<?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-4831379848098343319</id><updated>2011-09-28T15:12:57.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My everyday journey with Christ</title><subtitle type='html'>Will walk with Him until the very end..
Jesus is my Savior and I'am a Very Important Person in His life....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-6227199517889986478</id><published>2011-05-28T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T06:27:43.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When good people pray</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;“When good people pray, the Lord listens, but he ignores those who are evil.” – Proverbs 15:29&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We often hear people say that prayer is powerful (which is true). It could change a critical situation to a safer and normal one; it could heal people from a terrible sickness; it delivers each of us from temptation and evil and so on &amp;amp; so fort. Indeed, prayer is something that we rely on in situations beyond our control. But, there are times (I think this is more common than the first one) that people don’t understand why their prayers are not answered. There are some who don’t even believe at the power of it at all. We normally hear questions like, “Why is it that God doesn’t answer my prayer?” “Does He really care?” “You think He can give me what I’m asking for?” “Can He really make a miracle happen?” “How long do I have to pray before He hears me?” These are just some of the questions we normally ask when our prayers are not immediately (or not at all) answered. When God has been silent from us, we tend to look for the answers on our own. We try our best to come up with all possible reasons why our prayers are left unanswered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Often times, we compare ourselves with others, thinking that, maybe the reason why God hears his or her prayers is because they’re more involved in church activities, they donate more to charity, they spend hours reading their Bible, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sometimes, we overlook the situation. We come up with different conclusions, and then in the end, we became more jealous and disappointed with ourselves, with others, and with God.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;God does not need all our pious works. Yes, He is pleased with those who take time caring for other people, those who meditate on His Words, and those who share His Good News to others, etc. But it does not mean that God only hears them and rejects the others. What God cares about is our intentions whenever we pray. He does not listen to your neighbor’s prayer because he or she reads his or her Bible 15 times a day or because he or she gives his or her tithes and you are not. It is not about our actions, but it’s about our motives. God knows our thoughts. Even though we pray using our mouth, He listens and sees our hearts. He considers the prayer of those people who has unselfish intentions, those who let His will be done, and those who are faithful to His promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We pray not only because we want something to happen, or because we are desperate for a miracle. We pray because we want to give Him glory, to thank Him for everything, and for us to communicate with Him. Just take heart. Continue to be faithful to Him. He knows what to give and when to give it. Trust in His right timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-6227199517889986478?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6227199517889986478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-good-people-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6227199517889986478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6227199517889986478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-good-people-pray.html' title='When good people pray'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-408153802215688878</id><published>2011-04-03T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T06:52:23.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'am afraid Lord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5 months from now, I'll be making a very tough decision that will determined my future. A decision which is already giving me terrible time to think about. Leaving this country &amp;amp; working abroad is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;something I wanted to do even before this idea of going to Singapore materialized. I already had it in mind. I thought that when you're working in different country, it'll make you rich. It'll make your dreams of having a good &amp;amp; stable life come true. In some cases, these are true. We all know that. But for some, leaving this country is really not the solution.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When you are in a situation that you have to leave everything behind just for the heck of "im-doing-this-for-my-future", it makes you think whether, "Is it worth it?" "Will it work?" "Will it make things happen for me?".  Sometimes having "reason" is not enough. You need to dig deeper, sometimes you need to have a purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is hard, it is terrifying to be there, on your own, not exactly sure what the future holds for you. That's what I'am feeling right now. I'm terrified to leave everything behind here, and to take the risk without having the assurance that once I get there, everything will be ok. That everything will go as planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I sometimes laugh at myself for feeling and thinking this way. I, who keeps on telling other people to TRUST God with all their heart, who always tells everyone that our God is a God who will PROVIDE, who always assures her friends that GOD KNOWS WHAT TO GIVE US, AND WHEN TO GIVE IT, is losing her faith and now clouded with fear &amp;amp; doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My mind is battling against my heart. My mind dictates that I should be logical &amp;amp; practical. It keeps on telling me that I should do things on my own. That I'am the only one who can make my plans to come true. But my heart knows better. My heart keeps on reminding me to trust God in spite of all the pressure, doubt, fear and uncertainty. I'm telling you, it is not easy. Our mind and heart (ideally) should go hand &amp;amp; hand. They should go together in a perfect harmony to come up with the best solution or answer. But if one them is in contrary with the other, it leads us to confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(My iTunes is now playing Forever by Chris Tomlin, search for the lyrics, the message is just what I needed, I think God is telling me something..)According to Harold Sala (author of "&lt;i&gt;When your heart cries out to God"), "if Jesus is the Master of your life, there is no room for fear"&lt;/i&gt;. I know this is true. God is our source of hope, life, and ultimate planner of our future, and as long as God exists, we can be assured that He will not let anything bad happens to us. That our future is secured, and our life is in His loving hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It is really important to have somebody around you that will always remind you of God's love, promises and someone who will constantly pray for you. I'm lucky to have those kind of people around me. They are God's way of telling me to keep my faith, and to hold on to His Words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm praying that God will continue to teach me on how to trust in His promises and to strengthen my faith. This is His way of refining me and molding me to become the person He purposely created me for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-408153802215688878?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/408153802215688878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/04/iam-afraid-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/408153802215688878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/408153802215688878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/04/iam-afraid-lord.html' title='I&apos;am afraid Lord...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-6084648756629107646</id><published>2011-03-28T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:34:41.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being busy is not an excuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It’s been a while. My last entry was way back March 14 and it’s now the 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 3 days before we hit the month of April. Honestly, I’ve been very busy and occupied with too many things. There’s this new laptop, which, unfortunately took my focus out from my daily Bible readings &amp;amp; devotionals (I haven’t confessed it yet, again, been busy thinking of some other things). I’ve wanted to have this device for so long and the excitement it brought me when it finally arrived was so great. So great that it caused me some sleepless nights, skipped meals, and lack of time for Him-this is the worst part of all. Another activity that took my focus off of my regular blogging activity is my tedious and well-planned &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cebu&lt;/st1:place&gt; trip. Yes, I know this might sound exaggerated, but it’s all worth it! The planning and countless itinerary revisions caused me to loose some of my precious time &amp;amp; some headaches (and a couple of my notebook’s pages.lol). These activities took a hold of my time and my mind out from what I should really be doing on my free time-and that is, meditating on His word and communicating with Him, through prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I’am guilty and I don’t have an excuse for it. I was so thrilled with all the activities heading my way. I was excited with everything. I’m busy. I thought I deserved this. I thought I needed to have a break-not just from work, but with all the reading and meditating. It’s time for me to have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Earlier today, I had the chance to read His Word again. Well, even when I was in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cebu&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I was reading my Bible, but honestly, I did not understand much of it. I think it is because I’m not seeking Him during that time. Again, I’m preoccupied with so many things. It’s like I’m only reading it so that I could tell to myself that I’m not missing out on His word. So that He will be pleased with me, knowing that I’m reading His word even though I’m on a vacation (gosh, my stupidity is being emphasized here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I really felt bad when I realized what I did for the past days. He didn’t deserve to be ignored, especially after giving me so many blessings, after giving me another year to enjoy this world, and after giving me so many reasons to be happy. No, He definitely deserved my time, my service, my commitment, &amp;amp; my life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;God knows my weaknesses, my limitations, the things or reasons that might caused me to sin or to be tempted. He can read my thoughts, my heart &amp;amp; He understands my feelings. He completely knows my capability, my dreams, my plans and He holds my future. These are just some of the wonderful things that our God can do. But despite of His greatness and omnipresence, we still forget that a being like him, who longs for our time and our heart, is in existence. He is real. He is alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don’t want the time to come when I will just remember praying and reading His Word when I’m in deep trouble, or experiencing depression or heartache. I don’t want to call upon the Lord only when I’m in terrible situation. But instead, I want to remember God all the days of my life. When I’m happy, excited, thankful, teary-eyed, hungry, nervous, joyful, alone, sad, contented, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;My prayer is that God will teach me to love Him more than anyone or anything in this world. To give me the boldness &amp;amp; courage to share the Good News to those who are willing to receive it, and to give my life in service to others, just like what Jesus did.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know God will be with me every step of the way. He will never forget me. He will never take a break or will go on a vacation. He’s with me 24/7, 365 days.&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/4831379848098343319-6084648756629107646?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6084648756629107646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-busy-is-not-excused.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6084648756629107646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6084648756629107646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/being-busy-is-not-excused.html' title='Being busy is not an excuse'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-60633710668352425</id><published>2011-03-14T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T02:40:50.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be still, and know that we have a God..</title><content type='html'>Revolutions in the Middle East, earthquakes in New Zealand, tsunami in Japan. These news has been circulating both foreign and local news for the past months. Fear and worry has covered the lives of many. But what's worse is, a lot has been spreading false news that creates terror that only worsen the situation. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of the recent events, many are associating these as one of the signs that the end of time is near. Some say that 2012 is indeed the end of age. Speculations after speculations are popping up. Some are non-responsive to these (whether they don't care about it, or they know better than what other people are saying)kind of issues. But for some, because of fear and uncertainty on what could happen to them if the end of world will come, these events causes them to panic and to rely on something or someone that could give them assurance that nothing bad will happen to them. Which eventually leads them in believing false teachings/teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fear causes people to be uncertain. Terror leads to hopelessness. Certain events in our lives, such as those we are experiencing right now, is a reminder that there is a BEING, more powerful than these catastrophe. A reliable and ever dependable FATHER that will cause no harm to His children. A SAVIOR that will reach out to every sinner and will ensure that everyone is in safe hands. God wanted us to depend, rely, trust in Him more than ever before. He wanted us to be still, and for us to understand that whatever happens in this world, that only through Him, that we are gonna be safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4831379848098343319-60633710668352425?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/60633710668352425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/be-still-and-know-that-we-have-god.