<?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-7338570187596813650</id><updated>2012-01-24T15:23:00.175-06:00</updated><category term='sin'/><category term='value'/><category term='beggar'/><category term='trust'/><category term='bible'/><category term='peace'/><category term='old'/><category term='scared'/><category term='God'/><category term='fast'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='new'/><category term='joy'/><category term='faith'/><category term='forgiveness'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='hope'/><category term='willingness'/><category term='truth'/><category term='Life'/><category term='glory'/><category term='smile'/><category term='majesty'/><category term='desperate'/><category term='Church'/><category term='filthy'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='worth'/><category term='sacrifice'/><category term='patience'/><category term='family'/><category term='mercy'/><category term='pain'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='royalty'/><category term='fear'/><category term='love'/><category term='ashes'/><category term='broken'/><title type='text'>iamMyBeloved's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2215521276514373269</id><published>2012-01-24T15:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:23:00.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Often times I have to remind myself that I am NOT God and that I am subject to Him and not the other way around. One of the things that I struggle with and pray that someday I overcome is trying to "understand" His timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess that's the main problem, trying to understand, I have come to a point where I&amp;nbsp; am trying&amp;nbsp;not to "understand" God any more. I love Him, I serve Him and I trust Him, and I think it's better that I don't understand His ways. Why would I want to serve a God I figured out? wouldn't that be boring and it wouldn't defeat the purpose of Him being God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;? Knowing that He is God and that He is good allows me to trust Him and let Him do what He does best, which is make &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; things work out in HIS timing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;God is amazing, He is not a procrastinator although sometimes we may feel He is taking forever to get something done. He does everything ON TIME, let's keep in mind that our clocks are not syncronized so what may seem as the "wrong" time if it's in His time then that's the right time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh who understands His way? No one and if you want to save time don't even try, let Him be God and do things His way. Remember we are the creation and He is the creator, if you are going to trust anyone with your life, trust Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-2215521276514373269?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2215521276514373269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2215521276514373269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2215521276514373269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2215521276514373269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting-on-god.html' title='Waiting on God'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2959587583719398703</id><published>2011-09-24T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:53:47.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The love of many will grow cold...</title><content type='html'>The love of many will grow cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a few months since this phrase has been repeating in my head and I cannot ignore it. In the book of Revelation we find Jesus speaking about several churches but one stands out to me, the church of Laodicea. He says to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know your works: you are neither cold nor hot. Would that you were either cold or hot! So, because you are lukewarm, and neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth." ESV Revelation 3:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's a different version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you inside and out, and find little to my liking. You're not cold, you're not hot-far better to be either cold or hot! You're stale. You're stagnant. You make me want to vomit." The Message Rev 3:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are some harsh words but what plays over in my head is when He says, I would rather you be cold or hot. Think about what that means, someone who is hot is someone who is after God's heart. They are living holy and are seeking after Him, seeking to please Him. They are truly in love with God and desiring His presence. They are ready to do whatever necessary to have God, to capture His attention. Now someone who is cold is the opposite, they are in the world, living life, telling God blatantly "I want nothing to do with You; I am going to do me now; I don't need You/trust You/believe in You; Leave me alone." Jesus rather you be cold than lukewarm, here is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is lukewarm &lt;i&gt;thinks &lt;/i&gt;they know God, they think that they have what it takes to get into heaven. They play church and they are great at it, they attend every service, they raise their hands during praise and worship and they even pray. But they are indifferent about God's presence, they are so numb that they don't feel Him, they have played church for so long they have become desensitized and are no longer capable of feeling God. Not only are they not capable, they don't care to feel His presence. You see it is lukewarm Christians that are keeping cold people from coming to Christ. That is why Jesus says, I rather you be cold because at least if you are cold when I come near you, you are able to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scares me, I don't ever want to become lukewarm. I don't ever want to become indifferent about Him. I want to know when He is the room and when He is not. I want to know that I am doing everything in my power to please Him, to seek Him. I want to long for Him, I want to need Him. The thought of living a life without God scares me. Hell doesn't scare me, burning for all eternity does not scare me, what scares me is not having Him for all eternity, not feeling Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give Him my all, I do not want to do this Christian life half-heartily and I certainly do not want my love for Him to grow cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have grown lukewarm, there is still hope. Here is what He says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those whom I love I rebuke and discipline. So be earnest and repent. Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anything hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me. To the one who is victorious, I will give the right to sit with me on my throne, just as I was victorious and sat down with my Father on His throne. Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches" Revelation 3:19-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/7338570187596813650-2959587583719398703?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2959587583719398703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2959587583719398703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2959587583719398703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2959587583719398703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-of-many-will-grow-cold.html' title='The love of many will grow cold...'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-422234538910595416</id><published>2011-08-17T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T23:07:50.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Him Back</title><content type='html'>The word of God says that we love Him because He first loved us. God loved you while you were in your mess, He loves you the way you are but when He comes into your life He brings change. There are days when I wonder how can a Holy God love me? How could He want me? I am a sinner and even after I asked Him to become Lord of my life I continue to fall and make mistakes. Sometimes I feel like I couldn't possibly love Him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part for me is admitting that someone could love me enough to die for me, that the creator of the universe would love me enough to give all that He has to have me. My mind cannot understand why would He send His ONLY Son for me. There are times when I feel worthless, I evaluate my life and I feel like a complete failure. But His love abounds, He reminds me who I am and what I mean to Him daily. I am His beloved, I am the one He loves and continues to love even when I fall short of His Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving Him back is the easiest and the most challenging thing I have ever had to do. How could I not love the One who died for me? How could I resist Him? How could I refuse to answer His call? I have tried, I have run away, I have ignored His voice only to find myself in His arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to learn to love Him back, we need to learn to respond to His love. We are capable of loving Him back &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; because He first loved us. Had He not sent Jesus to die on a cross and pay our debt we couldn't love Him back, our sins would hold us back, our guilt and shame would keep us bound but it's His love that sets us free. Free to love, free to dance for Him and sing to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I challenge you to love Him back, even when you think you are not worthy, especially when you feel like you don't deserve His love just LOVE HIM BACK!!! Learn to see yourself the way He sees you, He sees you and He falls deeper in love with you. He sees you and He counts the sacrifice made on the cross well worth it. He sees you and He doesn't regret creating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-422234538910595416?