearing how he reminded me of how much God loves me and how HE's got everything under control helped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose not to do anything back, not to ATTACK back, not to take revenge and try to fix things on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I layed all my pain, frustration, shame on my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 hours later I could see His Hands working on my favor and He impressed me once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good to know that this fight is not mine is His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370009642587467954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SoYbUYLZMLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/fQPJgqW6cGM/s320/P1010312d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;photo by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;"Focus on giants—you stumble.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on God—your giants tumble".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;Facing Your Giants by Max Lucado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2433972520073544797?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2433972520073544797/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2433972520073544797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2433972520073544797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2433972520073544797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/08/under-attack.html' title='Under attack'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SoYbUYLZMLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/fQPJgqW6cGM/s72-c/P1010312d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5752784373115209269</id><published>2009-08-10T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:43:37.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do to ple&lt;/span&gt;ase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; act of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;WORSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368499093640971970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SoC9e216BsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/r9w6-ls4qCA/s320/P1010109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Today, as I was reading Day 8th. I thougth of all the things I do on a daily basis and how I never saw them as an act of worship.    After all he's done and after all the love My Father has given me the least I can do is live to please Him and to make HIm Smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;It is hard sometimes cuz we are all human but He sees our hearts like no one else does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5752784373115209269?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5752784373115209269/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5752784373115209269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5752784373115209269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5752784373115209269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/08/worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SoC9e216BsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/r9w6-ls4qCA/s72-c/P1010109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8351793333366195328</id><published>2009-07-29T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:47:42.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A driven purpose life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;Next Sunday a new campain will start at church based on this great book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364061606632237362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SnD5nHigKTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/m6G5Cbe68N4/s320/PurposeDrivenLife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; have always wanted to read it and for any reason I never get to do it. So this time I'm ready to immerse myself in what God says about my purpose on earth. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;Another great thing about it is that my lovely boyfriend, which is now in the same church as I am, is gonna read it to so it is fantastic to be in sync with God and having the love of your life be on the same page as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;Only You Lord have restored all things in me.  Last week I took a look back to July 2008 and it was way different from now. I was in a process of disciple and desert. Now I feel like you've made everything new and I genuinely feel like I am trying to follow your will and be filled with your word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;tHaNK yOU fAtHeR !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8351793333366195328?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SnD5nHigKTI/AAAAAAAAAl0/m6G5Cbe68N4/s72-c/PurposeDrivenLife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4966370464542512647</id><published>2009-07-21T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:23:29.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SmZpeoICXZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Y8CMJkfjrDE/s1600-h/fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361088381319273874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SmZpeoICXZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Y8CMJkfjrDE/s400/fav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's you that I have to run to&lt;br /&gt;when I'm feeling insecure &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's you the one with the perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;words to heal my heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's You Lord and only You...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who reveals my true identity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the beauty that I miss &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I'm thinking about my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flaws.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's You the reason why my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;voice is broken when I sing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Your voice that wakes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me up with a sunshine made &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's You my Beloved &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My True love that I give all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the Glory to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4966370464542512647?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4966370464542512647/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4966370464542512647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4966370464542512647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4966370464542512647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-you.html' title='It&apos;s You'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SmZpeoICXZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Y8CMJkfjrDE/s72-c/fav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6170533969062364286</id><published>2009-07-08T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:12:04.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SlVDTKxTzAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wpSq8fhYLV4/s1600-h/S4021187.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356261328414821378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SlVDTKxTzAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wpSq8fhYLV4/s320/S4021187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you're not like &lt;strong&gt;him &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I know you wouldn't hurt me the way he does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;but today I need to hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;and feel you close to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;because my concept of "father" seems to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;fade away when his bitter words cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;the&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;walls of my heart and his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;violent hands tear apart the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;softness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;"&gt;of my feminity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6170533969062364286?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6170533969062364286/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6170533969062364286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6170533969062364286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6170533969062364286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/07/fragile.html' title='Fragile'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SlVDTKxTzAI/AAAAAAAAAi8/wpSq8fhYLV4/s72-c/S4021187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8425576539268031161</id><published>2009-06-29T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:36:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Speaks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;He knows the things that catch our attention so he uses them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;to talk to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;I've been listening to what my Father wants from me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;I'm humbled by the fact He takes time to listen and to reveal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;His will to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;There's nothing like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;the time alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#996633;"&gt;with you Father&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8425576539268031161?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8425576539268031161/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8425576539268031161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8425576539268031161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8425576539268031161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/06/god-speaks.html' title='God Speaks'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-632129035930456280</id><published>2009-06-25T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:02:20.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He talked to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SkQcCkd2SXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/QRZwkPKS7h8/s1600-h/cab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351433087697176946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SkQcCkd2SXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/QRZwkPKS7h8/s320/cab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;After reading the whole twilight series, I'm reading this book "La Cabaña", I looked it up in English but I did not get any results....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The thing is that, I haven't finished reading it but I gotta say there's something special about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Let me tell explain why, like 2 nights ago I had a problem with my father so I cried a lot.  At midnight I opened this book and God talked to me through the pages I was passing, to the point that I had to stop reading and cry out to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My hands covered my mouth for a long time so my broken voice wouldn't wake my parents up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I had a special night with my Heavenly Father because of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Last night also, while reading, I had to spot and thank God again .... because some lines said something like :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMETIMES WHEN PAIN IS THE ONLY THING YOU CAN SEE, YOU CAN'T SEE ME, BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN I'M NOT THERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So, I truly believe God can talk to our hearts through many things and BOOKS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Isn't he &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-632129035930456280?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/632129035930456280/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=632129035930456280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/632129035930456280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/632129035930456280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-talked-to-me.html' title='He talked to me'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SkQcCkd2SXI/AAAAAAAAAhI/QRZwkPKS7h8/s72-c/cab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-1361249450997345251</id><published>2009-06-17T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T17:05:20.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;it's Father's Day, and I already hug my dad and told him that I love him very much. Then my heart was filled with the desire to do the same to my Heavenly Father, the One that never lets me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348451767149585954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SjmEi39C5iI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZVb_cMd3LSg/s320/skyp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the BEST. No matter how much everyone can love their father on earth and how much they can say their father is the best. The only Truth is that there is no FATHER like YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were with me even before I was born. You were with me in those dark nights when loneliness knock my bedroom door and I felt abandoned by my parents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were with me through that violent, twisted and depressing teen age years.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have seen me grow, cry, laugh and lear the easy and the hard way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your love is beyond any description this child of yours could possibly make.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Father's Day to the PERFECT FATHER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I still can't believe you call me YOURS ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and hide me under your wing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-1361249450997345251?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1361249450997345251/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=1361249450997345251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1361249450997345251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1361249450997345251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SjmEi39C5iI/AAAAAAAAAe4/ZVb_cMd3LSg/s72-c/skyp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7232611291897615425</id><published>2009-06-16T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:15:12.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My king</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I always lack the perfect words to talk or express&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; His Perfection&lt;/span&gt; so this video helped me a lot!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help crying.&lt;br /&gt;It describes all the amazing things my King is.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't watched this before, I highly encourage you to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You won't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2z15FlTONVo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2z15FlTONVo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7232611291897615425?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7232611291897615425/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7232611291897615425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7232611291897615425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7232611291897615425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-king.html' title='My king'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4707065013454449321</id><published>2009-06-15T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:58:36.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you buying it ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I watched this video in one of my favorite blogs and I decided to share it here. It really makes you think and reflect about the things in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Last nigt, God made me think about how I should forgive anyone who has hurt me if I want my prayers to be listened.   Sometimes people, even our own friends damage our heart and if we don't lay it all in God's hands, these wound will take our spiritual health away and won't ler our words and requests be heard by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/imE0pYtfymI&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/imE0pYtfymI&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/5689037069248000177-4707065013454449321?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4707065013454449321/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4707065013454449321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4707065013454449321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4707065013454449321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/06/are-you-buying-it.html' title='Are you buying it ?'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3958608517106700415</id><published>2009-06-08T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T14:53:22.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prayer</title><content type='html'>Last night at church, the pastor talked about how a life of prayer does not mean to be kneeling right next to your bed for 5 hours.   A life of prayer means to be aware of God's presence in every area of our lives and MAKE HIM PART of everything.   Invite him to every room in our hearts so He can show his perfect will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make this a reality in my life, a lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to let God in a corner, forgotten and ignored.   After all things he's done and given me , that would be so ungrateful  and yet THAT is exactly what I do when I do things I know He won't like or when I let the chains pull me back to sin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the midst of all the confusion in my head about my job and those ghosts called fears that haunt me.... I know you're there.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I confess that I belong to you and I ask you to open my heart and ears so I can listen to your&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet voice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3958608517106700415?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3958608517106700415/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3958608517106700415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3958608517106700415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3958608517106700415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer.html' title='prayer'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-2703244173294083530</id><published>2009-04-27T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:37:03.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SfZrXi6CDAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/W0EwodWi-hM/s1600-h/pinkum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565261290933250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SfZrXi6CDAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/W0EwodWi-hM/s320/pinkum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;... by how The Lord moves every piece in my life in His perfect time ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've cried a lot during the last days ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;These gratitude tears feel so warm inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am so blessed that I feel like my heart is going to explode!