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/60633710668352425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/60633710668352425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/03/be-still-and-know-that-we-have-god.html' title='Be still, and know that we have a God..'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-493733450191211791</id><published>2011-01-16T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T18:56:28.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm not really good when it comes to composing blogs or poems. But I think my heart has found a way on how I can express my gratitude to my one &amp;amp; only God.  This poem is still untitled, well maybe I could give it a name some time soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When my perfect little world has crashed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;All my hopes &amp;amp; his sweet promises has been thrown to trash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pain was never introduced to me in a gravity like this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I guess my world is not really a picture of bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I thought life is just so unfair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why do I have to live alone without a pair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Is this gonna be my fate 'till the end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Can I just pretend like this disaster never happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;When everything seems to be too painful &amp;amp; out of hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There was someone above who didn't let go of my precious hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I never knew He was watching over me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I guess I was blinded, that's why I didn't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He loves me more than anything in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm His masterpiece that He now unfolds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He cares for me like a precious gem, more valuable than gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;His love is a wonderful story that should be told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jesus, my Messiah, thank you for your endless love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I will be forever grateful, my hands will lift you up above!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You save me from my sin, you cleanse me from within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And now I'm as white as snow, no spots, just glow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My lips will not be sealed, for it will praise you 'till the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh I love you Jesus, my Savior my Best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4831379848098343319-493733450191211791?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/493733450191211791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/untitled-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/493733450191211791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/493733450191211791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/untitled-poem.html' title='Untitled Poem'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-1726600222228952765</id><published>2011-01-01T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:57:40.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you 2010, Ola 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Happy 2011!! I'm really fascinated on how times passes quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;! And I mean it was just unbelievable. I never thought that my 2010 will end up like this. I was so blessed and completely in owe of what Jesus has done in my life. If you could still remember, the start of my 2010 was a mess! Breakup, heartache,disappointment, everything. Name it, I experienced it. But because of God's awesome love &amp;amp; everlasting grace, &lt;b&gt;the mess in the first quarter of last year was turned into a great message. A message of true LOVE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Last year was a year of true love, friendship, salvation and change. My life will never be the same again. It'll be MORE exciting, awesome and fruitful because I'm living my life now with Jesus as the center of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;2010 opened my eyes on what really matters. Not only in this lifetime, but on the next (most specially the next).Since the day I acknowledged Jesus as my Savior and Master, He never abandoned me. I never felt lonely. Well, there are still moments of sadness (of course), I still cry for those times I feel depressed, alone, &amp;amp; forgotten. But by God's grace, I was never consumed by those feelings. It didn't took so long for me to be revived and to start again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And now, I'm on another chapter of my life. Another year that is full of HOPE, FAITH &amp;amp; LOVE. &lt;b&gt;I'm not afraid to face all the battles in my life&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;I'm not afraid to be hurt&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;I'm not afraid to fall on my knees again..&lt;/b&gt;. No, not anymore. Our life here is just a preparation for the next. &lt;b&gt;Whatever we learn here, whatever we face here is something that we need to go through. It's all in His plan. And He knows perfectly what He is doing&lt;/b&gt;. I can bet on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I will end my 2010  with a thankful heart. Without this year, I won't be who I am right now. Without all the tests that He allowed me to take, I wouldn't know His great love &amp;amp; plan for my life. Thank you Jesus for 2010. I am now ready to face 2011!&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/4831379848098343319-1726600222228952765?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1726600222228952765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/thank-you-2010-ola-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1726600222228952765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1726600222228952765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2011/01/thank-you-2010-ola-2011.html' title='Thank you 2010, Ola 2011!'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-5369417498594703177</id><published>2010-11-07T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:18:34.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our God-Father, Provider</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogEntryContent"&gt;&lt;span class="fw_sanitized"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sunday, my favorite day of the week. Not because it's my rest day, or because  it's supposed to be "family day" but because it is the time were I could spend  time with my Church, friends &amp;amp; to hear His word. He trully blessed this  day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every Sunday, after work, I always go to GCF (Greenhills Christian  Fellowship) to attend my DIscovery class. But even though I love attending  church services and mingle with my fellow brothers &amp;amp; sisters, my heart is  always half-hearted in attending the class(I think it's the enemy's way to  disctract me).  There's this desire in me to just skip it. Like I'm always  feeling lazy to attend. But thanks to God's grace, I never miss any of my class!  I know He wanted me to take it so that I could be equipped. He always helped we  won the temptation &amp;amp; evil desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Discovery class is amazing. My teachers (Deacon Dan &amp;amp; Teacher Thelma) are  great! God has really given them wisdom to discern and explain His words to each  student. I love to hear their experiences. I love be surrounded with wise &amp;amp;  responsible adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They are my motivation. I want to be like them someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;VCF Sunday never fails to energize me. I remember Pstr. Shaddy's words to my  friend when we heard His preaching.. "It keeps on getting better" and indeed, my  experience with God, my relationship, is getting better and better every single  day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night's preaching was ministered by Pstr Chinkee Tan. VCF center was jam  packed! He preached about the series "Overflowing". It talks about God's  generosity, His unlimited blessings and how we should ask God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The service is AMAZING. It is so in time with what I'am facing right now. I  really felt that God has re-assured me that nothing is too hard for Him to  provide. We only have to ask Him and He will surely give it. He is not  only WILLING, but also ABLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pstr Chinkee Tan aslo emphasize that when we ask God, we have to be specific.  We have to have the FAITH. Ask Him like child asking a Father.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some of us are hesitant in asking God for something. Maybe because we are  ashame, doubful or impatient. &lt;strong&gt;Ashame&lt;/strong&gt; because we keep on sinning  and we thought that God will not grant our prayers. Sin creates a gap between us  &amp;amp; God. Sin makes us more dependent on ourselves rather than God's. Some of  us are &lt;strong&gt;doubtful&lt;/strong&gt;. Always thinking that God can never supply us  the things we need. We always thought that God has a limit.  And most of us are  &lt;strong&gt;impatient&lt;/strong&gt;. We don't like to wait. We'd take the first step in  accomplishing or getting what we need, rather than waiting for God's perfect  timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Those are only some of the reasons why we don't call upon God for help. But  remember, if you are a child of God, you would know that our Father is generous  and concerned with our concern. If our earthly father works 5 times a week, if  he prioritize the needs of his children more than his own, and if he cares about  you, what more is our Heavenly Father? He is our only provider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I walked out of VCF full of happiness in my heart and a renewed faith. Words  cannot express my gratitude for Him. He's just awesome in every way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let me just share this verse from the Gospel of Matthew.  If you have any  doubt that God can provide you your needs, rely on this verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock  and the door will be opened to you." Matthew 7:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone?  Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are  evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your  Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him" - Matthew  7:9-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/4831379848098343319-5369417498594703177?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5369417498594703177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-god-father-provider.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5369417498594703177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5369417498594703177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-god-father-provider.html' title='Our God-Father, Provider'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-1441749937225123601</id><published>2010-10-21T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T00:36:28.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lapis at Papel para sa mga taga Pange</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530399757342947810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TL_tRypVOeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/s_rkxZJTjMc/s320/lapis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always have the desire to teach kids. Although I haven't had any experience on it, I believe that God planted this desire in my heart for a greater purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been reading some article over the internet about the poorest barangay here in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;And I found out that this barangay is suituated in Mindanao, particularly in Zamboanga.&lt;br /&gt;According to the article, this barangay has no passable road, no elecricity, no daycare center, no portable water system and health center at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to know that even though we are already in the 20th century, many are still left behind. Many are still unable to experience the benefit of techonology. Specially when it comes to health &amp;amp; education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I'am greatly blessed by my Heavenly Father and I know that He wanted me to share whatever blessing I have to those who are in need. Particularly the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the increasing number of OOSY (out of school youth), awareness and donations are highly needed to supply the needs of our less fortunate kababayan.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know where and how to start this project. I know some maybe raising their eyebrows, thinking that this will not materialize. But I know deep in my heart, God is calling me to do this. I know He wanted me to go there and make Him known to those people. I've been praying for this, and maybe this is His answer.&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/4831379848098343319-1441749937225123601?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1441749937225123601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-always-have-desire-to-teach-kids.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1441749937225123601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1441749937225123601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-always-have-desire-to-teach-kids.html' title='Lapis at Papel para sa mga taga Pange'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TL_tRypVOeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/s_rkxZJTjMc/s72-c/lapis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-8007607181057155022</id><published>2010-10-01T02:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T02:10:48.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heavenly Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TKWlcLdMt8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/YVXvA4Ub6rU/s1600/heavenly_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TKWlcLdMt8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/YVXvA4Ub6rU/s320/heavenly_man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523002421569959874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="fw_sanitized"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm always excited when payday comes. First, I'm gonna be able to eat some  good food (for real ^_^), second, I'm gonna be able to buy some cool stuff,  third I'm gonna be able to share some of it to my fam and lastly, I'm gonna be  able to buy some really worth reading books! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I never realize that I'm slowly collecting a dozen of books! From fiction, to  autobiographies, to suspense, I even got a dozen of Archie comics too!  