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/422234538910595416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=422234538910595416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/422234538910595416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/422234538910595416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2011/08/loving-him-back.html' title='Loving Him Back'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5964077748943507182</id><published>2011-06-30T09:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:27:00.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgiveness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='willingness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Trying to please a Holy God</title><content type='html'>I have tried to serve God. I have spent most of my time &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to serve Him, &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to please Him, &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to make Him proud. But that's exactly what has kept me far from Him, I been trying so hard to do things in my own strengths not realizing that I cannot do it on my own, I cannot please a perfect God with my imperfect ways. My righteousness are but filthy rags to Him, I don't have the right to present myself before His presence because of all the "good" I have done. I have the right to present myself before His presence because of all that Jesus did on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot please God, I cannot serve Him, I cannot make Him proud. I cannot do anything on my own, it is Christ in me who is able to please the Father, He is able to serve Him and make Him proud. It is when I stop trying to do things in my own strength that I allow Him to act through me. I am but dust, I am but a creation, the master piece of my maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we just stop &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to please a Holy God and just allow Him to work in us. We are humans and we will fall, we will sin and things will not go as planned but in our weakness His strength is perfected. We find Him at the end of ourselves. It is only when we realize that there is nothing we can do that He begins to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5964077748943507182?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5964077748943507182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5964077748943507182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5964077748943507182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5964077748943507182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2011/06/trying-to-please-holy-god.html' title='Trying to please a Holy God'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1463668807757563742</id><published>2011-06-29T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T23:08:53.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scared'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Dear...</title><content type='html'>Dear Church,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you hoping to find a place where I can worship freely without having to think about the person next to me. I come to you wanting to be free to cry out to God and not have to worry about offending or scaring those around me. I come to you hoping to make you my safe haven, the place I come to when my world is falling apart. I come to you &amp;nbsp;expecting to find God inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear People of God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you broken and scared, not knowing who to trust and what to believe in. I call you my brothers and my sisters hoping to find in you what I didn't find in my natural family. I come to you unashamed to worship a wonderful God not worrying about fitting in but just being myself. I come to you showing you my true colors believing that you will accept me just as God has accepted me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the Church and the so called people of God have failed my expectations, but I guess that's my fault for believing people could be perfect. If I can't be perfect why would I expect anyone else Christian or none Christian to be perfect. I come to church and I am judge for worshipping a wonderful God, I offend some people with my desperate cries for mercy. The place I once thought I could make my safe haven has become the place I try staying away from because I'll get hurt. I show my true colors only to find out that if the colors do not fit their particular taste I will not be accepted. Sometimes it is easier to find God in the world than it is to find Him inside the church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1463668807757563742?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1463668807757563742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1463668807757563742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1463668807757563742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1463668807757563742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear.html' title='Dear...'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4445016173347546198</id><published>2011-02-10T19:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:18:49.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthy God</title><content type='html'>We come to God with a preconceived notion of who He is and what He is like but just because we have read of Him it does not mean we know Him. If we have read our bibles we know that He is a God who loves us, one who sent His only Son to die on the cross for our sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have also read of all the miracles, signs and wonders He is capable of performing. We feed ourselves with head knowledge and sad enough we are satisfied by knowing of Him but never getting to know Him. We come to Him thinking that because He is God He doesn't need the praises of sinners like you or me and you are right He does not need our praises, our pathetic excuse of worship, He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our generation has gotten so use to entertainment and being entertained. We go to church thinking it's a circus, wondering what trick God will do for us today. What foolish creatures we are! Do we not know to whose house we go to every Sunday? Do we not realize in the presence of whom we are when we go to church? Well that is if HE is ever invited in. Church has become such an exclusive club, God does not meet the requirements to become a member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to church once a week thinking we are doing God a favor by showing up for a few hours on Sunday but forgetting all about Him the next 6 days. As if Jesus only takes attendance on Sundays. I'm sorry to inform you Christianity is a lifestyle, a full-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say go hard or go home, in this case is surrender all or go to hell, not that I am sending you there it is your actions that have won you a free ticket with no way out. Let's stop pretending hell is not real, let's stop fooling ourselves by thinking that as long as we are good we won't go to hell. Good by whose standards, yours or God's? God will not be fooled, He will not be mocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because Jesus came to fulfill the law it does not make His commandments void. He said "you shall have no other god before me" and He meant it, and just to be clear a god is anything that takes His place. He commanded us not to steal or kill but we steal and kill our neighbors dreams and hopes when we gossip and speak bad about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love your God with all of your heart, soul and strength and love your neighbor as you love yourself those are the greatest commandments. But many of us fall short, we might confess we love God but prove ourselves liars when we don't love our neighbors. You cannot love God if you don't love your neighbor. He said love Me with &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and He meant all, not a portion. He wants it all and if you are not going to give it all then don't give anything because for Him half of something or nothing are the same thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-4445016173347546198?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4445016173347546198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4445016173347546198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4445016173347546198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4445016173347546198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2011/02/worthy-god.html' title='Worthy God'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6192988433000752637</id><published>2011-01-18T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:50:08.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be like Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoteLevel1CxSpFirst" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoteLevel1CxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;God has called us to be like Him, time and time again we read this, the first words He spoke in regards to men were "let's make men in our image" in our likeness, let's make him like us. And so He formed us in His image, nothing more and nothing less, He made us just like Him. Then He commands us to be like Him, to do good for He is good, to be holy for He is holy, to love one another for He is love, to show mercies for He is merciful, to be faithful because He is faith, to be righteous for He is righteous. He wants us to be like Him because it is only when we become like Him that we are able to abide in His presence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoteLevel1CxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoteLevel1CxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0in; text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For I am the Lord your God. You shall therefore consecrate yourselves, and you shall be holy; for I am holy..