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;[ The girl in the photo is my friend Angie, but I thought it shows the feeling I have inside]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2703244173294083530?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2703244173294083530/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2703244173294083530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2703244173294083530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2703244173294083530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/04/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SfZrXi6CDAI/AAAAAAAAAZk/W0EwodWi-hM/s72-c/pinkum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6062695635135505735</id><published>2009-04-20T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:04:05.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing with Rachael</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;Let's say that ... instead of complaining of the stress I had to deal with today, the fear that some words planted in my soul, and the pain I feel in my legs right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I CHOOSE TO SING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BECAUSE HIS HEART WILL ALWAYS BE MY HOME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AT HOME I'M SAFE, I'M LOVED, I'M FORGIVEN, I FIND REST &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M NOTHING BUT DAD'S LITTLE GIRL AGAIN...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEEDING HIS EMBRACE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdEMcV7-zRY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PdEMcV7-zRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;[your hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;are always open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt; to catch me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;when I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt; have seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;beyond the things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt; I'm guilty of]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6062695635135505735?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6062695635135505735/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6062695635135505735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6062695635135505735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6062695635135505735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/04/singing-with-rachael.html' title='Singing with Rachael'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5011922892847450628</id><published>2009-04-07T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:32:55.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been almost a month...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;...since I went to a retreat called "Captivating".&lt;br /&gt;It is inspired on the book by Stasi Eldredge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/captivating" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i250.photobucket.com/albums/gg263/NapiliHonu/Captivating1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#339999;"&gt;God talked to me in such an amazing way that I wanted to stay like that for ever.&lt;br /&gt;He showed me my past and present wounds, the wounds that caused me to act in a false identity and do things I wasn't designed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not like any other retreat. It was different. I discovered my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feminity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;identity&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back home, I wanted to let every woman around me the things I learned, and for some reason they didn't want to listen or they didn't pay attention. My sister was the only one who listened carefully and I felt so good about sharing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next days, God brought to my life some women who opened their heart to me and told me their lives in 5 minutes. I could see things I could not have seen before. I could see their wounds and how their pain was causing them to hurt others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them words that only God could put in my mouth and I'm positive it was HIM, not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel like I'm in a process, and I want God to be the only one who answers the question : am I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;captivating&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;and I know the answer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5011922892847450628?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5011922892847450628/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5011922892847450628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5011922892847450628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5011922892847450628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-almost-month.html' title='It&apos;s been almost a month...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-463945740175373481</id><published>2009-03-04T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:32:38.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basically ...</title><content type='html'>I changed my layout and went back to my last blog title...&lt;br /&gt;because this is going to be my DEVOTIONAL BLOG :)&lt;br /&gt;So, you're free to choose to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY DEVOTIONAL BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY TEACHING BLOG or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY PERSONAL BLOG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I becoming addicted to blogging?&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;yup.!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; personal blog&lt;/strong&gt; is going to be in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPANISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UNDER CONSTRUCTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5689037069248000177-463945740175373481?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/463945740175373481/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=463945740175373481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/463945740175373481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/463945740175373481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/03/basically.html' title='Basically ...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8551236796786123524</id><published>2009-03-02T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:04:36.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't It true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A woman's sorrow are always connected to someone ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"That's because God gave us a special heart to relationships. There's a need in our hearts to have things under control and to never feel lonely. Our vulnerability makes us unique and when we tried to hide it we are fighting against the nature of our souls." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Captivating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I choose not to fight it but Oohh Lord I want to control it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SayBOsrvIAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jH-g96v_tLg/s1600-h/P1031283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308760150275727362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SayBOsrvIAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jH-g96v_tLg/s320/P1031283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Having your heart&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;locked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for many years and then just open it in a second can lead to an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;explosion&lt;/span&gt; of colors, words and feelings you didn't even know were buried &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;inside&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Did you see my tears today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;Did you hear my voice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;"surrender" ... You whispered gently ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8551236796786123524?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8551236796786123524/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8551236796786123524&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8551236796786123524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8551236796786123524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/03/isnt-it-true.html' title='Isn&apos;t It true?'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SayBOsrvIAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/jH-g96v_tLg/s72-c/P1031283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6166227560576942960</id><published>2009-02-24T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:55:38.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 semanas (o eso conte)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;25 semanas&lt;br /&gt;en las que he&lt;br /&gt;logrado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;QUERERTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;BESARTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;EXTRAÑARTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SENTIRTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;OIRTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HABLARTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;SUSPIRARTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;LLORARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;ADMIRARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;SOÑARTE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306557362715329122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SaStzljhgmI/AAAAAAAAAQA/g2LpYhhYb-8/s320/rom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;T E A M O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;y te lo gritan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MI CORAZON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MI ALMA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MIS OJOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MIS MANOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI OLOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;MIS LAGRIMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MIS RISAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MIS SUEÑOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;MI RESPIRACION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MI SANGRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI SER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;MI PIEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MIS PALABRAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIS FOTOGRAFIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MIS LLAMADAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MIS CELOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;MIS CAPRICHOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIS CANCIONES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Heavenly Father: You know how much I thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;for bringing him into my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think you like to see how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;he makes me smile and dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me be the woman he needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;so together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;we can be what you want us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6166227560576942960?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6166227560576942960/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6166227560576942960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6166227560576942960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6166227560576942960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-semanas-o-eso-conte.html' title='25 semanas (o eso conte)'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SaStzljhgmI/AAAAAAAAAQA/g2LpYhhYb-8/s72-c/rom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-1113709295964406704</id><published>2009-02-20T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:22:41.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Around one o'clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;I wrote this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He sings to me when the wind blows my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He sings to me when the sun light comes through my window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He sings to me when I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He sings to me everytime that my heart beats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh my Beloved! Let me hear your songs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I will sing them back to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305100260733702754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SZ-AlFrdUmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/wdfDxBsjlTw/s320/DSC04489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-1113709295964406704?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1113709295964406704/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=1113709295964406704&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1113709295964406704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1113709295964406704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/02/around-one-oclock.html' title='Around one o&apos;clock'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SZ-AlFrdUmI/AAAAAAAAAPA/wdfDxBsjlTw/s72-c/DSC04489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7682388581078235302</id><published>2009-02-17T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:06:03.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tres Cosas Que Toda Mujer Anhela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&gt;Que la enamoren&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&gt;Jugar un rol irremplazable en una gran aventura&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&gt;Revelar belleza&lt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303951864135298002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SZtsHm-OK9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/qcDZOku2his/s320/DSC04266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El vio que los ojos de [....] estaban llenos de lagrimas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Estas llorando?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;soy&gt;"Soy una mujer del desierto", respodio desviando su rostro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pero sobre todo, soy una mujer"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The alchemist&lt;pero&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7682388581078235302?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7682388581078235302/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SZtsHm-OK9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/qcDZOku2his/s72-c/DSC04266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4801576470575617052</id><published>2009-02-09T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:50:12.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth the wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She's 44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She feels lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She gave up the dream of a wedding, a marriage and kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She thought "those stories" were not for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She told God that she was going to lay it all down on Him and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;that she decided to be content with the things and blessing He had given to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;One week later, she met this man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Honorable, a seeker of God's presence, mature, very serious and true to himself, a wise man who has known how to manage the wealth God has given him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;He instantly fell in love with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She still can't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;She says this is even more that she had dreamed of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And there she goes telling every little thing alive of the WONDERS OF GOD and how when you surrender to HIm , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He really IS IN CONTROL&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Hearing her story this morning made me cry because I had felt exactly the same way until God brought to my life the man I had dreamed about (and even more)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;It feels so good to know that God moves every piece of your life, it makes you wanna cry to see His mercy, His good desires for His children...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;He does even more than what we expect ! and if it's taking too long ... just wait and see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You'll be another one who says : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979481799910770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SZDcwL5RZXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LJK6LAD7P7Y/s320/loving_you_by_isacg_mod001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4801576470575617052?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4801576470575617052/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4801576470575617052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4801576470575617052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4801576470575617052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/02/worth-wait.html' title='Worth the wait'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SZDcwL5RZXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/LJK6LAD7P7Y/s72-c/loving_you_by_isacg_mod001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8077991799207882412</id><published>2009-02-04T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:56:12.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love woke me up this morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...with a memory &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love came and whispered a story &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That awakened a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a beautiful castle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a beautiful &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He left the comfort of his throne &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fight for victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dreamer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take me higher &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open the sky up &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start a fire &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if it's just a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love woke me up this morning &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I ran to see &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The king in the winners' circle &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the horse he won for me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You are Able &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, YOU listen to every single word &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You amaze me ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, You answer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...