It seems  that my passion for reading is slowly taking place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When I became a Christian, I've started buying books that will help me know  more about God. My most precious book of all would be my Bible (TEV). I first  got my own one last Feb (of this year). Since then, I became hooked to it. It  was the most amazing thing I ever bought. I also purchased the Purpose Driven by  RIck Warren, Chicken Soup, What Matters Most, Roadtrip, How to mend a Broken  heart, I kissed dating goodbye (which I got from my sister) and so much more.  And lately, I purchased a new one entitled: The Heavenly Man. It was a true  story from a preacher from China. It talks about the man's conversion, calling,  suffering, persecution and deep faith in Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; It is such an amazing story to read (I encourage you to get a copy and be  moved as well on how God uses this man to spread the Good News in China). It  highlights God's magnificent power, love, greatness &amp;amp; the man's unshaken  faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;While reading this book, I once asked myself, "Will I ever be like this man?,  will I ever be as bold, courageous, faithful, humble as he is?" I feel like  crying after I asked that to myself. I always thought that I'm already doing  some great work for my Lord, (I know God pays attention to everything that we're  doing for His kingdom) but I feel guilty because I know deep inside my heart  that I'm not as dedicated as this man. I'm still struggling, still attached to  this world, still longing for something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know there is a reason for everything. And I know that God wanted me to  read this book and realize that I'm here for a purpose. For His purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm not yet done reading this book, but I know God is speaking to me through  it. I wanted to become like Brother Yun (the preacher), Sister Juan, and Deling.  I know one day, I'm gonna be used by God to speak boldly about His Son. Soon, we  will all be called to fulfill our purpose here on earth like the Heavenly Man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-8007607181057155022?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8007607181057155022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/10/heavenly-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/8007607181057155022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/8007607181057155022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/10/heavenly-man.html' title='The Heavenly Man'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TKWlcLdMt8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/YVXvA4Ub6rU/s72-c/heavenly_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-3292681441387962420</id><published>2010-08-11T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:03:44.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My top 5 leading men...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They are not really my all time fave leading men, but I definitely enjoy watching their movies. So let's see what I got here... First of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;5. Justin Long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(boyish-looking actor with thick eyebrows and a friendly smile, that's how this guy captured the hearts of Drew Barrymore, Kaitlin Doubleday and more. I first saw him at Jeepers Creepers and boy, I can't get him out of my head.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGM8rjm2BBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UlLjBOaQ33w/s320/Justin_Long_001_310109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504309888567084050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4. Chris Evans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(This guy must be included in the hottest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;guy alive list, if not, then shame on them! Christopher Robert Evans -in real life, often recognized for appearing in films adapted from comic books - Fantastic Four, Not Another Teen movie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGNCEExEDJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4lNhRTypkBg/s320/tn2_chris_evans_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504315807343316114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3. Channing Tatum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Channing Matthew Tatum, born April 26, 1980, is an American actor and film producer. He began his career as a fashion model and now appears in film roles. Would you believe that this guy over here was first cast as a dancer in Ricky Martin's "She Bangs" music video? Good thing he didn't end up with him ^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGOjzEcZaDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/VGtyCYD5J48/s320/channing_tatum.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504423267338381362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2.  Jason Statham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(I first saw him in the movie Italian Job and he definitely caught my attention because of his sexy accent and perfect looking abs! Jason was born in South London and still single!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGOlrwQ3V1I/AAAAAAAAAGs/8_6rH6AI3P4/s320/jason-statham-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504425340685473618" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&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"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1.  Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(No doubt this guy deserve to be in this spot. He keeps on getting better and better!  DiCaprio's career began with his appearing in several commercials and educational films. I first saw him in the movie Titanic where he played the role as Jack Dawson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGOoCRD_0oI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yhTOnhaVdSc/s320/leonardo-dicaprio-122.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504427926470251138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-3292681441387962420?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3292681441387962420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-top-5-leading-men.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3292681441387962420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3292681441387962420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-top-5-leading-men.html' title='My top 5 leading men...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGM8rjm2BBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UlLjBOaQ33w/s72-c/Justin_Long_001_310109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-1747924798479592969</id><published>2010-08-09T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:39:40.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing period</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGEhpkDvq9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/v9LY5zpk0_4/s1600/test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGEhpkDvq9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/v9LY5zpk0_4/s320/test.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503717217561193426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is testing me through my patience, for sure I'll fail it. BIG TIME! It's not my virtue. And it'll take a lot time &amp;amp; effort for me to develop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I know God is testing me again. And I must say it didn't go well. I even questioned Him about His ways.. Sometimes, I can't help but ask Him why is He doing that? Why is it hard for me to pass that simple yet very challenge test? I feel bad asking Him about it. I know better than questioning His thoughts &amp;amp; ways. I know why it has to be that way. And I also know why it should happen here, now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, my thoughts and actions are totally different from what I'm trying to become.. Very different from His likeness. It's hard, and I bet you know it is.  We need His grace ALWAYS. And I'm gonna be needing it everyday of my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My testing period is not yet over. That's for sure. And if I continue to depend on myself alone, I'll probably get an F for my grade. I need Jesus everyday of my life. I badly need His presence specially in the kind of work that I have.... I need to learn on how to depend and trust Him wholeheartedly. Only He can help me pass the test that God has prepared for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-1747924798479592969?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1747924798479592969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/testing-period.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1747924798479592969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1747924798479592969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/testing-period.html' title='Testing period'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TGEhpkDvq9I/AAAAAAAAAGM/v9LY5zpk0_4/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-3901546143136674081</id><published>2010-08-08T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T01:52:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downpour on a Sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5wBcm00QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rCXWgZT68x0/s1600/Photo0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5wBcm00QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rCXWgZT68x0/s320/Photo0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502958964854542594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5vc3NiOwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/381WbLwysAU/s1600/Photo0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5vc3NiOwI/AAAAAAAAAFM/381WbLwysAU/s320/Photo0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502958336341064450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the heavy rain I was forced to go home right away. I miss the service today. It's sad.. =(&lt;div&gt;I just hope everyone is not as wet as I am after this downpour.. &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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-3901546143136674081?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3901546143136674081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/downpour-on-sunday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3901546143136674081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3901546143136674081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/downpour-on-sunday-afternoon.html' title='Downpour on a Sunday afternoon'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5wBcm00QI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rCXWgZT68x0/s72-c/Photo0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-5900503594669608587</id><published>2010-08-07T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T02:31:28.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haaayyyyy.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF55WSdjA1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/uC5DP3xfryQ/s1600/3038701605_5bb2e4f5da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF55WSdjA1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/uC5DP3xfryQ/s320/3038701605_5bb2e4f5da.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502969218513175378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;*^@*(@$@!@!$@$@$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate it!!! I'm totally pissed off! Darn it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shame on you who invented that modem. I bet you can sense my FRUSTRATION. Oh yeah! I'm totally tired of dealing with that cr*p.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shame shame shame on you worthless modem! I hate you now more than ever. You're such a pain. Instead of making the life of your customer easy and worry-free, You're being the sole source of disappointment &amp;amp; headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not mad at the customers (well sometimes I become irritated with them) instead, it's the system &amp;amp; the modem that I wanted to totally smash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, it's hard to keep your cool, even for me. Sometimes I wanted to just end the call, send the customer to a different department and go on with the next victim, I mean caller :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But sometimes my conscience seems to know what to do, and she convicts me of doing the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life here on Earth is really difficult. It's dificult to win over temptation, anger, bitterness, pain, lonliness IF WE DON'T HAVE JESUS. I still feel tempted, and sometimes I feel defeated by sin. But, I think God is telling me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to rely on Him and just keep doing what is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4831379848098343319-5900503594669608587?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5900503594669608587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/haaayyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5900503594669608587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5900503594669608587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/haaayyyyy.html' title='Haaayyyyy.....'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF55WSdjA1I/AAAAAAAAAGE/uC5DP3xfryQ/s72-c/3038701605_5bb2e4f5da.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-5591965163555561236</id><published>2010-08-06T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T23:59:48.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's purpose</title><content type='html'>I wanted to be an aircraft technician.&lt;br /&gt;I want to study a different language.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sponsor a child&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel.&lt;br /&gt;I want to teach kids.&lt;br /&gt;I want to....... the list could go on &amp;amp; on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it obvious that I wanted to accomplish a lot in my life? Well I do!&lt;br /&gt;Before I became a Christian, all I wanted to do is to earn money, travel to different places, buy the coolest gadgets, have the latest clothes. Everything that money can buy!&lt;br /&gt;But then I've come to realize that as soon as I'm done with the first one, I will not feel contented and most probably I will desire to accomplish some other things more!&lt;br /&gt;Plus the fact that some of my "wordly" plans are quite hard to accomplish not to mention expensive too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my only and greatest desire is to serve God (please don't smirk on me like that). It may sound absurd, but my love for Him is much greater now than my love for this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't hardly believe myself for thinking like this now. Sometimes I often ask myself "are you sure you wanna do that?!" but I know He is speaking to my heart and He wanted me to show everybody His greatness.  