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoteLevel1CxSpLast" style="margin-left: 0in; text-align: center; text-indent: 0in;"&gt;Leviticus 11:44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6192988433000752637?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6192988433000752637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6192988433000752637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6192988433000752637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6192988433000752637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2011/01/be-like-me.html' title='Be like Me!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2207593703141788329</id><published>2010-12-16T12:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:32:41.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Organ Failure</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate it when you are sick? When your head hurts? or for some people when their heart is not working the way it should? or when the liver fails? or when you need some type of organ transplant because the one you have just isn't cutting it. Don't you hate it when people die because something in their body refused to work the way GOD intended it to work? We hear countless stories of people who come together in an effort to find the cure of an illness and to increase the awareness of a disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why then is it that the church has become so comfortable and indifferent about the body of Christ acting as independent entities? We are called the BODY of CHRIST. Look at yourself you are made of many parts, arms, legs, feet, toes, fingers, eyes, nose, you get the picture. You are not complete if you are missing a leg or an arm or an eye, you need all that to make you. Why then do we insist on being independent christians? independent believers? We are only called to be independent of the world and its fleshly desires but we are called to be dependent on each other for all of us together make the body of Christ, His bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will we understand that we cannot function independently of one another. Just like if my liver fails and I don't get appropriate medical attention I will die. It is the same if a part of the body of Christ is failing the entire body will suffer. I am not a part of church that goes by a certain name, when I accepted Christ as my Lord and Saviour I became part of the body of Christ. That body is made up by many people, not just one ministry, not just one church. I might go to one church but I am a member, you and I are members, vital parts of the body of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, make a difference. Whether you are making a positive, negative or no difference, you are affecting the body. Stop making excuses for your laziness and start doing what you were intended to do. We are ONE body with ONE voice and ONE purpose and our sole mission in life is to bring as many lives to Christ as we possibly can. We might not see the harvest, but it is our responsibility to plant the seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ died for the WORLD. GOD gave His only Son for the world, so let's give Him what He died for, let's give Him the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-2207593703141788329?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2207593703141788329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2207593703141788329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2207593703141788329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2207593703141788329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/12/organ-failure.html' title='Organ Failure'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5565143125807027128</id><published>2010-12-15T14:00:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:00:03.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royalty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beggar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='majesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>New Garments</title><content type='html'>The day I died for you, I took your filthy garments and exchanged them for clothing worthy of royalty. You no longer need to dress as a beggar, for I have made you heir of a great King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing trying to wear your old filthy garments? Do you not know that the day you called Me into your heart, I clothed you with My majesty? I made you one with Me and thus one with the Father. Why do you then insist on dressing like a beggar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took your shame that you may have My glory. I took your pain that you may have My joy. I took your illness that you may have My wholeness. I took your anxiety that you may have My peace. I took your loneliness that you maybe feel My Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried your sins, I stood in for your judgment that you may be reconciled with the Father. Don't refuse the garments that I now give you, please wear them for they were made specially for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are holy garments for when you come into My presence. They are garments of praise for when you want to please My heart. They are garments of prayer for when you want to get My attention and they are garments of humility for when you want Me to find your irresistible. They are garments of holiness so you can behold My face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;written 04.08.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;by: Ana Martinez&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/7338570187596813650-5565143125807027128?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5565143125807027128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5565143125807027128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5565143125807027128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5565143125807027128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-garments.html' title='New Garments'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7890390183169075220</id><published>2010-12-15T09:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:17:00.103-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='value'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Pea Jack and Jane'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Pea Jack and Jane'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Pea Jack and Jane'; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Pea Jack and Jane';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"For GOD to be GOD, He must care about His own glory. God must prize Himself above all else, for to prize anything or anyone else more highly than Himself would compromise His worth---and therefore imply that He is not GOD after all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Pea Jack and Jane';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Matt Redman (Facedown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Pea Jack and Jane'; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-7890390183169075220?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7890390183169075220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7890390183169075220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7890390183169075220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7890390183169075220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/12/glory.html' title='Glory'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-267502327735037676</id><published>2010-12-14T23:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:30:09.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"in quietness and confidence shall be your strength..." Isaiah 30:15&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon this verse earlier this week and honestly I don't think it was a coincidence. What I have learned is that I cannot always be doing, I cannot always be talking, sometimes I need to learn to just be quiet, be still. It is then that I can hear His voice and allow Him to move and do as He pleases. It is only when I am still, quiet and confident that He will do something, that He is able to move, not because He can't move simply that He won't. If He is going to do something on your behalf, He makes it known that its by His power alone that it was done. He does not share His glory with any one or anything. So He'll wait for you to surrender. He'll wait for you to get tired of doing things your way before He acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;written 04.01.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ana Martinez&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/7338570187596813650-267502327735037676?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/267502327735037676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=267502327735037676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/267502327735037676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/267502327735037676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/12/still.html' title='Still'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7559936059036439367</id><published>2010-11-16T12:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:58:17.