(tears)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8077991799207882412?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8077991799207882412/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8077991799207882412&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8077991799207882412'/><link 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href="http://setapartgirl.com/article-FEB-myperfectvalentine.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://setapartgirl.com/article-FEB-myperfectvalentine.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood:&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing worse than seeing your father sick, worried and sad&lt;br /&gt;and your sister crying&lt;br /&gt;and you know you can't do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hAVE mercy of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This family &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2907649820201798168?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2907649820201798168/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2907649820201798168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2907649820201798168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2907649820201798168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-perfect-valentine.html' title='MY PERFECT VALENTINE'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6576445052643255086</id><published>2009-01-25T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:04:53.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I done...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(with my [live]journal? it was set to private, private as in "I'm the only one allowed to read" and I'm not using it anymore :S  I guess I will write it down right here)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember those walls I built?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are tumbling down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they didn't even make a sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found  a way to let you in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I never really had a doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing in the light of your halo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got my angel now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like I've been awaken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every rule I had to breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's the risk that I'm taking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ain't never gonna shut you out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every where I look now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorrounded by your embrace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see your halo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y0u're everything I need and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's writtten all over your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see your halo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hit me like a ray of sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;burning through my darkest night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the only one I want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I'm addicted to your light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swore never fall again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but this don't even feel like falling &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see your halo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got my angel now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6576445052643255086?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6576445052643255086/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6576445052643255086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6576445052643255086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6576445052643255086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-have-i-done.html' title='What have I done...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7584531638855620232</id><published>2009-01-19T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:45:06.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A special request</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you believe in the healing power of Jesuschrist...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm gonna ask you to take 30 seconds to help me pray so He can restore my health.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been having some health issues and I'm seriously not feeling good and I'm scared and worried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I read about the symptoms on internet and it does not sound good AT ALL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to have an ultrasound which is going to let me know exactly what this is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Father:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have mercy of me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know that all this might be my fault and I am really sorry ... please FORGIVE ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; You know how much it gets me to be sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take all control of my body &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just say the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt; and I shall be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;healed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Jesus Name...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7584531638855620232?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7584531638855620232/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7584531638855620232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7584531638855620232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7584531638855620232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-request.html' title='A special request'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3356179616204588729</id><published>2009-01-14T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:00:09.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si ves a mi amado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;...hazle saber &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;que estoy enferma de Amor por el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;y que no puedo dormir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Mis ojos se secan de llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;y no lo encuentro en ningun lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;y no lo siento como ayer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Tan acostumbrada estoy a El, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;que hasta mi carne siente su ausencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Vuelve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;que el invierno ya paso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;dejame escuchar tu voz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;paseando por el jardin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291334367016188018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SW6YknXQ-HI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JkyzEFDvxxU/s320/wings.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3356179616204588729?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3356179616204588729/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3356179616204588729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3356179616204588729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3356179616204588729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-ves-mi-amado.html' title='Si ves a mi amado...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SW6YknXQ-HI/AAAAAAAAAKE/JkyzEFDvxxU/s72-c/wings.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4564058951495599569</id><published>2009-01-12T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:43:58.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am Makes a Difference</title><content type='html'>Just watch&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;I already know who I'm giving the blue ribbon to&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ohh the story of how I got to see this video is in my other blog&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;feel free to take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sN_LPTNQEqM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sN_LPTNQEqM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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title='Who I am Makes a Difference'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3271421382671980328</id><published>2009-01-07T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:15:38.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...like every woman out there...&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've found myself with some extra pounds and that makes me feel so insecure and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault, I HAVE ZERO SELF CONTROL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288739527748016066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SWVglFz818I/AAAAAAAAAJU/9zh1rc8uSjA/s320/iopcar+-+copia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday at church, the pastor asked us to set some goals not only in the spiritual or financial areas but also in the physical one. Guess what I chose..... mmhmm WEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it normal to even be afraid that my boyfriend won't like me anymore for gaining those pounds? He hasn't said anything like that , but like any other woman (same phrase again) I need to feel beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in one of the sites I visit very often :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When I look at you… I love what I see! If you could grasp how beautiful you are in my eyes, then you would never feel insecure again. Your Prince (Psalm 45:11) "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is absolutely true! and I do believe it, but it is my JOB to do all things I can to be Ok, pretty and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I'm gonna do my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY, I MAKE commitment to myself (period)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3271421382671980328?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3271421382671980328/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3271421382671980328&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3271421382671980328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3271421382671980328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-just.html' title='I&apos;m just...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SWVglFz818I/AAAAAAAAAJU/9zh1rc8uSjA/s72-c/iopcar+-+copia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-1120902441080016346</id><published>2008-12-31T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:51:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got the idea from &lt;a href="http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm loving that blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2008 Recap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think my previous entry pretty much describes my feelings about 2008 and all the events it brought to my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was not a good year and I did not make any resolution the first day of this year. I am a resolutions person but I was so sad, depresed and angry that I thought I could live my life just waiting for things to come and living it THE WAY I THOUGHT IT WAS BETTER, without ever consider God's thoughts or Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What were the results? you may ask...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, a year full of failure, sadness, loss, discipline from God (just like a loving Father does)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I just realized that I always asked God to give me a car and he gave me the exact amount of money I needed for it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What did I do with it ? you may ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm everything, except buying the car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I let 2008 be a year of BAD DECISIONS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The good thing is that God is so good to me that He was with me along the desert, His mercy never failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He is letting me finish this year with my eyes wide open, my heart trusting in Him, my soul longing for His presence, with my family together, having a great relationship with my true friends, hired in a new school, IN LOVE WITH A GREAT MAN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286135974696851010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SVwgqW44FkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uizmbJotsdI/s320/praying_girl_eliz_1_copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavenly Father:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's finally over. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2008 is finally over and I want to place 2009 in your hands once again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the very first minute of the year I want to be close to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to start this new year partying or with fire works and calls from people... I want to start this year ON MY KNEES, giving YOU ALL THE GLORY FOR THE GREAT THINGS THAT ARE COMING CAUSE WE'RE GONNA WALK HAND IN HAND AND ALSO FOR THE NOT SO GOOD THINGS THAT MAY COME CAUSE I KNOW YOU WILL BE WITH ME.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-1120902441080016346?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1120902441080016346/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=1120902441080016346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1120902441080016346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1120902441080016346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SVwgqW44FkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uizmbJotsdI/s72-c/praying_girl_eliz_1_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-2551363978014203637</id><published>2008-12-23T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:12:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I woke up in tears today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tears of repentance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tears of regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;All these images came to my head, images of this year, images of all the wrong decisions I made, all the mistakes I could avoid and I didn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;all those times God talked to me and tried to draw me back to Him and I just said "NO"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It just hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I failed like never before this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I was my Father's dissapointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I walked away from Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I Shut the door to His Love and Purpose and let myself be ruled by other gods&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283095929862505042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SVFTwdXEQlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/a2C2ea0s3hI/s320/repentance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Father:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;As I lay on my bed, today Deceber 23rd 2008, I just realized of how WRONG I'VE BEEN ALL YEAR LONG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;All those times I offended you and let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry that I forced you to get my attention through pain and loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry that I did not want to listen You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry that I did not appreciate your LOVE and Mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry that I let my heart break into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry to have been looking for love in all wrong places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry that I let my flesh rule my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am sorry for not taking care of all the blessings I had, now I see it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ohhh Father....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I am deeply sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;FORGIVE ME FATHER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;For 12 months I was blind, my sin made me blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I have been wasting my time so far from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Make me whole again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I can't believe how after all my sin, you still forgive me and give me another chance, a new beginning and You impressed me with things I never expected to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Lord, these months have been so hard and I've cried because I've been feeling hurt, angry, dissilussioned and bitter but I never cried like today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Father, Now I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I finally see....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;How I long to live for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;and start this new year taken by you Hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Trusting in Your word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Resting in You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Loving you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;as You've been loving me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2551363978014203637?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2551363978014203637/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2551363978014203637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2551363978014203637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2551363978014203637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/tears.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SVFTwdXEQlI/AAAAAAAAAHc/a2C2ea0s3hI/s72-c/repentance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4018231695479919744</id><published>2008-12-22T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:51:02.