My life's purpose is NOT to work for this world. No. But to follow His desire and to harvest as many souls as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life could be really tough. Very unpredictable. But as long as we remain with our purpose and to stay firm with our faith with God, be sure that everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even today I still feel confused on what should I do first. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed! I wanted to accomplish everything ASAP! But I know God is telling me to slow down. To stay put. To wait for his GO signal. Sometimes we taught that it's His voice that speaking to us, but beware, sometimes it's the enemy's voice! So don't be deceived. Listen to Him carefully and faithfully. You'll know your life's purpose. And I hope that you &amp;amp; I can both accomplish it for His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-5591965163555561236?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5591965163555561236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-purpose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5591965163555561236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5591965163555561236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifes-purpose.html' title='Life&apos;s purpose'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-2174413745969427075</id><published>2010-08-03T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T15:23:30.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word@Work - Mission Strategy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TFiWBQEr4SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uFPwO9E4MPo/s1600/mission.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TFiWBQEr4SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uFPwO9E4MPo/s320/mission.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501311893071716642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Luke 10:1  After this the Lord appointed seventy-two others and sent them two by two ahead of him to every town and place where he was about to go. (NIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In case anybody should think that only the disciples were being trained in ministry (and therefore 'ordinary' believers had no responsibility in evangelism), Luke includes this episode. The Twelve had already been sent out on mission; now 72 others were told to go out. Their task was simply to announce that Jesus was coming, and that people needed to get ready for Him. It was the same job as John the Baptist's, to prepare the way for the Lord (Luke 3:4). But in addition, they were to demonstrate the power of God's Kingdom over sickness, as well as over ignorance and evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They were to be heralds, fore-runners, announcers: practical prophets who said, "We have met the Son of God, heard His truth and seen His power, and here is a sample of His kindness; welcome Him when He comes to your town!" Their task was critically linked with the expectation that Jesus would come to satisfy those who believed in every way. They went in pairs; partly for company and to increase their courage, and partly to check the pride which so easily creeps into 'successful' ministry. The key was that they were working with the Lord, under His instruction and expecting Him to complete the work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Evangelism, mission and ministry were never intended to be complicated. &lt;b&gt;All they require is the courage to say the truth about Jesus&lt;/b&gt;, and to demonstrate something of His truth and power to change lives. Find a Christian friend, pray together and seek the Lord's wisdom about where, when and how to share this wonderful message, meeting the needs of others as you go. Of course, there is no confidence for a fore-runner if you do not believe that the great person will come behind you: so we need to believe that the Lord will follow through your introduction of the person and work of Jesus. It would be a great shame if the Lord came close to one of your friends, family or colleagues and they were not ready to welcome Him as Saviour and Lord. So we all need to be alert each day: our presence in the community or workplace is God's advertisement that Jesus wants to meet them. So let's do our part well, together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4831379848098343319-2174413745969427075?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2174413745969427075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordwork-mission-strategy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2174413745969427075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2174413745969427075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/wordwork-mission-strategy.html' title='Word@Work - Mission Strategy'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TFiWBQEr4SI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uFPwO9E4MPo/s72-c/mission.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-2319037544098348330</id><published>2010-08-02T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:34:15.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want me to do Lord?</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, in the midst of our busy life, you get to have a moment of silence and reflection. &lt;div&gt;Minsan ang dami nating gustong gawin. We want things to be done all at once! As if we're trying to beat the deadline (deadline for what?). We force ourselves to work for something that is really not worth it. Something that will benefit our desire.  Something that will win the approval of those people around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've come to a realization lately. Realization about the things I thought I'm doing for Him. I normally read His Word and try to get the thought of it and forward an SMS to my friends, officemates and even to random people. My goal is for them to know Christ and God's love. I'm so happy every time I get the chance to send those messages to my friends. Hoping that they too, can feel God's love. But somehow, my feelings toward it has changed. I think God is telling me something. He's telling me that I'm not doing it right. That my purpose for doing it is slowly changing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've asked myself, "am I doing it for my friends to know and start a relationship with Christ or am I doing it for them to know that I'm a good Christian or am I doing it to prove to myself that I'm doing what I thought is pleasing in His eyes..." A lot of question has popped-up in my head. I feel guilty too. God made me realized that what I'm doing is not pleasing to Him anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I talked to my friend. She told me that sometimes we  thought that doing this "religious" stuff is always pleasing in God's sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said that we need to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;righteous NOT religious.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes even the things we do for our Lord is being used by the enemy to mislead us. We need to armed ourselves with His Word and to constantly speak to Him. I'm still wondering what does God want me to do.. Lately I've been thinking of ways on how I can please God. But I think what He really wants is for me to completely trust and believe His promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still struggling. But with prayers and God's help, I know I will become what He wanted me to be..&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-2319037544098348330?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2319037544098348330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-want-me-to-do-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2319037544098348330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2319037544098348330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-do-you-want-me-to-do-lord.html' title='What do you want me to do Lord?'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-833159204228577775</id><published>2010-08-02T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:33:45.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected caller...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is Sunday, one of my favorite day of the week. My spirit is high! I'm looking forward to this day. I'm excited to go to church after work. Everything is perfect. I'm not late today (proud of it)which is a very good sign too. Like what I said, everything is on the right place! Although it's heavily queuing, it's fine with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Got a call from a lady (I think she's old because she said that she can't see things clearly anymore) asking assistance to get her email to work. I thought, "Another so so calls" I go through my routine, asking her questions relevant to her problems. The call went fine. It was a good one. Short call. Then before we end up the call, the lady (Her name is Ms. Dorothy Ledum) asked a question. A question that I've heard before.. "Lanie, do you believe that Jesus is your Savior?" she asked. My heart was filled with joy after hearing her question. This woman on the other side of the phone is my sister. Sister in Christ! I immediately said that I'm a Christian. To be honest, on my almost 5 years of being a technical support agent, this is the very first time that I've encountered a person like her. I mean, we're both Christian! It's just awesome! I'm so happy to speak to her! We prayed over the phone and it's just wonderful. My heart is full of joy! I can't explain it. I just admire her. She uses every opportunity she has to speak out the truth about Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will never ever forget her. She's an inspiration to me. I thank God for letting me talk to her this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wherever you are Ms. Ledum, our conversation earlier is one of the best calls I ever had. Thank you so much for being a blessing.&lt;/span&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/4831379848098343319-833159204228577775?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/833159204228577775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/unexpected-caller_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/833159204228577775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/833159204228577775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/08/unexpected-caller_02.html' title='Unexpected caller...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-7581994698647308615</id><published>2010-07-26T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T18:48:11.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Servant of God...</title><content type='html'>Being a Christian is NOT easy. Definitely not. There's a lot of problems to face. Persecution to endure. Trials to overcome. And there's a lot of people to reach out. I'm not complaining, not at all. Honestly, I haven't been to any of those yet. Well, there are times that I've been persecuted, I heard a lot of harsh judgement. But that's fine with me. I don't really give a thing to those. It made me sad, but it never made me look and go back to my old ways. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I could hear myself asking, "am I doing anything good for my Lord?" "am I truly following Him?". Sometimes I feel that I'm useless. Sometimes I feel that no matter what I do, it will never be pleasing to my Lord's eyes. At times, I think that I'm not worthy to be called His child....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But God always find a way to make me realize that He appreciate every single thing that I'm doing for my neighbors, for Him. That He treasures me and He is so proud of what I've become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the father, on the story about the prodigal son, God has all the reason to celebrate for having her daughter back to His arms once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I continue my journey with Christ, I keep in my heart &amp;amp; mind the purpose why God had called me. His promises of eternal life always thrilled me, it even makes me wanna cry out of joy! It's amazing to find out that we are being included to the few, elite and special people that will be in His kingdom someday! And the excitement of knowing it and not sharing it to those who haven't heard of it makes me uneasy. It's like keeping a very important thing that the whole world has the right to know. I'm being selfish in some way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our working permit for God is worth a lifetime. A responsibility that He bestow upon His trusted people alone. And it's our job to refer &amp;amp; hire others too! It's not easy. The enemy will ALWAYS find a way to distract, disturbed, destroy us. But worry not! Our mentor,  shield, best friend is always with us. 24/7. His hotline is always OPEN. He will never put us on hold. He will never let us wait in a very long queue! Jesus is ALWAYS AVAILABLE for us. He always finds a way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let me ask you this, who do you work for? Choose your boss now. He's waiting for your application. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4831379848098343319-7581994698647308615?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/7581994698647308615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/servant-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/7581994698647308615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/7581994698647308615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/servant-of-god.html' title='Servant of God...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-3855956517621070839</id><published>2010-07-19T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:05:05.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory over Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TEUPkLdQBUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dkZoGAXdLjQ/s1600/victory+over+bad+habits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TEUPkLdQBUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dkZoGAXdLjQ/s320/victory+over+bad+habits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495816034500740418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Listening to Almost Over You by Sheena Easton) &lt;div&gt;Sometimes, we failed to see the true purpose of all the hardship and challenges that we are facing. It's normal. We tend to focus on the pain, on the heartache. That's our initial reaction. Nobody can tell us not to feel the pain and just pretend.  Even Christ allowed himself to feel the pain. He cried. He allowed himself to grieve for the lost of His dear friend Lazarus. It's part of our nature. We can't take that kind of response out of our system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a friend who's really in a deep pain right now.. I can feel her pain, I can see her suffering from the heartbreak. I know I can relate to it, I've been through it myself. She once said, "Sana hindi na lang siya binigay ni God.." I understand her bitterness towards the situation. I know she's not directly questioning God's intention or purpose, but somehow,  I feel that she has doubts about what God is planning for her.  