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>33</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sin was the cause of death of Jesus Christ, not that He sinned but because of our sins He died (&amp;amp; rose again). He was as much God as He was man, He lived a holy life, He never sinned, He couldn't for He was the lamb who's blood must be shed. He was only 33 years old when He died, at the prime of His life. He had just started His ministry. He was baptized by His cousin, John the baptist. After being baptized the Spirit lead Him to the wilderness to be tempted for 40 days. It took 33 years of training to prepare Him for His calling. 33 years of living holy and loving every one including His enemies. 33 years trusting the Father, 33 years being dependent on Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sometimes I think we forget that Jesus was human. Yes He is the Son of God, He is God but He is also human. He became human for you and for me. So that He could know our struggles, so that He could be our intercessor, for how can you be an intercessor if you don't know what it's like to be in certain situation. He has felt loneliness, He knows what is it to be talked about, mocked and bullied. He knows what it is like to be hungry and to have a need. He knows what it&amp;nbsp;is to&amp;nbsp;be human, to be weak and desperate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Jesus was a young man when He died, only 33 years old. He spent His entire life preparing for His ministry a great and wonderful but short ministry. We might have a calling in life but none of us know how long our training will be before we actually start walking in it. We can be called to have a wonderful ministry but like Jesus, for we are no better, have to be molded and trained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;He died young so that you don't have to die before your time. He became sin so that we don't have to pay the wages of sin (death). He did it ALL. There's nothing you and I can do to add to what He accomplished at the cross. The only thing left is for us to come to Him with an open heart, one that stands naked before its creator and says, "Here I am, use me, mold me, train me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7338570187596813650-7559936059036439367?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7559936059036439367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7559936059036439367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7559936059036439367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7559936059036439367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/11/33.html' title='33'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-8343594554868869272</id><published>2010-11-05T10:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:17:54.814-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Fruitful On The Tree of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This world is in need of change, but it won't come from a great book, a new invention, or a cure of a disease. It will come by men and women pouring themselves out of everything that is within and lifting up holy hands and crying out to God for a complete infilling of His Spirit! -M. Morrissey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I sit here today writing this, short or long I do not know. For a long time now I have been dealing with the Words of Jesus and how He refers to us in the Gospels as branches, bearing either good or bad fruit. To bear fruit a branch must be connected to the tree, once the branch is broken off&amp;nbsp; it is given a certain amount of time before it dies; the branch cannot survive unless it remains connect to the tree. The beautiful thing about this life is that God has created everything, as long as it remains pure in its context, to support the word of God. I raise a question to continually ponder upon, can a branch on an apple tree yield oranges? Absolutely not! So why is it that so many Christians have continually failed to receive the fruits of the Tree of Life, Jesus Christ! Simply put, they are not connected to that Tree of Life but are connect to another tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Upon some trees there sits an abundant amount of branches but they are all supported by the trunk. I want to chuck a random fact your way, according to Arbor Foundation Report, a mature leafy tree can produce up to enough oxygen in a single season that will support the oxygen intake for ten people in an entire year. What are you doing when God places you in a season of growth, causing you to yield what is going to affect hundreds, tens, or even one person a year. The whole heavens rejoice over one person accepting Jesus Christ as, Lord and Savior (Luke 15:10). If tree branches never produce leafs than oxygen would never be created and the world would die. Likewise, if we as Christians don’t allow what God has called us to produce to come forth from our lives this generation and the many others to come will simply die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is not intended to form a religion, idea, or any other type of doctrine. I am simply expressing the length, width, and depth of a revelation that has been developing and is continually developing even as I write. Any words that men write should never replace the words of God that rest within the Holy Bible. I remember the quote I wrote as God spoke into my heart;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;a person could write a million books and still fail to define the fullness of one biblical scripture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is meant to illuminate our hearts and minds as Christians and allow many, as I myself have seen, the severe need that we as Christians must meet. We must become the supply of life the world needs and the best way of doing this is to become a branch filled with. THE FRUITS OF HIS SPIRIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;written by Michael Morrissey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-8343594554868869272?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/8343594554868869272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=8343594554868869272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8343594554868869272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8343594554868869272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/11/being-fruitful-on-tree-of-life.html' title='Being Fruitful On The Tree of Life'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5391991333530246845</id><published>2010-11-03T22:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:35:11.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful and Elegant Countenance</title><content type='html'>Please visit the following website:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.elegantwoman.org/a-beautiful-and-elegant-countenance.html"&gt;http://www.elegantwoman.org/a-beautiful-and-elegant-countenance.html&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and read the following post entitled: A Beautiful and Elegant Countenance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5391991333530246845?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5391991333530246845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5391991333530246845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5391991333530246845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5391991333530246845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/11/beautiful-and-elegant-countenance.html' title='A Beautiful and Elegant Countenance'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4733214654158015132</id><published>2010-10-19T09:31:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:38:23.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>America</title><content type='html'>My beloved nation is under the judgement of God and she doesn't know it. How many of us Christians are crying out to God, "Oh Father that my nation may turn to You, let her heart go back to You, that she may be once again a nation under God." Our prayers are being answered but like everything in life there are not being answer in the way we would want it. It would be great if something supernatural happened and the hearts of people just turned back to God, but that's not how He works. His plans are greater than our plans and His thoughts higher than our thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often find myself praying for my wonderful nation that is America. She was founded as a nation under God, a nation that trusted in the Lord, how did we get so far from Him? We have rebelled against our God by worshiping other idols. An idol is anything that takes your focus off God, so that could be a job, material possessions, family (it's not bad to love your family we are commanded to love one another but we are not to replace God with our family), TV, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book of Amos Israel is being corrected, God is trying to bring them back to Him and this is what He says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; “I gave you cleanness of teeth in all your cities,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;lack of bread in all your places,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet you did not return to me&lt;/i&gt;,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 132pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -24pt;"&gt;declares the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 12pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:7" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:7"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; “I also&amp;nbsp;withheld the rain from you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;when there were yet three months to the harvest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;I would send rain on one city,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and send no rain on another city;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;one field would have rain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and the field on which it did not rain would