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to the young adults group of my church. The youth pastor talked about "gifts". How we anxiously wait for gifts these days but we tend to forget about the most precios gift of all ..."salvation" and the right we have as children of God to enter his presence by Jesus blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Father gave what He loved THE MOST and sometimes we just take that gift for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to have that in mind, not only this time of the year but every day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some shots of last night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;youth pastor :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282686329493013986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SU_fOlE-ReI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MCxkPLefuhc/s320/DSC03933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and this is his wife singing... (I soo want to be like her )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282686758705806274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SU_fnkBRu8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ztaXy7ginJk/s320/DSC03936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another thing that made me cry was when he said that we should finish this year giving God all the glory even when we did not have THE BEST YEAR , even when we felt like it would never end and it was full of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It wasn't the best year for me, specially the last 6 months but I'm certain that I would NOT BE STANDING HERE IF IT WASN'T FOR MY FATHER'S LOVE AND MERCY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will dedicate 09 to Him from the very beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4018231695479919744?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4018231695479919744/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4018231695479919744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4018231695479919744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4018231695479919744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-night.html' title='Last night'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SU_fOlE-ReI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MCxkPLefuhc/s72-c/DSC03933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5436628758045519926</id><published>2008-12-16T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:36:08.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SUirf11br9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/X9-oHN1fExw/s1600-h/JESUS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280659126607392722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SUirf11br9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/X9-oHN1fExw/s320/JESUS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my portion&lt;br /&gt;my maker&lt;br /&gt;my husband&lt;br /&gt;my savior&lt;br /&gt;my hope&lt;br /&gt;my brother&lt;br /&gt;my helper&lt;br /&gt;my healer&lt;br /&gt;my refiner&lt;br /&gt;my purifier&lt;br /&gt;my lord&lt;br /&gt;my master&lt;br /&gt;my example&lt;br /&gt;my teacher&lt;br /&gt;my sheperd&lt;br /&gt;my keeper&lt;br /&gt;my leader&lt;br /&gt;my feeder&lt;br /&gt;my resting place&lt;br /&gt;my drink&lt;br /&gt;my peace&lt;br /&gt;my wisdom&lt;br /&gt;my righteousness&lt;br /&gt;my sanctification&lt;br /&gt;my redemption&lt;br /&gt;my all in all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5436628758045519926?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5436628758045519926/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5436628758045519926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5436628758045519926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5436628758045519926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-is.html' title='He is...'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SUirf11br9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/X9-oHN1fExw/s72-c/JESUS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-9104201974254667277</id><published>2008-12-15T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:06:50.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my Journal</title><content type='html'>Taken from my Journal, and for some reason I decided to put it here too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard how some people say that they are sorrounded by a hundred people yet they feel so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I experienced the opposite thing.&lt;br /&gt;I was sorrounded by no one.&lt;br /&gt;My mom was watching tv in her room.&lt;br /&gt;My dad was disappointed about a mini stereo he bought and then he did not like, so he was there sitting in the living room couch, trying to figure out what to do and then he fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;My sister is working.&lt;br /&gt;My other sister was out with her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to call my boyfriend and he did not answer the phone. (I think he was busy, or that's what I want to believe)&lt;br /&gt;then, I tried calling 3 of my friends and no one answered!&lt;br /&gt;so I was like....&lt;br /&gt;staring at the seiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a book I just bought and started reading....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cuando%20dios%20susurra%20tu%20nombre" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 70px; HEIGHT: 99px" height="99" alt="Cuando dios Susurra tu Nombre Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg240/adyam_7/cuandodiossusurratunombre.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt how my eyes could not hold the tears for one more second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. alone. in silence. with a book in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I said :&lt;br /&gt;" Jesus, you're the only one here, it's just you and me...&lt;br /&gt;why do I feel so lonely today? I ask you to take control of my emotions&lt;br /&gt;please, comfort me ...&lt;br /&gt;give some peace to this soul of mine..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I kept reading&lt;br /&gt;I guess Max Lucado's creative and unique way of writing really comes from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading a chapter, I must say that I did not feel a supernatural company or that the room was filled with a special presence...&lt;br /&gt;but I KNEW , I chose to BELIEVE (that's what Max says you should do) that God was right there with me... understanding and seeing His daughter in the middle of a very confusing day, feeling so lonely and so needy of His embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, I feel like crying again.... but I BELIEVE HE HEARD MY PRAYER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, this made me smile today:&lt;br /&gt;1. Angela Powell following my blog&lt;br /&gt;2.----&gt;Quote from &lt;a href="http://www.photoblog.com/tastemyink/2008/12/13/"&gt;http://www.photoblog.com/tastemyink/2008/12/13/&lt;/a&gt;"And thank you to the people who actualy care to read my blog and care for me. saiimemories and Zephyrnix make me smile! " SAIIMEMORIES is my nick in PHOTOBLOG :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-9104201974254667277?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/9104201974254667277/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=9104201974254667277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/9104201974254667277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/9104201974254667277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/from-my-journal.html' title='From my Journal'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/th_signature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-220046291352359176</id><published>2008-12-13T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:47:37.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metanoia</title><content type='html'>Sunday nights at my church, there's a gathering for young (working) people.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't attended like in months and I just found the podcast so it made me really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gcast.com/u/fevidacultura/main"&gt;http://www.gcast.com/u/fevidacultura/main&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of this serie was "metanoia", metanoia means "mind change".&lt;br /&gt;I listened to the whole series yesterday, each preaching lasts like an hour but it did not feel that long.&lt;br /&gt;I guess when you're listening to something that shows you what God wants for you, it does not matter how long it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last message of that serie was about "God's correction" and I gotta say it was my favorite... sounds weird, I know... cause none of us like being corrected and going through the necessary discipline. I don't take discipline with a huge smile on my face, I've suffered and cried, specially this year but I think I just got to the understanding that HIs correction brings life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh how stubborn I am...&lt;br /&gt;Now I see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-220046291352359176?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/220046291352359176/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=220046291352359176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/220046291352359176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/220046291352359176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/metanoia.html' title='Metanoia'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5487959598901665713</id><published>2008-12-12T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:47:46.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inpired on something I listened today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Solo pienso en los chances, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que me has dado tu Señor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tantas oportunidades, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que he vivido hasta hoy ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Te adoro Dios.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/god%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="god Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a356/lime_green_luv/Photography/god.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Here I am...&lt;br /&gt;all this burden&lt;br /&gt;that makes me scared to come before you...&lt;br /&gt;You know me&lt;br /&gt;You know all things I've done this year&lt;br /&gt;all those bad decisions&lt;br /&gt;all failures&lt;br /&gt;all victories&lt;br /&gt;the tears I've cried&lt;br /&gt;the things I did not do and wanted to&lt;br /&gt;it all has made me weary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only You can fix a life like mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5487959598901665713?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5487959598901665713/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5487959598901665713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5487959598901665713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5487959598901665713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/inpired-on-something-i-listened-today.html' title='Inpired on something I listened today'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a356/lime_green_luv/Photography/th_god.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6588675230592653147</id><published>2008-12-11T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:34:29.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know why</title><content type='html'>I feel nostalgic about the church I used to attend.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss the people there and all the things I used to do , like singing and other activities.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, I feel this "guilt" feeling and I'm trying to figure out why that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6588675230592653147?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6588675230592653147/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6588675230592653147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6588675230592653147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6588675230592653147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-know-why.html' title='Don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-2124246069178827239</id><published>2008-12-06T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:28:07.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of Previous Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;In one of my favorite blogs, there's a weekly question to answer and I think that's a pretty good idea. A great starting point for an entry and something that really makes you stop and think for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week's question was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the best gift you've ever been given?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read the questions I thought it was going to be easy to give an answer but now that I'm quietly thinking aboutl it... It's kind of difficult to mention one only cause I think there are some things which make me feel amazingly thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;I made up my mind ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE BEST GIFT I'VE EVER BEEN GIVEN IS GOD'S TRUE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20from%20god" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img alt="heart Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i397.photobucket.com/albums/pp56/joy_joi07/1_995079120l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where would I be without it? lost&lt;br /&gt;what would I do without it? nothing&lt;br /&gt;How would I feel without it? empty and worthless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You, lover of my soul, are my biggest gift.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2124246069178827239?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2124246069178827239/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2124246069178827239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2124246069178827239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/2124246069178827239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/question-of-previous-week.html' title='Question of Previous Week'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/th_signature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7929239527893788760</id><published>2008-12-01T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:24:58.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm impressed</title><content type='html'>..for  the way in which my boyfriend listens to one of his friends so patiently and always trying to give the best advice possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's like a huge human need. Having someone listen to you with all attention and be truly caring about you is something we all want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go like,,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thanks for the caring man I have by my side. Thanks because he is my friend and not only my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend with him was so nice that I got really inspired...&lt;br /&gt;take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://saiistories.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://saiistories.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7929239527893788760?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7929239527893788760/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7929239527893788760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7929239527893788760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7929239527893788760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-impressed.html' title='I&apos;m impressed'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4942162670399449230</id><published>2008-11-28T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T18:33:52.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filled with Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once more&lt;br /&gt;He has amazed me!&lt;br /&gt;I knew he was going to bless me today but I did not expect that blessing to be so beyond my human understanding.&lt;br /&gt;This verse came to mind just now as I'm writing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He is able to do immeasurably more than all we &lt;strong&gt;ask&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;imagine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rainbow%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Rainbow Flys Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo331/thehellosequence/Photography/jkjkjkj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So there I go, asking Him to bless me and to do His way on me and there it goes my tiny little human mind thinking "small things".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He made my day and put the biggest smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMALL ENTRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG GRATITUDE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUGE SMILE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE TEARS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4942162670399449230?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4942162670399449230/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4942162670399449230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4942162670399449230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4942162670399449230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/filled-with-gratitude.html' title='Filled with Gratitude'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i389.photobucket.com/albums/oo331/thehellosequence/Photography/th_jkjkjkj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7768273707927462509</id><published>2008-11-26T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:57:34.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Words ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;are the only ones that keep me going ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;My Beloved Bride,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is now to believe my promises and trust me to shelter you from the storms that will come in this life. I am truly the Knight in shining armor your heart longs for. I am the one who has already given His life for you. I know your hidden fears, but you must learn to look to Me my beloved bride when life hits hard. &lt;em&gt;I am the rock on which you can stand&lt;/em&gt; when all around you seems to be sinking sand. Stand on my Word and hide it in your heart and you will never sink in hopelessness again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/rock%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="rock on water Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l275/whatsherfacexgmk/photography/rockonwater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Certainly hopelessness has been part of me for the last months and the only true thing to hang on from is the word of my King. My fortress. My Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;He says He won't waste a single tear and it is just incredible how he's seen it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;I may hide from my family or friends but He knows exactly what I'm going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;I feel like sinking in my own feelings, guilt, past, needs and emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;Father, let me stand firm on &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;YOU only&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7768273707927462509?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7768273707927462509/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7768273707927462509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7768273707927462509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7768273707927462509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/these-words.html' title='These Words ....'