It is normal to feel bad, to ask question as to why this had happened instead of the other one. Again, I've been through that phase too. And honestly, during my own heartbreak, all the answer that I've heard seems to be not making sense to me. I can't accept the fact that we are DONE. That all their advise of moving on and acceptance is not helping me at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus is the ultimate healer. Our one of a kind BFF! (Best friend forever). I can still remember the time when I asked Jesus to heal my broken heart. I cry to Him, pleading to restore my shuttered life. And Jesus did. Without having second thoughts, he helped me to revive my almost dying heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has all the reason and answer why we are in pain. Actually God didn't cause that pain, this world has caused it. It's because this world is full of sin. He has a VALID reason why we have to undergo such trials. All He want us to do is to remain focus to Him. I know it's difficult. Yes sometimes it's hard to stay focus to Him when everything else is falling. But remember what He said. He won't forsake us, He will never abandon us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy that God let me feel the pain. I'm glad He allowed me once in my life to be broken hearted. Why? Because I was able to come closer to Him and understand more His will than mine. He allowed me to undergo such pain for me to grow and live a life which is more meaningful and pleasing in His eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-3855956517621070839?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3855956517621070839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/he-has-all-reason-behind-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3855956517621070839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3855956517621070839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/07/he-has-all-reason-behind-everything.html' title='Victory over Pain'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TEUPkLdQBUI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dkZoGAXdLjQ/s72-c/victory+over+bad+habits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-6669093355234634675</id><published>2010-06-21T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:11:49.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's amazing grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TDuhKqZJ47I/AAAAAAAAAE0/jsTQfAk-s6g/s1600/34096_1523693577377_1385739689_1442802_5994740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TDuhKqZJ47I/AAAAAAAAAE0/jsTQfAk-s6g/s320/34096_1523693577377_1385739689_1442802_5994740_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493161375059010482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my blog. I've been busy for the last past weeks and I haven't had enough time to share my thoughts lately.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time seems to pass so unconsciously fast. I can't hardly believe that it has been 5 months since the dreaded "b.u" day (short for break-up day. lol) and here I am, feeling more alive than ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every step that I take now in my life is really worth it. And it's all because of Jesus.  Jesus heals my heart. He gave me a second chance, and this time, I'm not gonna blew it! I'm lovin' every single day of my life now and it's all because of God's amazing and matchless grace! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you imagine life without His grace, His presence in our life, His love? I cannot. I don't think I can survive a day without God's guidance. No... He's all I ever need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is doing great right now..  I have a ministry (Young professionals) now at Word of Hope and I also have a vgroup (small group) at Victory. God is continue blessing me with so much grace!  I'm so thankful to my friends. They keep on inspiring me to continue what I had begun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I understand the true meaning of happiness. It's not only on having so much material things in this world, accomplishments, success in career, having a lot of friends (especially in facebook. lol) being in a relationship, places you've been to, but true happiness comes within. True happiness comes from having a true relationship and understanding of Jesus. Happiness is serving Him with all your heart. Happiness is knowing that after this life here on earth, there is another life greater than what we've experience here. Life with Jesus in heaven. Life without sadness, without hardship. But pure glory and happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope all my friends and you who is reading this right now could also experience this kind of happiness. Happiness that money can't buy, happiness that can't be given by someone else but only by Jesus.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-6669093355234634675?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6669093355234634675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/gods-amazing-grace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6669093355234634675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6669093355234634675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/06/gods-amazing-grace.html' title='God&apos;s amazing grace'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TDuhKqZJ47I/AAAAAAAAAE0/jsTQfAk-s6g/s72-c/34096_1523693577377_1385739689_1442802_5994740_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-3407758868387415575</id><published>2010-05-26T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T09:12:49.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word@Work - May 27</title><content type='html'>As promised, I'm gonna be posting some of the daily devotionals that I'm receiving from BeaconLight. I thank God for giving us this kind of technology. It is much faster to spread &amp;amp; communicate His good news!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title for today's devotional is: Open for business&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;Luke 7:36-38&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;  Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee's house and reclined at the table. When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them. (NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;The woman was known for her grubby reputation. 'Nice religious' people did not want to know her; but she believed that Jesus was different. So when she arrived at a smart dinner party, without an invitation, it caused quite a stir. Jesus and the other guests would have been reclining on low couches with their legs stretched out away from the central table. Standing behind Jesus, this weeping woman's tears splashed onto His feet, which she dried with her un-braided hair before breaking open a vial of expensive perfume and pouring it on Jesus' feet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The questions everybody was asking were, "Why did she come, why was she weeping, why did she get so close to Jesus, why the perfume and why did Jesus not reject her?" The rest of the narrative will unfold over the next few days, but by this stage in the story all we know is that she came because she wanted to come, she wept because she could not help it; and we know that Jesus did not reject her at all.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jesus never rejects anybody who comes honestly grieving over their sin. Those who really hope that Jesus will be merciful to them will find mercy and grace and love in abundance. Often the first step is the most difficult, wondering if our catalogue of sin will repel the Saviour of the world, wondering if the religious authorities will resent a social outcast and prevent access to Jesus. The answer is simple: Jesus welcomes sinners because He came to accept their punishment, as though He was the sinner instead of us. See &lt;a rel="nofollow" title="'Click to open CrossCheck in a new window" target="_blank" href="http://clicks.aweber.com/y/ct/?l=FbsqB&amp;amp;m=1fsl8pYM5C8QP5&amp;amp;b=MHaZN_tYBySy17nPdt4GQQ" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.2em; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 51, 153); outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; "&gt;www.crosscheck.org.uk&lt;/a&gt; to know more. That is why you can confidently tell your family, friends and colleagues that Jesus is waiting for everybody who know they cannot escape from their own mess.&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/4831379848098343319-3407758868387415575?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3407758868387415575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordwork-may-27.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3407758868387415575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3407758868387415575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordwork-may-27.html' title='Word@Work - May 27'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-506510822004489341</id><published>2010-05-20T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T03:29:48.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word@Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S_UOpyPJJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X-pu92oAiKE/s1600/holy-spirit-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S_UOpyPJJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X-pu92oAiKE/s320/holy-spirit-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473297033161418578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just want to share with you this daily devotional that I have from Word at Work from BeaconLight. I'm so glad that I subscribe to it. It helps me to get back on track specially on those days that I'm loosing my faith. Whenever the enemy is surrounding me. And whenever I try to do things on my own strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I just hope this will help you as much as it is helping me. Just read on and meditate on God's words. God bless everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;DIVINE EVIDENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luke 7:21-23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;  At that very time Jesus cured many who had diseases, sicknesses and evil spirits, and gave sight to many who were blind. So he replied to the messengers, "Go back and report to John what you have seen and heard: The blind receive sight, the lame walk, those who have leprosy are cured, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the good news is preached to the poor. Blessed is the man who does not fall away on account of me." (NIV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;John the Baptist was wondering if he had got it right about Jesus: was He really the Messiah promised by God throughout the Old Testament? John's gloomy prison cell spoke of despair, but he knew that Jesus would tell him the truth. So the Master told John's disciples to report about what Jesus had been doing, providing key evidence to reassure the evangelist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Multiple healings and exorcisms were clearly acts of God; and Jesus' care to teach the poor (contrasting the religious leaders who flattered the wealthy) was another sign of God's compassion, freely giving truth to the oppressed. But was this the work of an inspired prophet or of the Son of God? John knew that God always speaks in advance of His actions, so the true Messiah would fulfil prophecy. And that was the final proof: Isaiah 61:1-2 says, "The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of the LORD'S favour and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn ..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;God's Word always confirms the truth about Jesus to those who seek the truth. That is why it is far more important to let God speak through His Word than to rely on what your feelings say. It may be hard to live as a Christian, but do not let your reactions to circumstances entangle your heart and take you away from your only Hope. Only God's Spirit (who always agrees with the written Word) can assure you of your security, whatever may be happening to you. That will then give you confidence to face your community and your colleagues in the knowledge that Jesus is in charge; and serving Him is always worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/4831379848098343319-506510822004489341?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/506510822004489341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/506510822004489341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/506510822004489341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/wordwork.html' title='Word@Work'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S_UOpyPJJ1I/AAAAAAAAAEA/X-pu92oAiKE/s72-c/holy-spirit-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-3187820233082972368</id><published>2010-05-11T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:20:22.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while....</title><content type='html'>Whew! Thank God for letting me write again. I have a lot to say but I felt like it is not the right time to blog about whatever I have in my heart. Wooopppss.. I know this should be easy, just pour your hearts out and start typing in, but not for me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. It has been 5 months. Since the break up. I'm still single but extremely satisfied. No flings, no dates with the opposite sex, but I'm fine with that.. Well, sometimes I feel lonely, I envy those couples around me, I miss the feeling of having someone hugging, kissing, &amp;amp; comforting me, but I think it's just normal. I've never been single for more than 4 months in the past. So you have to understand where I'm coming from, haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is never easy, life is really unfair. Even though I'm already a Christian, bitterness, temptation, anger still eludes in my heart. I still feel the pain although I know that Jesus already saved me. The war has already been won, but the battle still continues.. Our struggles in life is an everyday battle. We tend to still fall, to miss the right spot. To be mislead, but guess what, on every mistake, on every wrong move, there's still hope for us to go back on the right track. And that hope is JESUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I feel like being bitter, angry and sad again, I always ask Jesus to heal the wounds in my heart. And He never fails to revive my dying heart.  Jesus is just amazing! He's a true friend, a loving Savior and an Almighty God. Can you imagine it, He's always in love with us, and He'll never abandon all his friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, I'm focusing my life to Jesus. I know I sometimes stumble and even backslide but, I know in my heart that Jesus is always there to guide me. I wish that someday, I could be as good as Him. To love others like the way He loves me and you. To see things like He sees them. With God's grace, I know we can be like Him. Nothing is impossible with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiness is not just a choice, but its an attitude that we must adopt. Happiness comes from a clear conscience and deep relationship with God. Life is something that we need to be thankful for, it is just given to us only once, so lets make the best out of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-3187820233082972368?