wither;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:8" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:8"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; so two or three cities&amp;nbsp;would wander to another city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;to drink water, and would not be satisfied;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet you did not return to me&lt;/i&gt;,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 132pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -24pt;"&gt;declares the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 12pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:9" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:9"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; “I struck you with blight and mildew;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;your many gardens and your vineyards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;your fig trees and your olive trees&amp;nbsp;the locust devoured;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet you did not return to me&lt;/i&gt;,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 132pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -24pt;"&gt;declares the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 12pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:10" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:10"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; “I sent among you a pestilence&amp;nbsp;after the manner of Egypt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;I killed your young men with the sword,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;carried away your horses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;I made the stench of your camp go up into your nostrils;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet you did not return to me&lt;/i&gt;,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 132pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -24pt;"&gt;declares the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 12pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:11" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:11"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; “I overthrew some of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;as when God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and you were&amp;nbsp;as a brand&amp;nbsp;plucked out of the burning;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet you did not return to me&lt;/i&gt;,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 132pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -24pt;"&gt;declares the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 12pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:12" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:12"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; “Therefore thus I will do to you, O Israel;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;because I will do this to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;prepare to meet your God, O Israel!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 12pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=4733214654158015132" id="Am 4:13" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Amos 4:13"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; For behold,&amp;nbsp;he who forms the mountains and creates the wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;declares to man what is his thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;who makes the morning darkness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;treads on the heights of the earth—&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -16pt;"&gt;the&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;, the God of hosts, is His name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wants us back and so we are going through financial difficulties and we are going through everything we are going through because He is trying to get our attention but it breaks my heart because He is saying to us "&lt;b&gt;I cause the market to crash, the housing crisis was a waking call yet you did not turn to Me"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long till this nation turns back to GOD. America when will you realize that you were a nation dedicated to God, therefore you are His whether you like it or not, you were created/formed as a nation under the God Almighty. How blessed are we to be His possession! All I can pray is God let Your will be done concerning my nation, I plead for mercy on her behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 48pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-indent: -48pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/7338570187596813650-4733214654158015132?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4733214654158015132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4733214654158015132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4733214654158015132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4733214654158015132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/10/america.html' title='America'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4157681650087879511</id><published>2010-10-14T10:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T12:29:32.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Us Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come, and let us return to the LORD;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For He has torn, but He will heal us;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has stricken, but He will bind us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hosea 6:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How many times have you been wounded and in pain and your last thought is of returning to the God of Love. Our pain is so strong we direct our attention everywhere but His throne, why? Why are we so stubborn? His word says that if we go to Him, He will come to us, like the rain He will come to us. Is that not something to rejoice about? I know not all of us like rain but think of a really hot summer day, humidity is at 100%, there are no clouds in the sky and the sun is right on top of you, if you are like me you are going to wish for rain. And when that rain comes it will be refreshing, that's what Hosea means when he says, "...He will come to us like the rain, like the latter and former rain to the earth" (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hosea6:3&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We serve a loving God and if we turn to Him, He will surely turn to us. But sometimes it is the state of our heart that keeps Him away. How would you feel if God told you:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Ephraim, what shall I do to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Judah, what shall I do to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For your faithfulness is like a morning cloud,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and like the early dew it goes away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hosea 6:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Replace Ephraim and Judah and use your name instead, "O Ana, what shall I do to you? for your faithfulness is like a morning cloud" those are really harsh words. He longs for a faithful relationship with you. Just like we expect our husband or wife, boyfriend or girlfriend to be faithful to us, He expects and demands the same from us. He will not be fooled if you only give Him lip service He can tell where your heart is and if it's not completely surrendered to Him, He doesn't want your pitiful acts of "righteousness". Instead He says to you, "For I desire mercy and not sacrifice, and the knowledge of God more than burnt offerings." (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hosea 6:6&lt;/span&gt;). Let's not focus so much on what the world is going to say and let's focus on what God is going to say about us. The Pharisees followed the law, they were devoted (at least they appeared to be), they fasted and prayed but they did it so others would see, they were looking for the praise of men and not of God. Let's not be like the Pharisees, let us live surrendered lives, lives that please God. Let our praise and honor come from God and not man. For it is written, "woe to you when all men speak well of you, for that is how their fathers treated the false prophets"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Luke 6:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Therefore say to them, 'Thus says the LORD of hosts,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Return to Me, says the LORD of hosts,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"and I will return to you," says the LORD of hosts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zechariah 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-4157681650087879511?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4157681650087879511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4157681650087879511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4157681650087879511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4157681650087879511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/10/let-us-return.html' title='Let Us Return'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-853825053080107282</id><published>2010-09-21T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:42:07.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Metro Praise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkSeeWsbeI/AAAAAAAABPw/Hs-6cAc-l5E/s1600/DSC_0689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkSeeWsbeI/AAAAAAAABPw/Hs-6cAc-l5E/s640/DSC_0689.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkTXr30_SI/AAAAAAAABP4/oZxe4zqljRo/s1600/DSC_0693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkTXr30_SI/AAAAAAAABP4/oZxe4zqljRo/s640/DSC_0693.