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i98.photobucket.com/albums/l275/whatsherfacexgmk/photography/th_rockonwater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7758252406066705514</id><published>2008-11-20T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:56:32.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every girl's dream:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;to be resued by a prince in a shining armor and live happily ever after. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/love%20story%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="love story taylor swift Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u19/lilangeljli/photography%208D/romeotakemesomewherewecanbealone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; must say it's one of my dreams as well and being in a relationship now has put me in the position of asking God constantly to keep the throne of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found an article in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.setapartgirl.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.setapartgirl.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; about romantic fulfillment, and I gotta say it just brought me back to the need of making Jesus my First Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a fragment of it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Earthly love can quickly become the central focus in our lives. That's why we so easily get our hearts broken and our dreams shattered , because they are wrapped up in the wrong love story. Earthly love becomes an idol that consumes our heart, emotions, time and focus. All the while the perfect love story with the most heroic Prince of all time is right there waiting for us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I though ... ok, it's not only me, I'm not the crazy one, I'm not the only one in danger of doing such a thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also loved the way Leslie speaks about her husband and Jesus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Eric, with all his amazing qualities, could never meet the deepest needs inside my heart the way my true Prince has" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so THAT I need to bear in mind and heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These inspiring woman really gets to my heart and she's such a great instrument in God's hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess God always finds ways to send the right word at the exact time I need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lover of my soul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for sending your word to me. I am willing to listen to what's best for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm sure there's no fulfillment in the relationship with my boyfriend and today I ask you to take control of my emotions and feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do want to love him and I actually love him very much already but I don't want him to be the focus of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something curious happenend with him... My relationship with you Lord, has improved since I'm with him and I see it as a great blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7758252406066705514?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7758252406066705514/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7758252406066705514&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7758252406066705514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7758252406066705514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-stories.html' title='Love Stories'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u19/lilangeljli/photography%208D/th_romeotakemesomewherewecanbealone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5131335942967513324</id><published>2008-11-19T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:07:34.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thankful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found this challenge in a great blog :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful-month.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="http://southbreezefarm.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful-month.html" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3112/2907210271_59f0e135b2_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Even when here in my country we don't &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;celebrate thanksgiving &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I thought it was a great idea to take november&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;as a month to thank God for all the &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;things He is, does and gives to me .&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I've always been a quiz fan so I took the &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"how thankful are you" one &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;and here's my result :&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 77% Thankful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howthankfulareyouquiz/thankful-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very thankful person - for both the big and little things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your optimism is powerful. Getting through hard times is fairly easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howthankfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Thankful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not too bad, I think... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I intend to be more greatful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5131335942967513324?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5131335942967513324/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5131335942967513324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5131335942967513324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5131335942967513324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful.html' title='thankful?'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-9196894889637911992</id><published>2008-11-18T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:41:41.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A love song to my Beloved (kari Jobe's)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I found this amazing singer thru myspace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karijobe.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;http://www.karijobe.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;I can't help crying whenever I listen to this song, it describes the way I feel these days about Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/music%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="music Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b202/dreamergirl914/Photography/DSCN3621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more I seek you, The more I find you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more I find you,The more I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna sit at your feet, drink from the cup in your hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lay back against you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feel your heart beat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this love is so deep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is more that I can stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I melt at your peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's overwhelming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lover of my Soul:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I start feeling like something on earth completes me or makes me who I really am. I just have to kneel and feel your presence to prove myself wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I miss someone and feel like my world is gonna end without them, I just have to feel your embrace reminding myself that there is no greater love that yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no such peace like the one you let me breathe when I'm with you, feeling your mercy and singing to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-9196894889637911992?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/9196894889637911992/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=9196894889637911992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/9196894889637911992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/9196894889637911992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-song-to-my-beloved-kari-jobes.html' title='A love song to my Beloved (kari Jobe&apos;s)'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b202/dreamergirl914/Photography/th_DSCN3621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-990516136519768208</id><published>2008-11-15T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T13:28:33.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have set before you, an open door, an no man can shut it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rev. 3:8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/door%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="uelsmann Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn196/spaztastic277/photography/uelsmann_pool_door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;God only has the power of opening and shuting doors. A door was shut in my life "apparently" leaving damage and pain but God has open a new door for me, everything around me seems to be confirmation of it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to a pastor's wife for advice on how to definetly close that door , break all sentimental attachments and more important how to forgive those who hurt me and just close that chapter in my life.&lt;br /&gt;She talked for a while and I could feel how every word she was saying was getting right into my spirit and my soul.&lt;br /&gt;It was a confirmation of the things God had been telling me for the last days, I need to be humble again and I need to heal my relationship with my authorities. She told me God is giving the chance to start a new STORY for He loves me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank God for the life of that lady who was used by Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on the devotional, God spoke directly to my heart&lt;br /&gt;this is what He told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I will restore and give you back the things you've lost... but the things you lost are not the things you think you lost, what you really lost is your intimacy with me and I want you to have it again. You DID finish your journey in that other place and now you got to start a new one with my presence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father: thank you so much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lover of my soul, there's nothing like YOUR VOICE AND YOUR EMBRACE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-990516136519768208?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/990516136519768208/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=990516136519768208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/990516136519768208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/990516136519768208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/open-door.html' title='Open door'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i304.photobucket.com/albums/nn196/spaztastic277/photography/th_uelsmann_pool_door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4454876352635996359</id><published>2008-11-13T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:43:14.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naaman like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd day at my new job, I got there really early so I grabbed a Beth Moore's book from my purse and began to read...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just moments before I had been expressing my feelings and thoughts to my Father, suprisingly the chapter I read in that book was really related to what I had said to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It hit me right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was talking to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only He knows what I told him, the exact words I used and the fear that was taking me over minutes before reading the book.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like 10 mintutes later, all teachers were supposed to gather in a room for a devotional and here it goes again, His word hit me ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The pastor shared a bit about Naaman and I found my face covered in tears.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS WAS WHAT HIT ME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naaman, full of leprosy, full of pride, wanting to be healed, wanting the "best" things, longing for being in the "best" places. He knew there were better places for him to be healed but he did ignore that it wasn't about physical healing only, it was about his soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He had to humble himself in order to be clean and restored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;10 Elisha sent a messenger to say to him, "Go, wash yourself seven times in the Jordan, and your flesh will be restored and you will be cleansed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 But Naaman went away angry and said, "I thought that he would surely come out to me and stand and call on the name of the LORD his God, wave his hand over the spot and cure me of my leprosy. 12 Are not Abana and Pharpar, the rivers of Damascus, better than any of the waters of Israel? Couldn't I wash in them and be cleansed?" So he turned and went off in a rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Naaman's servants went to him and said, "My father, if the prophet had told you to do some great thing, would you not have done it? How much more, then, when he tells you, 'Wash and be cleansed'!" 14 So he went down and dipped himself in the Jordan seven times, as the man of God had told him, and his flesh was restored and became clean like that of a young boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/river" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Getsu River Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i439.photobucket.com/albums/qq119/youcantseeme777/River.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Father:&lt;br /&gt;I am so Naaman like,,, I've been so prideful&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that I need healing from the inside out..&lt;br /&gt;Those other rivers may "better" but I will go down into that one river you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;I surrender again Father, I surrender just as I did this morning as I wiped the tears from my eyes and tried to calm my fast breathing.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh how I wish it would have been just you and me in that room...&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry at your feet and feel your embrace...&lt;br /&gt;I still do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4454876352635996359?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4454876352635996359/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4454876352635996359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4454876352635996359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4454876352635996359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/naaman-like.html' title='Naaman like'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/th_signature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5206300173528991151</id><published>2008-11-12T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:53:01.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause me to hear thy lovingkindness in the morning; for in thee do I trust: cause me to know the way wherein I should walk; for I lift up my soul unto thee.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 143:7-9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/morning%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="dreaming in the morning. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/morning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I had forgotten how was it like to start a day praising God and just laying down all worries and thoughts before Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;The place where He took me to work is full of people seeking God's face and it is contagious I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Although I was so scared of going there and start a new thing after rejecting two previous opportunities, being in the presence of my Father as a first thing in the morning was the only way in which my my heart stopped beating so fast and my soul could breathe life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Father:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;You saw me cryin today, didn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I cried because part of my soul still misses my old job and the comfort I used to find there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I cried because I asked you for one more chance to teach and you gave it to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I cried because I felt in panic for a second and You came and told me I was welcome in your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I cried because I find adjusting to new things terribly hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I cried because ...Oh I need you soo much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5206300173528991151?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5206300173528991151/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5206300173528991151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5206300173528991151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;I received an e-mail from a friend that really likes to send those massive forwards that most of us just don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;The subject said : "the gift" so it made me curious. (ohh human nature, always thinking of getting something for ourselves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;I began to read it and it said something like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;"Imagine waking up and seeing a gift right there on your night stand, what would you do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/gift" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="gift boxes Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii86/areyd/GiftGiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Obviously I'd open it !! right away!! it's a gift! no matter from whom it is I would just open it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Then it said something like we might not always notice but there's always a gift for us every morning, a gift that God places right there for us. Sometimes it may be something we think it's not good enough or it's something we don't think we need bu &lt;strong&gt;HE KNOWS BETTER AND HE NEVER MAKES MISTAKES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Tha mail made think about all those times in which I've thought: "what if...." "wouldn't it be better if..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heavenly Father:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgive me for questioning your decisions and your gifts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna accpet them and have that peace in my heart that you know SO MUCH BETTER what I need and what's the best for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7370131923158455216?