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/3187820233082972368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3187820233082972368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/3187820233082972368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while....'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-2586269649265299877</id><published>2010-04-10T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T03:04:48.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One with Christ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S8B3S5RL-_I/AAAAAAAAADY/PyFG47EoDMc/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S8B3S5RL-_I/AAAAAAAAADY/PyFG47EoDMc/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458493914867301362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S8B2KisbcqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3EoJyq5fXOQ/s1600/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S8B2KisbcqI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3EoJyq5fXOQ/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458492671856964258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antipolo 2010 (April10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Me &amp;amp; my friends @ WOH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never ever forget this day. The day when I open my heart in service to God. I never thought that this day is already planned by God. I'm just overwhelmed with His power and grace.. After all that I've been though, I was able to prove that no one can love us and remain by our side even in our worse state except our Savior Jesus Christ! He's the only constant being in this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad that God is working in my life right now. I can't ask for more. I know I'm still going to face a lot of sufferings, heartaches, disappointment, &amp;amp; persecution in this world, but I also know that as long as I'm with Jesus, everything worth it. That everything I've done for Him will be rewarded in the coming days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I surrender everything to Him. Today I'am God's servant...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-2586269649265299877?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2586269649265299877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-day-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2586269649265299877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2586269649265299877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-day-ever.html' title='One with Christ...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S8B3S5RL-_I/AAAAAAAAADY/PyFG47EoDMc/s72-c/IMG_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-2586771049315758053</id><published>2010-04-03T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:21:30.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7gfziDmJuI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dx5zL-tMrUY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7gfziDmJuI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dx5zL-tMrUY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456145918735034082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7gfv_aG3zI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rir5S0KGg3c/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7gfv_aG3zI/AAAAAAAAACo/Rir5S0KGg3c/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456145857894604594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She really did it! Amazing! That was the first few words that I uttered after seeing her transformation. I'm not really a fan of her, but she truly deserves some "kudos" . if you're wondering who am I talking about, she's Jennifer Hudson.  I can still remember her as the huge, African-American lady from the movie with Beyonce (I forgot the title, I'll update this after I remembers it). I never really thought that she'll turn up to be like this.  I thought she's not conscious about her weight, 'coz she seems to be contented with the way she looks. Given the fact that people were able to embrace her despite of her weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She really motivates all of us not to loose hope, that we can change for the better. That nothing is impossible if we put our mind &amp;amp; heart on the things that we want to accomplish. If this lady was able to do it, so are we.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It is the same with our faith with Jesus. If we put all our heart &amp;amp; mind only to Him, nothing is impossible. Everything is possible with Christ. It is by faith that we are saved. It is through Jesus' love for mankind that He was able to endure the biggest challenge in His life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;God can give us everything that our heart's desire. We just have to believe in His power. We cannot survive this life without Him. He is all we need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-2586771049315758053?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2586771049315758053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/nothing-is-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2586771049315758053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/2586771049315758053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/04/nothing-is-impossible.html' title='Nothing is impossible'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7gfziDmJuI/AAAAAAAAACw/Dx5zL-tMrUY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-6319457057298865433</id><published>2010-03-25T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:02:20.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7a6rHH_ihI/AAAAAAAAACA/wJ4hMO5sKPc/s1600/1359404576_e122638869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7a6rHH_ihI/AAAAAAAAACA/wJ4hMO5sKPc/s320/1359404576_e122638869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455753248415648274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Its been 3 months since the break-up and I'm still single,  but happy..  Alone, but not empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Some of my friends said that the effect of the break-up brings out the best in me. I'm really glad to hear that. At least I could say that there was something good out of the bad things that happened (I just remembered, the Bible also says that God can bring something good out of the bad situations that we face. Now I can really attest to that). It made me realize that indeed, I can be happy even though I'am single. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I still sometimes feel the need of having someone by my side. Someone that will watch over me, someone that will make me feel special. Someone that will make me feel loved.... Sometimes I feel empty too. Specially whenever I see couple. I used to be like them. I used to be happy with my loved one. I sometimes feel mad whenever I imagine my ex and his new girlfriend having a good time. I'm feeling the bitterness growing inside of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But, whenever I read the Bible and pray to God, I know He's watching over me. I know that He loves me. Whenever I listen to my ipod (I have a lot of worship songs on it), I can't help but be moved with the songs. I feel God's love through the songs. I envy those people who can do things such as singing, to bring people closer to God. To bring glory to God. I know I shouldn't be jealous to whatever talent they have, well maybe I'm just overwhelmed with their talents. I sometimes wish I'm like them. But like what Rick Warren said, each of us has been given a gift (talent) by God. It's just up to us to know what it is, and how to make use of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel like I'm still the same girl, like nothing has changed. I'm still the same girl who can make mistakes, who can bring sadness to my family &amp;amp; God. But whenever I remember what Jesus has said, "Whoever starts to plow, but keeps on looking back, is of no use to the Kingdom of God" I try not to make stupid decisions anymore. I try not to do things for the sake of dealing with my friends. Things that I will regret in the future. Actions that will displease God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm not yet totally over with my previous relationship. I know there will come a time that I'll miss everything that we used to do. Moments that will make me remember of him. I can't really say that I depend God completely, I know I should, but part of me is still lost. And I'm constantly praying to God to show His mercy and grace to me, and to bring me back to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I know Jesus is someone who I can really depend on. He's the only one I have. And even though this time is still difficult for me to get through, one day, you'll just see me smiling and writing about my glory days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-6319457057298865433?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6319457057298865433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/moving-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6319457057298865433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6319457057298865433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/moving-on.html' title='Moving on...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S7a6rHH_ihI/AAAAAAAAACA/wJ4hMO5sKPc/s72-c/1359404576_e122638869.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-6600066091978981307</id><published>2010-03-18T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T18:55:51.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I kissed dating goodbye.. for now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S6LWGYv6hWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1p_NutF4cJM/s1600-h/ikdg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S6LWGYv6hWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1p_NutF4cJM/s320/ikdg2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450153904282699106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"When God knows you're ready for the responsibility of commitment, He'll reveal the right person under the right circumstances. " - Joshua Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Have you read the book by Joshua Harris entitled "I Kissed Dating Goodbye"? Well if yes, that's good, I should assume by now that you know what's with that book. I hope that you were able to take some of Joshua Harri's points of view seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For those who have not yet read the book, it's totally different from the typical feel good book -about dating and being in a relationship- that tells us the do's and don'ts in a relationship. Well, it does tell us some of the things that we shouldn't be doing when it comes to dating or relationship, but in a Christian way......... Christian?! Yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Did I catch your attention now? (I hope you're not raising your eyebrow right at this moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I never imagine myself entertaining this kind of thought. Christian dating, meaning, no sex, no physical intimacy. Focusing yourself or the relationship solely to please God. I think I can never, and will never do that.. Well, that's before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before I embrace God's word, His salvation and love, I thought that being kind, honest, loving, faithful, patient and some other good virtues are enough to please God when you're in a relationship. I never thought that being physically intimate with your partner would hurt God and would make me commit sin. Well it does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Little do we know, the simple physical contact between two person can cause a fusion of unexpected emotions. Emotions that could lead to something that we could not control. We thought it is because of love.. Well, it's not, not really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have done a lot of crazy stuff before. I just couldn't imagine I did all of those things because I was INLOVE. I thought I was.. I thought it was the right thing.. I feel sick whenever I remember those things I did in the past. I hated myself because of that.. I regretted those times that I fall to the pit of temptation and lust. If I could just only turn back time.. But I guess, like everything that's going on with my life right now, everything happens for a very good reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's not wrong to be in love and to be passionate with your partner. God told us to love one another. He encourages us to look after the other. But what is wrong is, when you put yourselves as the center of the relationship instead of God. If your priority was to please yourself and your partner by doing your "intimate" stuff instead of doing things which is pleasing to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I failed to do that when I was still in a relationship. All my past relationships are not pleasing to God. It was totally wrong. I used to lie to my parents.  I used to skip work just for the heck of love. It's crazy. Really. I never thought that I'm already doing a terrible mistake. All i know, way back then was, I wanted to be with my guy, I wanted to please him, and I wanted to spend all of my time with him.. Even the time I should be spending with God was taken away because of my selfishness and ignorance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After my recent break-up, my point of view in life has changed. My friend (Badet) told me once that "Hindi mo kailangan ng guy/bf  para maging masaya" (You don't need someone just to be happy). At first I thought its not true. Of course I need someone! Everybody does. Someone that will make me feel special again. Someone that will love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But then again, the more I look for someone, the more I feel depressed, frustrated, and alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I talked to my friend, I asked her to pray for me. She told me to read the Bible. To seek God, Jesus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I started attending Sunday mass at Victory Christian Fellowship (Galleria). Ever since then, my emptiness has gone. God had replaced the loneliness with joy! I'am alone, single, but I don't feel empty. That's different. And it's amazing. I admit, I still feel pain, I'm still missing the person, the feeling, anger sometimes is still there, but God is so amazing that He replaces all of those with joy and a different kind of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I made a decision not to date or be in a relationship for a year. Or until God says that I'm ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It may sound weird, you might even say that I can't make it. But I know I can.. I'm also aware that temptations will still be around the corner, and that I may feel lonely and empty at some time, but  as long as I'm holding to the promises of the Lord which is more truthful and realistic than the promises I heard before from my past relationships, I know I won't feel sad or alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I will never look back. I will never go back to my old ways.. I promise God that from this day forward, I will be His servant and that I will honor Him in all my actions including my relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4831379848098343319-6600066091978981307?