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had a full house all the glory to God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After service they spend some time hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkSUfb8mXI/AAAAAAAABPo/FvS7mvlliYs/s1600/DSC_0673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkSUfb8mXI/AAAAAAAABPo/FvS7mvlliYs/s640/DSC_0673.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkSLNS3j2I/AAAAAAAABPg/ZnU02xYyNbk/s1600/DSC_0670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkSLNS3j2I/AAAAAAAABPg/ZnU02xYyNbk/s640/DSC_0670.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they cafe called "Mission Cafe" they sell all types of goodies and the money goes to support missions, what a great idea :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-853825053080107282?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.metropraise.org/' title='Metro Praise'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/853825053080107282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=853825053080107282&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/853825053080107282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/853825053080107282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/09/metro-praise.html' title='Metro Praise'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/TJkTiO7FCgI/AAAAAAAABQA/nTPIOXfrvvE/s72-c/DSC_0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1331961727149706948</id><published>2010-09-16T18:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:20:17.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Malinda Prince Sapp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady MaLinda Sapp&lt;/b&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: left;"&gt;I watched her homegoing service via the internet this afternoon and it was beautiful. So many great stories about Lady MaLinda were shared; she was an incredible women of God and she will be missed. The world might say that she lost her battle against cancer, but I assure you she didn't lose anything. We serve a God that knows all things, there's nothing that happens without Him knowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I watched the service a women took the stage and what she said was so powerful, she said "What do you do when God doesn't do what you want Him to do? What do you when you feel He has disappointed you?" she went on to say how do you go back to this God? and that my friends struck me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all who are we to ask such question, God is God and regardless of what happens or does not happen He is worthy to be praise. But let's be honest we have all been in this place where we feel like God has not come through &amp;nbsp;(at least not the way we expected Him to), there's a sense of disappointment. We placed all of our faith in Him and we are hurt when He &lt;i&gt;apparently&lt;/i&gt; doesn't show up. Oh how foolish of us, how easily we forget His goodness and His words, after all it was Him who said "Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you" Hebrews 13:5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my soul will put its trust on You!!! For You alone are the source of my strength, You alone my God hold my world in Your hands and I will trust You and You will quiet down my soul with Your Love!!! In my darkest moments and in my driest season I will choose to worship You, I will declare Your goodness and Your greatness. There's no one like You my Lord and my Saviour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MaLinda Sapp funeral: Jonathan Dunn performs "Here I Am"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" height="402.0" id="movie1284674327670" width="470.0"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://tribeca.vidavee.com/advance/vidavee/playerv3/vFlasher_debug.swf/p19=movie1284674327670&amp;d=E59863F96DC6AD349A709F3D1B931BBE&amp;"/&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="470.0" height="402.0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" name="movie1284674327670" src="http://tribeca.vidavee.com/advance/vidavee/playerv3/vFlasher_debug.swf/p19=movie1284674327670&amp;d=E59863F96DC6AD349A709F3D1B931BBE&amp;" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1331961727149706948?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mlive.com/entertainment/grand-rapids/index.ssf/2010/09/malinda_sapp_funeral_was_fille.html' title='Lady Malinda Prince Sapp'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1331961727149706948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1331961727149706948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1331961727149706948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1331961727149706948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/09/lady-malinda-prince-sapp.html' title='Lady Malinda Prince Sapp'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6655610738289095672</id><published>2010-09-12T23:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:47:31.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Defined</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;How many of us have ever been in love or at least thought we were in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;:&amp;nbsp;an intense feeling of deep affection;&amp;nbsp;a great interest and pleasure in something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;That's just a way the dictionary defines love. Now let me tell you how God defines love. John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." Love was defined at the cross, where innocent blood was shed for the world. God manifested His love for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; at the cross. He did not withhold anything back but gave it all, He gave His only Son. He is not like us, He didn't give us His leftovers, He gave us ALL He had, He gave us His ONLY Son.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I don't know about you but that's LOVE!!! There's no greater love than this, you can search for it and trust me you will NOT find it. No other human being can give you this type of love. God's love is everlasting, it was given to us while we were still sinners.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Oh the LOVE of GOD, so perfect, so honest and real. He will never leave you because something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;came along. God is faithful, He will never cheat on you with anyone else, He will always think you are beautiful. He will never do anything to harm you (although sometimes you might hurt, He will never do anything to hurt you). He takes everything (the good, the bad and the ugly) and He turns it into something beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;GOD'S LOVE IS PERFECT&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/7338570187596813650-6655610738289095672?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6655610738289095672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6655610738289095672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6655610738289095672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6655610738289095672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-be-in-love.html' title='Love Defined'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-811112164098653434</id><published>2010-09-12T22:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:10:50.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>I have not posted in a long time (4 months), quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I graduated, yey!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to Punta Cana for vacation in July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had an international convention at our church (www.maranathausa.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We had extreme camp (youth camp)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some bad news- I had two funeral in the month of August&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, life is good and God is faithful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to the grand opening of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.metropraise.org/"&gt;Metro Praise&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;the church is beautiful, the people are great and the word is passionate. Pastor Joe is a great man and he lives his church motto "Loving God, Loving people" The love for God is evident and so is the love for people. I had a wonderful time at their service, the atmosphere is laid back and I just loved it there. However, I already have a wonderful home church (&lt;a href="http://www.maranathausa.com/"&gt;Maranatha&lt;/a&gt;) but it was nice celebrating with our fellow brothers and sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post pictures soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-811112164098653434?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/811112164098653434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=811112164098653434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/811112164098653434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/811112164098653434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3001527850632927702</id><published>2010-05-09T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T22:32:10.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The First Presidency issued a statement:&amp;nbsp;Motherhood,' they wrote, 'is near to divinity. It is the highest, holiest service to be assumed by mankind. It places her who honors its holy calling and service next to the angels.