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7370131923158455216/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7370131923158455216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7370131923158455216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7370131923158455216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-never-makes-mistakes.html' title='He never makes mistakes'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6082067380712750116</id><published>2008-11-10T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:57:37.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>about bday and other stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I must must must say thank you to you God for all those people who remembered my birthday but more specially for my boyfriend's sweet details and surprises.&lt;br /&gt;I felt really loved by him. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267225803755288210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SRjx9iia9pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/snEkx_hvDNU/s320/IMG_0998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I was thinking about how much I'd love to get roses from him and he gave me these beautiful roses with a white one right in the middle. It was so precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say that this weekend was really great and I give God all the glory for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I woke up this morning that "job issue" came to my mind, I'm holding on the hope that God will answer my prayers in that area of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 months since I was moved from my last job and I thank God because my nights are so much calmed now.&lt;br /&gt;That rejection feeling has slowly fade away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm kind of worrie about my sister and a feelings situation she has been dealing with and this quote made me feel full of hope :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"When you say a situation or a person is hopeless, you are slamming the door in the face of God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6082067380712750116?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6082067380712750116/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6082067380712750116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6082067380712750116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6082067380712750116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-bday-and-other-stuff.html' title='about bday and other stuff'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SRjx9iia9pI/AAAAAAAAAEU/snEkx_hvDNU/s72-c/IMG_0998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6052087441311436216</id><published>2008-11-07T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:37:15.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B i r t h d a y  ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;yup, Today is my bday.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Heavenly Father: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;26 years ago,by a miracle, you let me live....&lt;br /&gt;You heard my mom's prayer and you let me come to this world....&lt;br /&gt;You had a perfect plan and you sent me here... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266196263039745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SRVJmYf5PKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oceGXp7OpVA/s320/bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;During these years, I have cried, laugh, been terribly sick, I've learned, traveled, fall in and out of love, made mistakes, touched lives, gain and lost weight, offended people, lost friends, made new ones.... I've read, sung, jumped, walked, seen, smelled, heard, discovered, found new things in myself, met quite interesting people, used my talents, written some poems, stories and journals, I've taken photographs, hugged my students, listened to people, given advice...I've studied teaching and music, I've wandered, found the way again...I've watched lots of tv shows, listened to a million songs, made some bad choices, regret them ....I've been inspired, sad, full of life, dead, useful, useless, joyful, depressed, hurt, tempted and yet in all this I've been under your care even in those years when I didn't know you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm a hundred percent sure that You chose me since eternity and given me a special purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the reason why I did not die as a baby, the reason why that complicated surgery did not kill me, that facial paralisis did not destroyed me , that weird virus in my blood that did not let me walk fade away, WAS YOU and YOUR PERFECT WILL FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all those good and bad times,&lt;br /&gt;for never leaving me on my own,&lt;br /&gt;for the lessons I've learned... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Thank You for my Family, my friends, and those kids that during 7 years you have let me met and bring something to their lives, and also thank you for &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;, just You and I know how I feel for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many years are still to come but I definetely want to live them with YOU, holding your hand, listening to your voice, wrapping myself in your lovely arms, being a light that shines for your glory and having in mind that someday.....&lt;strong&gt;I will go back home .&lt;/strong&gt;......We will meet again FAther, I will see you face to face and I hope hope hope you find me beautiful and acceptable at your sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journey is not easy Father....&lt;br /&gt;But without You I couldn't even make it one second..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this song is for you: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Si me preguntaras que regalo quiero;&lt;br /&gt;que es lo que prefiero este día especial...&lt;br /&gt;...nadie me conoce como tú; Maestro;&lt;br /&gt;ni mis pensamientos te puedo ocultar.&lt;br /&gt;Y en lo más profundo de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;hay un gran anhelo, hay una gran pasión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero este día disfrutar&lt;br /&gt;en tu presencia nada más&lt;br /&gt;y se vuelva realidad&lt;br /&gt;mis deseos de poderte contemplar.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero contigo platicar,&lt;br /&gt;quiero perderme en tu mirar&lt;br /&gt;y olvidarme de quien soy&lt;br /&gt;y perder mi humanidad en tí Señor.&lt;br /&gt;Este día especial&lt;br /&gt;es lo único que quiero;&lt;br /&gt;es lo único que anhelo, mi Jesús.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6052087441311436216?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6052087441311436216/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6052087441311436216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6052087441311436216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6052087441311436216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/b-i-r-t-h-d-y.html' title='B i r t h d a y  ....'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SRVJmYf5PKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/oceGXp7OpVA/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6140185818722798406</id><published>2008-11-07T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:55:00.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dios de oportunidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today at a job interview, I met this woman who looked really smart and full of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all the questions, stories and school stuff we talked about, she said something that touched my heart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" God is a God of opportunities"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/girl%20photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photography // Girl Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i309.photobucket.com/albums/kk361/Amun_Lauren/Photography/z37439805ya9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It made me cry ritght away, because I have been asking God for another chance to prove Him that teaching is my thing and that I can do it with a humble heart because I think I was doing it full of pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then she said that when we make a mistake God doesn't just stare at us with arms crossed. His desire is to lift us up again and teach us how to walk again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That lady was used by God today in such an amazing way, I could do nothing but cry and thank God for talking to me in the least imaginable ways.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6140185818722798406?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i309.photobucket.com/albums/kk361/Amun_Lauren/Photography/th_z37439805ya9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4608051457579607771</id><published>2008-11-03T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:22:16.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Word</title><content type='html'>I decided to combine my passion for photography with some Bible verses...&lt;br /&gt;and I just love the results :]&lt;br /&gt;(all photos by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jer2911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="jer2911" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/Jer2911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Psalm.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/Psalm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Jer2913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="seek" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/Jer2913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4608051457579607771?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4608051457579607771/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4608051457579607771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4608051457579607771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4608051457579607771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/11/his-word.html' title='His Word'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/th_Jer2911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-2777734687073609399</id><published>2008-10-30T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:47:50.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;“Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist him, standing firm in the faith"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have kept that word in my mind today because I felt so bad and discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, this is me random: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is still wrong with my emotions. I should have bought that Joyce Meyer's book " controlling your emotions" but I didn't. I chose "limits in a love relationship" instead.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should not be complaining about that choice because that book gave me a new perspective on boy-girl relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about my account in live journal... should I continue using it? hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;I will, for a while I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a camera for sunday, it's my sister's boyfriend's graduation (is it correct to use two possessives one right after the other? .oh gosh! I love English grammar and I don't know the answer for that!) and I'm his official photographer so I can't let him down,,,no no no , not a chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need a book to read! I've become such a reader lately and I haven't grabbed a book for at least two weeks so THAT is making me feel anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that site PICTURES SOCIAL or is it SOCIAL PICTURE ,,, anyways,, it's a site where photographer put up their work and everybody make comments on everybody's photos ...hmmmmmmmm isn't it exciting?! ....ok, if you're not a photographer, IT IS NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thing is that for some reason I'm not able to upload more photos!! so I'm like stressed cuz of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be a great moment for anyone in the world to give that "you should use Flckr instead" advice and thanks in advance but ............. the truth is that I tried already and it didn't work! There must me something wrong with my computer. My boyfriend, who is a computer expert, says that something is wrong with my internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea how fast I typed all that !!&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as you can see I'm anxious and in some sort of apathy state...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you set my soul at ease?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I was like David, He kept talking to his soul and reminding it about YOUR WONDERS AND YOUR PEACE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, you know that like a month ago I decided to stop any kind of communication with those people who won't bring anything good to my life and today one of those ppl called me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That scriptured I wrote at the top, came to my mind...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to stand firm and resist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No doubt I can't do it on my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-2777734687073609399?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/2777734687073609399/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=2777734687073609399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will wait for you until you are ready to start living the amazing plans I have for you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you don’t know where to begin or how to become what I’ve called you to be, so let Me teach you day by day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start by recognizing who I am: King of kings and Lord of lords. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lover of your soul.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the two of us meet alone together every day, I will show you how to let go of the things in your life that are holding you back from the blessings I want to give you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, My child, just as I have chosen you, I have given you a choice to represent Me to the world. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are willing, I am here to give you all you need to complete your calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your King and Lord who chose you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You didn’t choose me. I chose you. I appointed you to go and produce fruit that will last, so that the Father will give you whatever you ask for, using my name." ~ John 15:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Sheri Rose at &lt;a href="http://www.hisprincess.com/"&gt;http://www.hisprincess.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm loving that site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every article is simply wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lately, when I read something in the bible I know when it's God's special word for me that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And misteriously, I run into that scripture twice a day in different places so I see it as God reminding me about the pearl He gave me in a special way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, this is the Pearl for me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But the Counselor, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lover of my soul: Thank you for Your word and Your Holy Spirit who lives In me and is with me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Necesito estudiar acerca de la armadura de Dios, por alguna razon lo escuche dos veces en el mismo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mi vida esta llena de cambios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoy me sorprendi a mi misma .... creo que he madurado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me estoy volviendo adicta a los blogs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No se por que estoy escribiendo en español :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reconozco que estoy emocionada : ] y eso es algo bueno porque casi nada me ha emocionado ultimamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aaaaahhh que delicioso es ese " accomplishment feeling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Extraño a mi novio. : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUMAN FEELINGS ABOUT "CHANGE&lt;/strong&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't want to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to be sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to feel safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not capable of doing something different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING I READ [about change] :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Many are the numbers of those who remain in dull, stifling, or even hurtful situations, who close ears and eyes to opportunities, who stymie noble character and reject growth rather than risk a terrifying moment that precedes attachment and follows letting go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm a little bit scared about this change, it must be because lately in my life I haven't been able to choose the changes, they have just come along my way and I have found myself swimming hard so I d0n't drawn in that big ocean of confussion that those changes have brought me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be strong and have courage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me believe you're with me all the days of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SQazX54226I/AAAAAAAAACs/Pcjeh6I_YFw/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262090437886663586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SQazX54226I/AAAAAAAAACs/Pcjeh6I_YFw/s320/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the things I'm loving the most now is photography. I love how every moment can be captured and how emotions travel through time.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was with my family and my boyfriend watching some soccer teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some children around us and they instantly captured my attention, all adults were so interested in seeing their favorite team win but the kids were just playing with each other, laughing, eating some ice cream and ocasionally hugging each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It make me think about my childhood. I can't say it was perfect because in fact it was so far from perfection. I always try to keep the good memories alive and let the ones that hurt me vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, at my 20's ... I can say that I'm still a child and I don't say it as in the corny phrase that states "everyone's a child in the inside" but I say it because I TRULY act like one sometimes... Sometimes I'm stubborn, disobedient, sometimes I fall trying to walk at my own pace, I break things, I act with lack of wisdom, I cry when I don't want what I want when I want it.... and it all makes me think about how MY HEAVENLY FATHER sees me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does he think of me when I'm like that?&lt;br /&gt;does it bring discontenment to His heart?