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6600066091978981307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-kissed-dating-goodbye-for-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6600066091978981307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/6600066091978981307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-kissed-dating-goodbye-for-now.html' title='I kissed dating goodbye.. for now...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S6LWGYv6hWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1p_NutF4cJM/s72-c/ikdg2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-123472598474784331</id><published>2010-03-11T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:03:34.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One last cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for something you are not." - Andre Gide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I thought I will never shed a tear because of him anymore. I thought I'm doing just fine. But like any other human being, once you were given a terrible news that you didn't expect  (specially if its too soon to happen), your spirit will be totally crushed. It's like the pain has regenerated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Before I heard the terrible news, I was fine. I'm starting to feel better. I was able to completely forget the break-up. I'm not even thinking of him anymore, although I'm still hopeful, I'm still optimistic that something good will happen to us. I even include him in my prayers. Then one day, the unexpected just happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One day I received a text from her cousin. I thought it was just a normal text, we frequently talk and share some stories over the phone. But this was different. She brought the most terrible news I ever had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She said that his cousin (which is my ex) is already in a new relationship. It was less than 3 months after our painful break-up, and now, he has completely moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I thought I can anticipate such kind of news, but I guess I was not very good at it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It was so painful to know that he didn't love me anymore. It was so painful to know that our 1 year and 8 months relationship is finally over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I checked their facebook accounts. And I was able to prove that he has found a new girl. They seem to look happy together. They had a bunch of photos together. It was the most painful moment I had. After looking at their accounts, I shut my computer down (I was shaking that time. I was trying to hold my tears as well because my mom &amp;amp; sister is around the corner. I don't want them to see me crying.) and went to my room immediately. And then, I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My heart is pounding rapidly. My tears seems to be non-stop. I can't control my emotions. I held on my bible, I tried to pray to God, but it's useless. My emotions has overcome me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I texted my friend, I told her everything. It was so painful. The courage that I have after the break-up has been tested once again. I was defeated by the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Later that night, I decided to go to work. I needed to get out. I needed to be busy. Even though my heart is full of pain, I can't seem to cry. I feel numb. I talked to some of my friends and they told me to forget him already. That it was already the sign and the answer I've been waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now, a couple of days after hearing the news, I can't really say that I'm ok again, but I'm feeling better now. I keep on thinking that God has a plan for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He has given me this trial, this pain because I know He wanted me to become a whole new person. Someone that can face all the adversity. Someone that will never loose his/her faith even in the most painful situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I may not clearly understand His plans for me right now, but like what the bible says, God will never give you something out of nowhere. He doesn't take pleasure in giving us this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He's a God of Love. Not a God of pain. He loves us so much and He wanted us to grow. He wanted us to be righteous. He wanted us to be closer to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I promised to myself that I'm not going to look back. I'm going to start living my life for God and my family.  I've learned a lot from this experience. And when the time comes that I can stand again without feeling any pain, I can be proud of myself that I was able to surpass everything with God's help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4831379848098343319-123472598474784331?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/123472598474784331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-last-cry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/123472598474784331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/123472598474784331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-last-cry.html' title='One last cry'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-327120810967954352</id><published>2010-03-08T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:20:15.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials are meant to happen... Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5WuInS8yVI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZCLoUn8_1gA/s1600-h/Stormy-day-130804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5WuInS8yVI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZCLoUn8_1gA/s320/Stormy-day-130804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446450787385133394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Last night was a very exciting night, it was my first time attending a bible study class after a very long time (I think the last time I attended such activity was way back elementary days, imagine that. lol). My friend Badet invited me to join her. It was held on Word of Hope, in front of SM North Edsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was not completely sure whether I could attend or not. My heart says YES, but my mind, because of its natural function which is to think, kept me from thinking about my obligations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Obligations from my self, and from my job. Obligations from my self includes resting and sleeping. I'm still suffering from backache and I haven't gotten any sleep yet because me and my mom has been out since 9am that day. Obligations from work, of course I need to be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But because my heart is stronger than my mind (I know right! lol), I decided to attend the bible study and just skip my work (2nd day.. aww) for that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lack of sleep plus backaches really prevented me from working that night.  But good thing, it doesn't prevent me from going to that bible study. I just thought that its easier for me to earn money, than to earn the knowledge I needed to grow more closer to God. Plus, I know that whatever happens, God will provide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;First day of the bible study class and I was late. I blamed the traffic going to Monumento and the vehicles too! I really hated Samson road. It's a nightmare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The topic for that night was all about growing through trials and persecutions. It was really in time for my experience. It was like meant for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The facilitator for that night was Pastor Edgar. There was like 10 of us there. No teenagers, mostly adults. I was happy to see that there are still people out there that are willing to spend their time for such activity. Committed to learn more about God's good news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Let me share to you some of the things that we've discussed during our bible study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope this could help you to realize that our problems are just part of our growth, and that God uses them for us to be stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Growing through trials and persecutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Introduction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;No one is immune to problems. Everyone does have problems of all sorts. Much as you do not not welcome them, problems are important for growth.  Understanding God's purposes for trials and persecutions will help you continue your journey towards growth&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Understanding trials and persecutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. Trials or testings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* In order for us to grow, God will give us tests to see whether we've learn something in our stay here on earth. He will use those to see whether we can withstand great pressure that will prove our strength that comes from our relationship with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Persecution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* There will be times that people around you will insult or make fun of you because of your faith in God. They may not like the positive changes that are happening in your life. Your devotion to Christ may earn you the insults and ridicules of people, even those who are close to you. Although those may weaken you, just stay focus on your goal in serving and knowing God. He'll make sure that whatever insults or persecutions you experience here on earth, will be rewarded in His kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Benefits of going through trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. Trials and persecutions are part of growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Problems are but normal occurrences in life. It is therefore, not unusual for a Christian to experience trials and persecutions. It is inevitable in the growing process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Trials and persecutions happen for a purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* No character in the Bible who had experienced great victory without trials and persecutions. God will work out something good out of your bad situations. Don't let problems discourage you from being close to God. Don't let it pull you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. Trials and persecutions polish your character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;* God intends that all of God's children be like His Son Jesus Christ. He develops this "Christlikeness" in you through trials and persecutions. Every problem that comes your ways is an opportunity to build a better you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'll be posting the other things that we have discussed in our bible study on the next blog I'm gonna be creating. For a meantime, just try to concentrate first on those topics that I have posted now so  that we could understand God's purposes better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Remember, trials are meant to help you, not to destroy you. It may sound ironic, but all we need to have is a positive attitude towards everything. God is a god of love. He'll never abandon us. God bless everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-327120810967954352?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/327120810967954352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/trials-are-meant-to-happen-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/327120810967954352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/327120810967954352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/trials-are-meant-to-happen-part-1.html' title='Trials are meant to happen... Part 1'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5WuInS8yVI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZCLoUn8_1gA/s72-c/Stormy-day-130804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-1945850241010692401</id><published>2010-03-06T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:03:45.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God &amp; Gov - Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"When we do our part as citizens, we can make a difference in our society"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I just got home from work and church service at VFC (Victory Christian Fellowship) in Galleria. I always look forward on Sunday because this is one of the days in the week were in I could express my faith and praise to our Lord God (not that I don't express it in my daily activities, its just that I feel more free to do it with my fellow Christians / believers).  I encourage you to try going to a different church and discover what it can do for your life too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, the service for this week is about God &amp;amp; the Government, which is also in time for the upcoming election. It's actually the 3rd and final week of this topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is about our government (and any other government of this world) being under the guidance of our almighty Father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is true that without God's guidance and control over our government, our nation may be in the pit of division and destruction. If the leaders of this country does not fear and believe God, then, they won't fear or believe anything else except for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I sometimes feel hopeless for our country. Just look where we at right now, look what the previous administration did to our country.  I sometimes feel that I don't care about our country or to our government or who'll be the next leader will be. But, like what the pastor said earlier in his preaching, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;there is always hope for our country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. We must not stop praying for this country to change. That this country will be the chosen country of our Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I always wanted to leave and move to a different country. I don't want to work here anymore because I have this thought in mind that I will not get rich here, that whatever I do, this country cannot provide me the things I needed. But, I came to realize that it's not all about gaining money, or being rich. My country needs me. My country needs someone who can be loyal and passionate about her, someone that cares enough to make a difference for her, despite of her shortcomings, despite of her failure, despite of whatever she cannot provide to me. We only got one country, and she needs us more than anyone else in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even though we may see our country as an imperfect one, we too are imperfect in some way, so instead of condemning or abandoning her, this is the right time for us to work together in order to bring peace and unity to this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-1945850241010692401?