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Because mothers are essential to God’s great plan of happiness, their sacred work is opposed by Satan, who would destroy the family and demean the worth of women.' " Russell M. Nelson, “Our Sacred Duty to Honor Women,” Ensign, May 1999, 38&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;To all the women, who have had the divine privilege to become mother's may God continue to bless you and give you the strength necessary to do all that you do. May He give you the grace and ability to love even in the most difficult of times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-3001527850632927702?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3001527850632927702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3001527850632927702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3001527850632927702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3001527850632927702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5479482772205590428</id><published>2010-04-29T15:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:13:12.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NO compromise</title><content type='html'>Christianity as you know it is corrupt and it has abandoned the principles which Christ Himself set. Christianity has become just another religion when it was meant to be a relationship and people are right Jesus did not judge but was moved to compassion we find many of examples in the New Testament but He also stood for righteousness and holiness and SIN regardless of what sin it is, to Him and to GOD it's still sin. He died on the cross for the sin of the world, He willingly gave up His life for sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just ask you a question and please just for argument sakes play along. Let's say you were walking down a road and I saw a big hole ahead of you and I thought that you could get hurt by falling into the hole. Is it then not my responsibility not necessarily as a friend but as a person to warn you about it? I can sit here and quote scripture to you but what good would that do? I am NOT against the homosexual, I am well aware that they are humans, I am NOT against liars, and thief because they are also humans but what I am against and I am called to be against is SIN. Because of SIN my Savior had to die on a cross, because of it He suffered what I needed to suffered, because of it innocent blood was shed so I wouldn't have to shed mine. I am not calling out homosexuality and perhaps this note wouldn't have bothered people if instead of homosexuality I talked more of lying, stealing, gossiping and adultery, next time I'll make sure I speak of all of them equally for they all are sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course they are some people that because they read of Jesus in a religious book or history book, they think they know Him. But its more than just reading. Its a lifestyle, its a relationship. It's about prayer, fasting and actually seeking Him. Jesus preached a gospel of forgiveness and compassion but it was forgiveness and compassion WITHOUT compromise. If you read the New Testament when He was moved with compassion and healed someone or saved someone He told them to go on with their lives and sin no more. I dare say that I am following the steps of Christ for He stood at the gates and proclaim "Repent, for the kingdom of God is at hand" I am proclaiming truth as I know, not MY truth for there's none in me, but I am proclaiming His truth and that is that HE died on the cross for the sins of the world. That's my notion of truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5479482772205590428?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5479482772205590428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5479482772205590428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5479482772205590428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5479482772205590428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-compromise.html' title='NO compromise'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3146530612613330824</id><published>2010-04-26T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T23:17:24.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUTH</title><content type='html'>I am sorry to let my homosexual counterparts know that you CANNOT both be a believer and a homosexual. I love you all with all of me and if I had to give up my life for you to see the truth then I will do it. But you cannot proclaim yourself a CHRISTian and also a homosexual. They just don't go together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have homosexuals friends and I am not one to point fingers because we have ALL fallen short of the glory of God. But He has made a way and that way is His Son, Jesus Christ. We are ALL sinners but HIS love has set us free from sin. And YES, homosexuality is a sin just as lying, stealing, committing a murder, and gossiping are sins. SIN is sin, there's no such thing as a little sin, ALL sin regardless of how you weight it, required the SAME price and that price was the precious, guiltless blood of JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY sin, YOUR sin. Cost the life of the only begotten Son of GOD. So please don't label SIN small or big. SIN is and it will always be SIN and there's only ONE (1) way to the Father and that is through the blood of His PERFECT, SINLESS SON, JESUS CHRIST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-3146530612613330824?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3146530612613330824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3146530612613330824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3146530612613330824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3146530612613330824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/04/truth.html' title='TRUTH'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1375921383583109769</id><published>2010-04-15T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:42:29.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To love GOD is to hate sin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To love sin is to HATE GOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many of us see it that way? How many of us DARE see it that way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are we too much in love with our sin that we cover it up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are we too attach to it that we protect it even from God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is the love that we confess to have towards the Father?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I am not talking about you (if you feel that applies than praise GOD) but I am talking about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is the LOVE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is the PASSION?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where is the true DESIRE to please HIM?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WHERE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What have we done with it?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH that HIS people would love HIM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH that HIS people would desire HIM as much as HE desires us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What would this world be like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If the world is in ruins, its OUR (the church, the body, the bride) fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What have we done with the gift of salvation?&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1375921383583109769?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1375921383583109769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1375921383583109769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1375921383583109769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1375921383583109769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/04/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5265570113218729381</id><published>2010-04-15T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T10:23:40.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going back to the 1st love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This video is something we all who call ourself Christians need to hear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because we have taken our salvation too lightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He PAID the price in full, there's nothing you and I can add or take away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He did it all, when He was at the cross He said, "it is finished"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/yhX7m3rF20c/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhX7m3rF20c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhX7m3rF20c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it is up to you and I to be a clear reflection of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's stop loving to the pleasures of the world and let us love Him wholeheartedly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5265570113218729381?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5265570113218729381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5265570113218729381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5265570113218729381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5265570113218729381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-back-to-1st-love.html' title='Going back to the 1st love'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2901543130063380511</id><published>2010-03-28T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:56:36.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She is powerful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love her. She was an amazing woman after God's heart. I love the relationship she had with the Holy Spirit. Her passion. Her desire to please Him. She is such an inspiration.