&lt;br /&gt;What discipline is applying now to my life? (cuz He is INDEED doing it)&lt;br /&gt;What lessons am I missing to learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 103:12-14 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Father:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm aware of my childish actions, my failures, my unmature thoughts and I ask you to take me in your arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know how to walk anymore, I'm afraid to fall, I'm afraid to face the world, I'm afraid of the new beginning that is coming to my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be a child in the good way..... innocent, loving, joyful.... but I wanna do it IN YOU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let your light shine on me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have compassion of me and help me get through this desert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm yours alone and I know that I can't do anything without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be your girl in whom you delight yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be someone you're proud of.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be YOUR CHILD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/art/signature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4126891957970509686?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4126891957970509686/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4126891957970509686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4126891957970509686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4126891957970509686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/daddys-little-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s little girl'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SQazX54226I/AAAAAAAAACs/Pcjeh6I_YFw/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-7214152144619626609</id><published>2008-10-23T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:19:21.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Grace</title><content type='html'>1But Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. 2At dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and he sat down to teach them. 3The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group 4and said to Jesus, "Teacher, this woman was caught in the act of adultery. 5In the Law Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?" 6They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. 7When they kept on questioning him, he straightened up and said to them, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her." 8Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the older ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there. 10Jesus straightened up and asked her, "Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11"No one, sir," she said.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Then neither do I condemn you,"&lt;/strong&gt; Jesus declared. &lt;strong&gt;"Go now and leave your life of sin."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just like these men who brought this woman before Jesus, we all find easier to see someone else's sin rather than ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is so easy to point them out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yet we don't see what we've done wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't want to be like that anymore because I've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;found myself in that woman's position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;blamed by a million eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;pointed out by a million fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;including my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then neither do I condemn you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;such amazing words are so hard to believe for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;human nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;for my guilty soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yet He reminds me the beauty of His Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How He promised not to set His eyes on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;those sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I simply don't deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and that's why it's called GRACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so true so pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so hard to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's His Grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Savior of mine:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't deserve your grace yet I'm so grateful to have it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I've done wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have offended you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have let you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ask you to see me just as you saw that woman &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with eyes full of compassion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me to erase those sins from my memory just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as You have erase them all from yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me know I have your forgiveness or my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will consume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-7214152144619626609?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/7214152144619626609/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=7214152144619626609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7214152144619626609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/7214152144619626609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/his-grace.html' title='His Grace'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4500998282962264362</id><published>2008-10-22T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:43:13.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it be spring again</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH how much I dislike rainy days&lt;br /&gt;they make me feel sad&lt;br /&gt;ok, rain is seen as a blessing but I do prefer spring&lt;br /&gt;when the flowers bloom and sun shines so bright&lt;br /&gt;it makes me smile and feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this amazing song by Lanae Hale, her voice is just awesome and these lyrics .... are just what I'd sing right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/lanaehale"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/lanaehale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;close your eyes and count to&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this could not be happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make a note of every&lt;br /&gt;wrong turn taken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so regression&lt;br /&gt;takes it’s toll your still so&lt;br /&gt;young but feel so old&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your life is wearing like a broken bound &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;november leaves&lt;br /&gt;wont fall cause december stole&lt;br /&gt;them all Iguess it’s all my&lt;br /&gt;fault I fell frozen one season&lt;br /&gt;please give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;i know i don’t deserve it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear&lt;br /&gt;i wont forget if you’d just let&lt;br /&gt;it be spring again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so you&lt;br /&gt;try to make a sound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only whispers come out as the tears begin to&lt;br /&gt;trace your skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;your eyes&lt;br /&gt;caress the sky &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;endure another&lt;br /&gt;sleepless night as you retrace&lt;br /&gt;the steps that brought you so far&lt;br /&gt;away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it’s all out of my hands now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/spring" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Spring Rebirth Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn243/grow123-2008/Spring/crdSprngRebirthjpg-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4500998282962264362?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4500998282962264362/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4500998282962264362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4500998282962264362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4500998282962264362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-it-be-spring-again.html' title='Let it be spring again'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn243/grow123-2008/Spring/th_crdSprngRebirthjpg-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8807958514821126868</id><published>2008-10-18T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T20:02:01.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Healing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to this event invited by one of the mentors of LIBRES EN CRISTO &lt;a href="http://www.libresencristo.org/"&gt;http://www.libresencristo.org/&lt;/a&gt;. It was an exclusive meeting for single women and I came home truly grateful to have attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what they talked about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;30In reply Jesus said: "A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he fell into the hands of robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. 31A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. 32So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. 33But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. 34He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, took him to an inn and took care of him. 35The next day he took out two silver coins and gave them to the innkeeper. 'Look after him,' he said, 'and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SPqjAidv-_I/AAAAAAAAACY/yDT5sNVcd94/s1600-h/DSC02680dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258694744555387890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SPqjAidv-_I/AAAAAAAAACY/yDT5sNVcd94/s320/DSC02680dd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously each one of us have been hurt in one way or another either emotionallly or physically so we find ourselves exactly in the same position as this man who went to Jericho and we see how people pass us by, in our desperation we start to aks for help in any place possible expecting other people to provide the healing that we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus is the good samaritan who won't just pass us by, he will stop and bandage our wounds, he will pour his love in our hearts to restore our health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He already paid the price for our freedom, He died in order for us to be alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO, we won't ever find love like this in the entire universe or history of earth. He has no comparison at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some other words that someone said today and I decided to attach them to my heart for ever is : &lt;strong&gt;GOD KNOWS YOUR PAIN, HE'S SEEN YOU CRIED. WHEN YOU'VE BEEN HURT, HE'S BEEN HURT AS WELL AND HE'S SEEN YOUR TEARS AND EVEN CRIED RIGHT THERE WITH YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beloved of mine: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all you've done the least that I can do is live my life in every part only to please You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I forgave those who hurt me so much and I ask you to heal my heart completely in the amazing way that only YOU can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8807958514821126868?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8807958514821126868/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8807958514821126868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8807958514821126868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8807958514821126868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-healing.html' title='True Healing'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SPqjAidv-_I/AAAAAAAAACY/yDT5sNVcd94/s72-c/DSC02680dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4762689168379386934</id><published>2008-10-15T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:15:35.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SPbbscC8RQI/AAAAAAAAACM/hNqUQ9fmp30/s1600-h/N.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257631171490891010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SPbbscC8RQI/AAAAAAAAACM/hNqUQ9fmp30/s320/N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a teenager my English teacher gave me the assignment of keeping a journal in order to practice my writing, put my thoughts in order and somehow leave my thoughst out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did it, I started to write on that notebook every single day and she was proud of me. Of course I let her read it because I knew I could trust her and besides, she had to check my grammar and spelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the year went by, I became addicted to it. I filled like 5 notebooks! yes,, 5 notebooks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was born again, I decided to throw them all away because there were some experiences there that I did not want to have in mind anymore. I think I did a good thing but it woud be nice to take a look at those pages now that I'm in my twenties and have grown in so many ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that's not the end of my journals... In 2006, during a Leaders' conference in a church, I saw this beautiful notebook and I had this I-wanna-start-a-journal-feeling so I bought it and my best friend encouraged me to do it. (that's what friends are for )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I took a pen in my hand and made a decision... I thought, ok, if I'm gonna have a journal again, I want to include God in this, I wanna make him part of it like He was my BEst Friend and so I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVery journal entry would start with the words: &lt;strong&gt;HEAVENLY FATHER.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and, literally I could feel how He was reading all my words, seeing all my thoughts and the way I was putting them in a notebook for HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were times in which I was feeling sad and I could feel how He stopped my hand from writing and wrapped me in his loving arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, I stopped writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began a livejournal, which lets me put my thoughts out but it's not the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this blog, I decided to always bring Him INTO the picture of every entry here but THAT NOTEBOOK HAS SOMETHING SPECIAL . &lt;strong&gt;IT IS A WITNESS OF HIS MERCY, LOVE, KINDNESS AND HOW HE HAS LED ME IN THIS LIFE, THE ILLNESS HE TOOK FROM ME, THE DREAMS HE MADE COME TRUE, THE LAUGHTER HE BROUGHT, THE GOALS HE MADE ME REACH....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, today I decided to write in my journal again, I know that by doing so my relationship with Him will be even better (the way it used to be) and He will read my words and I will read HIS WORD, just as it was meant to be from the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4762689168379386934?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4762689168379386934/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4762689168379386934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4762689168379386934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4762689168379386934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-journal.html' title='My Journal'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_US8-0MrDWsU/SPbbscC8RQI/AAAAAAAAACM/hNqUQ9fmp30/s72-c/N.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6576846438411518436</id><published>2008-10-14T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:09:29.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in all</title><content type='html'>Last night after checking my mail, saying hi to a few people on line, upload some photos of a friend's birthday party and saying good night to my boyfriend I started feeling strangenly sad and anxious.&lt;br /&gt;I stood up and started walking around the room trying to get to the core of this "feeling".&lt;br /&gt;I turned off the computer and grabbed a Bible.&lt;br /&gt;I opened it and without even reading a line, tears filled my eyes and I started to talk to HIM&lt;br /&gt;I told HIm exactly how I felt and how in that moment and in that instant I could realize why I was feeling the way I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul cried to Him.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Him not to turn his back on me because that would mean nothing but dead to me.&lt;br /&gt;I simply surrendered my whole being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I read these words that made me cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fear not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been with you and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm creating a new thing for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;water in the desert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will sing in joy again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fear not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that He touched my heart last night, He was trying to show me that all things on earth will never satisfy my soul the way He Does.&lt;br /&gt;Living a beautiful love story which is every girl's dream is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Having Him in control is what brings the true joy to the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't want to be led by my feelings or emotions, I want to be led by the longing to glorify My Lord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF JESUS IS NOT MY ALL IN ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL TEMPORARY FULLFILLMENT FADES AND THE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DISCONTENMENT RETURNS WITH EVERN GREATER FORCE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6576846438411518436?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6576846438411518436/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6576846438411518436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6576846438411518436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/6576846438411518436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-in-all.html' title='All in all'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4816764652833506020</id><published>2008-10-08T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:27:18.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't want to make you small</title><content type='html'>JJ heller is one of my favorite singers&lt;br /&gt;and this song makes me smile and dream about my lovely Savior&lt;br /&gt;He who knows me and loves me still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed style="VISIBILITY: visible; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 185px" name="myflashfetish" 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you were more like what they wanted you to be&lt;br /&gt;Eventually they won’t have much of you at all in their theology&lt;br /&gt;The walls are closing in on you&lt;br /&gt;You cannot be contained at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to make you small&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to fit you in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;A cross around my throat&lt;br /&gt;You are brighter than the sun&lt;br /&gt;You’re closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you&lt;br /&gt;But I could never fathom you at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken moldings all around&lt;br /&gt;Broken people hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;When they discover that you’re not here for our benefit&lt;br /&gt;You love in spite of us&lt;br /&gt;You use the least of us to prove the strong aren’t really strong at all &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4816764652833506020?