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1945850241010692401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-gov-week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1945850241010692401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1945850241010692401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/god-gov-week-3.html' title='God &amp; Gov - Week 3'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-5669823119926039515</id><published>2010-03-05T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:15:19.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To forgive is also to forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5HH1YulgOI/AAAAAAAAABY/V2wbFDaHkoo/s1600-h/forgive_and_forget__by_SelfTitledNightmare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5HH1YulgOI/AAAAAAAAABY/V2wbFDaHkoo/s320/forgive_and_forget__by_SelfTitledNightmare.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445353144452481250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend" - William Blake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;They say, to forgive is to forget. You cannot completely forgive a person if you're not willing to let go of everything he or she has done to you.. True. As long as you remember the pain, the bad experiences, the tragedy that brought you to your depression, and the person that caused you the heartache, the pain comes back, the bitterness will eventually lead you to reviving the anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We might say, "It is not easy to just forget everything. It is not easy for me to just forget the harsh words, the cruel things that he/she has done to me, I can't. Not now.. " It's understandable that you feel hesitant on giving or offering your forgiveness to those who had offended or hurt you. We sometimes use this pain as a means for us to move on. We tend to divert our weaknesses to something more powerful, something that can easily help us to heal the wounds, and that is called ANGER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is easier for us to get mad, to hate somebody, than to forgive. That's human nature.  But have you realized that it is more painful and tiring? Holding grudges requires you the effort to be mad, it requires you to remember all the bad things you have encountered with that person. Isn't it more tiring than nothing to worry or be mad at the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I ask myself, "Do I have to forgive him for leaving me? Do I have to forgive him even though I feel that I'm the one responsible for the break-up? What it is for me to forgive if he thinks that I'm the one who caused it." I still have that question until now, but I chose to just forgive him and myself for everything. I know he may not ask for my forgiveness but Jesus told us to forgive everybody even if they don't ask for it. He also told us to completely forget everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We sometimes feel that it is unfair to just forgive and let go of the pain, but come to think of it, Jesus died in the cross to redeem us, to free us from our sins so that we can share God's glory and kingdom in heaven. He has the choice not to do it, but because of His love for us, He did it. What if Jesus said "Why do i have to suffer just to save them from their sins, what is it to me? It is unfair." But Jesus never thought of it even once. Jesus received and endured all the pain for our salvation. He really don't need to do it, but because of His great love for us, he sacrificed his life just for us.. God has all the right to be mad at us. He has given everything to us, but we still forget Him. He offered his son Jesus to redeem and save us, but we often fail and move away from Him. He can chose to abandon us, but He will never do that because He loves us more than anything in this universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If God can forgive and forget all are shortcomings, all are failures, all our bad attitudes, all our weaknesses, then why can't we forgive those people who have caused us pain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Why do we have to live a life full of grudge, anger, sadness and bitterness if we can live a life full of compassion, patience, understanding and love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I always pray to God that He give me the understanding and the willingness to forgive myself and those people who have hurt me. I always pray that they can also forgive me from all the pain and trouble that I caused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is not easy for us to just forgive and forget especially if the person who has done us wrong is dear to our hearts. But, it is more important for us to let go of everything than to live a life full of pain and bitterness. Remember, it takes a great effort to remember the pain and all the bad experiences that marked into our hearts, so instead of using the effort negatively, just continue to live your life to the fullest and start loving your neighbor as you love God and yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-5669823119926039515?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/5669823119926039515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-forgive-is-also-to-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5669823119926039515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/5669823119926039515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/to-forgive-is-also-to-forget.html' title='To forgive is also to forget...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5HH1YulgOI/AAAAAAAAABY/V2wbFDaHkoo/s72-c/forgive_and_forget__by_SelfTitledNightmare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-1837466576940657593</id><published>2010-03-05T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:04:24.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy comes in the morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5DdiT4wbDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8n0vgE6RzRs/s1600-h/what+matters+most.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5DdiT4wbDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8n0vgE6RzRs/s320/what+matters+most.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445095531014548530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"Good friends are gift from God" - Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As you may already know, I've been to a very deep, dark, uncontrollable stage of life. This was the time I needed everyone to listen, listen and listen to all my stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I begun telling the real story behind the break-up, rather than feeling relieved of emptying my heart with all the details, I even feel more depressed and hurting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What in the world is going on? Do I have to keep it all by myself then feel the pain again, or do i have to tell it to everybody and then, feel the pain again.. Either way, I still feel the same pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What am I supposed to do then? I'm stuck. It's a dead end for me.. But to my surprise, it is not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One afternoon, I went to a bookstore, trying to find a book that was suggested to me by my dear friend. It's called, "The break-up diaries" its all about how to move on after the tragic break-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sadly, the book is out of stock. I end up buying this inspirational book called "What matters most"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I never really intend in buying it, but because I was already there, and the book I'm supposed to be buying is out of stock, I was left with no other choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I scan the first few pages of the book, my attention was caught by those stories submitted by random, normal people just like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There was this story about a guy facing a tremendous health problem. He was unprepared by the sudden news. He was left with nothing but faith in God. I was so moved by the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I felt that my problem is nothing compared to what he has encountered. That I just lost my relationship with someone, but this guy, is about to lose his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every page on this book offers some wonderful stories about faith, hope, trust and love. It helped me realized that God is everywhere. That He uses everything for us to grow, even our problems and difficulties in life for us to be righteous and for us to be like Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My godly friends are also one of the reasons that helped me to be like this. They are the ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that helped me survived my darkest days. They didn't get tired of me. They didn't lose their faith in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My friends, the bible, the book that I purchased (What matters most &amp;amp; The purpose driven life) and my family are the reasons why my life right now is on track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God helped me to be stronger than before. He renewed me with strength and peace of mind that I never thought I can get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My nights might still be cold and full of tears, but I know that my mornings will be renewed by God with so much joy and I will be triumphant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let me end this blog with a verse from the bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Tears may flow in the night, but Joy comes in the morning." Psalm 30:5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4831379848098343319-1837466576940657593?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1837466576940657593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/joy-comes-in-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1837466576940657593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/1837466576940657593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/joy-comes-in-morning.html' title='Joy comes in the morning...'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5DdiT4wbDI/AAAAAAAAABQ/8n0vgE6RzRs/s72-c/what+matters+most.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831379848098343319.post-250873236414354544</id><published>2010-03-05T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:04:36.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day when my world stood still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5DPidu6ztI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7gKDKlg0tCc/s1600-h/ray-of-hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5DPidu6ztI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7gKDKlg0tCc/s320/ray-of-hope.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445080140494851794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"When you have nothing left but God, then for the first time you became aware that God is enough." - Maude Royden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Two months ago, my world seems to stop. My days are endless. The time seems to pass slowly. All I wanted to do is for this feeling to end A.S.A.P. But the more I make it go away, the more it stayed in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person whom I loved the most has left me. The person I thought that would stick with me through everything has said good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought our relationship would end this way. Although I must say, we've been arguing for almost a year, but it never occurred to me that he'll be the one saying good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he didn't need me or love me anymore. Those very words created a mark in my heart. I can still feel pain whenever I remembered them. I think it'll take time before those marks will be clear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I know I contributed a lot for this event to happen. I became insensitive of his feelings, I became selfish of his time. I became self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss him. I'm still hoping that one day, he'll come back to me, and we'll start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day when everything seems to be out of control and painful, is also the day that God has shown his mercy and love for me. I know I'm not worthy for His mercy and kindness but because God is a God of love, He extend his hand to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried almost everyday. I cried because I lost someone whose so dear to me. I cried because I'm not use to being alone. I cried because I knew way back then, that I can't survive without my ex beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Christ has changed all my perspective. He also changed the way I feel. He changed the way I think.. At first, I thought praying for God's assistance and mercy is not enough for me to go on. True. It's not enough for me just to ask Him what he can do for me. It's not enough for me to just ask God to do his part without me doing anything on my end as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me to really feel the changes in my life. I know I have to do something as well. And the first thing I did was, accepting Jesus as my savior. Accepting Him as my redeemer. My dear friend has thought and offered me this wonderful knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed to have a friend like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ not only uplifted my spirit, He also gives me strength to moved on. He takes away all the pain in my heart. And every time I feel pain or sadness, He's always there to carry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my life, although not as happy as before, is more meaningful and complete. I realized who are my true friends, I realized who are ones who really love me. And I realized that whatever problems life might give us, we always have a loving Father and Savior that is 24/7 available to redeem and carry us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is all we need.&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/4831379848098343319-250873236414354544?l=lanierocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/feeds/250873236414354544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-when-my-world-stood-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/250873236414354544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4831379848098343319/posts/default/250873236414354544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lanierocks.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-when-my-world-stood-still.html' title='The day when my world stood still'/><author><name>Lanie Rocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15947753695190843943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/TF5yxij1psI/AAAAAAAAAFk/O702d9D7Izg/S220/IMG_1509.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsBf01L1Pbw/S5DPidu6ztI/AAAAAAAAAAw/7gKDKlg0tCc/s72-c/ray-of-hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