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4816764652833506020/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4816764652833506020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4816764652833506020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4816764652833506020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-want-to-make-you-small.html' title='Don&apos;t want to make you small'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5102820535218399941</id><published>2008-10-03T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:19:56.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a beautiful thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OCT2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="oct2" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/OCT2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have always thought that love is not a feeling, is not something temporary. It is something that endures for ever. It's absolutely pure, it is not selfish. It is a sacrifice sometimes but at the end it will resist all things to see the loved person as happy as it could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's why I truly believe LOVE comes from God, He is the biggest proof of Love by giving Himself and by making such a great sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then, we have mothers' love...ohh wow these human beings are beyond any description that can be made by any human being.  I mean, there's no language or right words to talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mothers are like the most God alike love on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, I'd dare to mention fathers' and siblings' love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, Teachers' love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, friends' love, of course I think women can feel it in a greater way than men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and at last, I have to mention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a couple's love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought I had been as much in love as a person can be but I guess I was wrong, cuz with this guy, I'm finding new things each day, I look up to him, I wanna see him happy, I wanna see Him walking with God and I know God has a great purpose for him and it makes me feel scared at times.   I can see and feel how much God loves him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ohhh my.......I'm so grateful to God for this man, for his beautiful heart and soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lord I want you to be at the throne of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but you also know how deeply in love I am with this man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5102820535218399941?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5102820535218399941/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5102820535218399941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5102820535218399941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5102820535218399941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-beautiful-thing.html' title='what a beautiful thing'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8756379039157577830</id><published>2008-09-30T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:22:56.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM THERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But if from there you seek the LORD your God, you will find him if you look for him with all your heart and with all your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/god/janethspree/_stars.jpg?o=29" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i467.photobucket.com/albums/rr31/janethspree/_stars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading this passage, I thought about how amazing this is&lt;br /&gt;if you think about "there" related to your own situation...&lt;br /&gt;"there" could be illness, sadness, depression, emptiness, sin... from where ever we are, we can surely call on Him and he will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the sin within us starts to tell us that God will never be found again, but it is an absolute lie. I found it hard to belive it myself but He is not a liar, and if He says something so loving so powerful, I'm sure it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't His mercy just A MA ZING !?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8756379039157577830?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8756379039157577830/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8756379039157577830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8756379039157577830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8756379039157577830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-there.html' title='FROM THERE'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-4422446767069764781</id><published>2008-09-27T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:15:00.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My people have committed two sins:&lt;br /&gt;They have forsaken me,&lt;br /&gt;the spring of living water,&lt;br /&gt;and have dug their own cisterns,&lt;br /&gt;broken cisterns that cannot hold water&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/living%20water/renewaze/livingwater.jpg?o=30" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i244.photobucket.com/albums/gg37/renewaze/livingwater.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of us have wondered why we are always unsatisfied with all things.&lt;br /&gt;NO matter how many people we're sorrounded of , or big our professional success is, not even how well our family is going right now or if our love relationship seems perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always something empty in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Thres's this space waiting to be filled, and that can only be filled with THE LIVING WATER OF GOD.&lt;br /&gt;I always identified myself with that lady Jesus found &lt;&lt;john&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7When a Samaritan woman came to draw water, Jesus said to her, "Will you give me a drink?" 8(His disciples had gone into the town to buy food.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9The Samaritan woman said to him, "You are a Jew and I am a Samaritan woman. How can you ask me for a drink?" (For Jews do not associate with Samaritans.[a])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10Jesus answered her, "If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11"Sir," the woman said, "you have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. Where can you get this living water? 12Are you greater than our father Jacob, who gave us the well and drank from it himself, as did also his sons and his flocks and herds?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13Jesus answered, "Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, 14but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15The woman said to him, "Sir, give me this water so that I won't get thirsty and have to keep coming here to draw water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16He told her, "Go, call your husband and come back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17"I have no husband," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said to her, "You are right when you say you have no husband. 18The fact is, you have had five husbands, and the man you now have is not your husband. What you have just said is quite true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had been in many wrong sources, searching that water, she had been with several people trying to feel his heart WHOLE and she had failed. It was only when she had Jesus in front of him that she realized she had been wrong and wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE all need,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to let Jesus fill our jars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from that water that can really satisfy our souls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-4422446767069764781?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/4422446767069764781/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=4422446767069764781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4422446767069764781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/4422446767069764781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-water.html' title='Living Water'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-5877618810117326474</id><published>2008-09-26T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:07:56.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romans</title><content type='html'>" I say to everyone among you not to think of yourself more highly than you ought to think... do not claim to be wiser than you are"  Twelfth chapter of Romans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have written this, yesterday because it was yesterday that it crash into my head and I started to think how full of pride I am most of the time, and how the situations and the things I've learned have made me think more highly about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that one of the reasons why I lost the job I loved so much, was that God wanted to work on my pride, cause I had everything figured out.  I knew how to do all things, I was pretty convinced that I was an A+ teacher.  I had nothing to worry about so I was not depending on God to do all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was depending on my skills ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a bad thing to be self confident but when you think you've got it all under control and think you can do better than anyone, then you're saying that you don't need God to interfer in your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're telling Him how much you DON'T need him.&lt;br /&gt;I guessed I did it.&lt;br /&gt;and I regret it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-5877618810117326474?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5877618810117326474/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=5877618810117326474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5877618810117326474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/5877618810117326474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/09/romans.html' title='Romans'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-3770818696213139498</id><published>2008-09-24T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:10:42.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This kind of soundtrack</title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;Juno's soundtrack..&lt;br /&gt;BEST EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe not ever, but I gotta give it the credit it deserves!&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't be such a great movie without those songs. I knew it right from the beginning, from the very moment I heard Barry Louis Polisar's voice, I thought ok.. the soundtrak will be fun :D&lt;br /&gt;and it was!&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough about the soundtrack..&lt;br /&gt;Juno simply rocks! she's the kind of girl we all want to be at some point of our lives. I had never seen a teenager dealing with pregnacy and life itself, the way she did.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have to put this movie in my list of favorite movies :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i409.photobucket.com/albums/pp173/cassie0333/juno_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/juno/jessica_xOx_2007/juno.jpg?o=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 376px; HEIGHT: 118px" height="115" src="http://i238.photobucket.com/albums/ff80/jessica_xOx_2007/juno.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3770818696213139498?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3770818696213139498/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-6025946129989905334</id><published>2008-09-24T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:17:40.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and this is another proof</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A month ago, I started this amazing adventure&lt;br /&gt;How blessed I feel to have a man like him by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I know that maybe a month is not enough time to say that you love somebody but there's something magical about him, about all this, something that soothes my soul and mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ohh I made this for him :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not a photoshop expert so it took more time than it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/?action=view&amp;amp;current=onemonth-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="firstmonth" src="http://i510.photobucket.com/albums/s344/imagesbysai/onemonth-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-6025946129989905334?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/6025946129989905334/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=6025946129989905334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cuando dejamos de mirarnos a nosotros mismos con nuestras imperfecciones, pecados y desesperanza y nos volvemos al Señor Jesús y vemos y dependemos de Su poder y perfección es cuando podemos esperar que comience la transformación."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-3736185897566542317?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/3736185897566542317/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=3736185897566542317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3736185897566542317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/3736185897566542317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/09/powerful-words.html' title='powerful words'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-8275248612329616581</id><published>2008-09-22T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T17:46:55.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Personal Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna explain it before I forget.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tittle of the blog is, as it can be seen, Personal Legend.  I chose this name based on a book that I'm reading called "El alquimista".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This book is really inspiring and it's mainly about the journey to follow our dreams and how our personal legend is that road which leads us to accomplish what we want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Personal Legend is not only that moment of victory and triumph, but also those lessons we learned through the way and how life then test our learning then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It also mentions that our personal legend is our mission on earth. I used to have it clear, now I don't anymore but I'm sure that I will find my way again and God will show me the path that I need to follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's been doing it I think, in very unique ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Personally I don't believe in all that "sings" stuff and mystical tales on how God speaks to us but when He uses something to talk to me, I can really feel it and I know deep within my heart that He is behind everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd dare to say that I'm right in the middle of a process that will lead me back to Him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been painful, weird and hard but now I think I'm starting to understand what He is trying to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During these two months, at first I felt full of questions about what is special about the heart of a woman and He sent to my hands that amazing book "CAPTIVATING"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I met someone and I began falling in love with him but this wall I had built wouldn't let him in. He put in my hands "By the River Piedra I sat down and wept" and again I was really impressed on how that book really illustrates the exact things I was feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And He keeps doing things like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need and I want to have my eyes and ears opened to whatever He wants to say to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep failing, I keep being so unperfect but something in my heart is different. I feel the thirst for his presence again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-8275248612329616581?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/8275248612329616581/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=8275248612329616581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8275248612329616581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/8275248612329616581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-personal-legend.html' title='Why Personal Legend'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5689037069248000177.post-1625763562423261223</id><published>2008-09-19T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T23:37:30.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so... for the third time in a row</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's the thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm that type of person who is addicted to Internet :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I do have my own myspace, photoblog, livejournal, facebook, hi5, flixster,friendster,picturesocial ........and these are the only ones that I can think of right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I have tried to have a blog here twice already and then I don't know why I just quit :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hopefully, this time I will make it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ohh wait wait.. some of those sites I use them to publish my "aspiring photographer" work, some others  to make friends and the others to express my feelings and thoughts ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd like to have a blog dedicated the one and only God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who allows  me to do all things I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So this blog will be like a mixture of things, but always trying to find what God is trying to tell me with all of that . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5689037069248000177-1625763562423261223?l=blogbysaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1625763562423261223/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5689037069248000177&amp;postID=1625763562423261223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1625763562423261223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5689037069248000177/posts/default/1625763562423261223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogbysaii.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-for-third-time-in-row.html' title='so... for the third time in a row'/><author><name>Saii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17128713512771144195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F6p4-2zXtNU/Tn6YXDnV55I/AAAAAAAAA_A/H66HQIQklw4/s220/IMG_7232.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