&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mre2egig3Mc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mre2egig3Mc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If we only had many more like her today! What glorious days we would have. The Holy Spirit wants to move in the midst of His people but doesn't have a vessel that is willing to be used by Him.&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; white-space: pre;"&gt;Oh to have Him!&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/7338570187596813650-2901543130063380511?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2901543130063380511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2901543130063380511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2901543130063380511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2901543130063380511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-is-powerful.html' title='She is powerful'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4724551516033014616</id><published>2010-03-27T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:45:59.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Splendor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bless  the Lord (Son of Man), I am sure this song has been out forever now but I just came across it this weekend when I was on my way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prayermountain.ws/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;prayer Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; a property my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maranathausa.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; has in Mount Carol (approximately 3 hrs way from the city). The place is beautiful one of these days when I go, I'll snap some pictures of the property if not just go to the link. It is truly a place where the presence of God abides. If you go to the mountain and you don't feel God then let's just say you should check yourself. GOD makes Himself known in that place. We have many activities there, youth camps, women retreats, men retreats, prayer watch. I love going to the mountain, it is peaceful and the best thing (or worse depending how much you love your phone) there is no signal so you can detach yourself from your phone, welll you are sort of force to, but it's great!&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: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzQuwfoeTx8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EzQuwfoeTx8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I pray you have a blessed Sunday!&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-4724551516033014616?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4724551516033014616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4724551516033014616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4724551516033014616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4724551516033014616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-splendor.html' title='In the Splendor'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2207689615894334101</id><published>2010-03-24T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:13:12.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girls love shoes!!! I love shoes, but what if you didn't have any and you had to walk miles to get water? What if you had to walk barefoot to school? What if you didn't have any shoes? If you are like me (and I am sure you are) you have tons of pairs of shoes in your closet some that you haven't worn in months others in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toms.com/"&gt;TOMS&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be honest with you, I have seen the shoes before but no one told me of the great cause it supports. I will be buying my first pair of TOMS (this &lt;a href="http://www.toms.com/womens/new-styles/red-bridgeport-linen-classics-shoes"&gt;ones&lt;/a&gt;) =] I think they will be nice for the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vlz3QKHJBac&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vlz3QKHJBac&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without shoes would suck and it would be painful. Make the lives of a child in need easier by&lt;br /&gt;purchasing a pair of TOMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6ojjYkdoPI/AAAAAAAABLI/gIZ90O-lOWk/s1600/Picture+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6ojjYkdoPI/AAAAAAAABLI/gIZ90O-lOWk/s320/Picture+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&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/7338570187596813650-2207689615894334101?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2207689615894334101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2207689615894334101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2207689615894334101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2207689615894334101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/give.html' title='GIVE'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6ojjYkdoPI/AAAAAAAABLI/gIZ90O-lOWk/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3369982543806276771</id><published>2010-03-23T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:49:44.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacrifice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if any of you fast. I did a 40 hour fast (all day monday and today until 2 pm) and it was a bit challenging because I have never fasted from all food ever. I have done the Daniel 21 day fast where you restrict what you eat (can't eat dairy, sugar, processed food, etc) it's pretty much vegan on steroids. But I have never done just water fast so it was interesting. I finally had some food today and it was yummy. I am extremely full now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway if you want to do a fast make sure you know what your petition is (why are you fasting? what answer do you want from God?) Fasting is one of the many weapons Christians have, the other are praying and giving. We need to do all three prayer, fast and give.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I hope you all enjoyed great weather, I am in Chicago and we had great weather today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6lhl-8-ziI/AAAAAAAABFs/AYGzpj3tJz0/s1600-h/tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6lhl-8-ziI/AAAAAAAABFs/AYGzpj3tJz0/s400/tree.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7338570187596813650-3369982543806276771?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3369982543806276771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3369982543806276771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3369982543806276771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3369982543806276771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_23.html' title='=]'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6lhl-8-ziI/AAAAAAAABFs/AYGzpj3tJz0/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7483855440920664086</id><published>2010-03-22T17:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T17:59:41.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOD is good. I woke up yet another day and I am extremely happy. The sun is out, its a little cold but at least it's not snowing. I pray you all have a wonderful week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Read your Word, get lost in His presence and just remember:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6f2L58mk6I/AAAAAAAABEk/YH_UDx2rZhU/s1600-h/god-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6f2L58mk6I/AAAAAAAABEk/YH_UDx2rZhU/s200/god-1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-7483855440920664086?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7483855440920664086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7483855440920664086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7483855440920664086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7483855440920664086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S6f2L58mk6I/AAAAAAAABEk/YH_UDx2rZhU/s72-c/god-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2253150902955213140</id><published>2010-03-18T00:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:33:04.105-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashes'/><title type='text'>Beauty for Ashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;He gives beauty for ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Strength for fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Gladness for mourning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace for despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When sorrow seems to surround you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When suffering hangs heavy o'er your head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know that tomorrow brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wholeness and healing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God knows your need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just believe what He said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives beauty for ashes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strength for fear Gladness for mourning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace for despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When what you've done keeps you from moving on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When fear wants to make itself at home in your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know that forgiveness brings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wholeness and healing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God knows your need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just believe what He said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives beauty for ashes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strength for fear Gladness for mourning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace for despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I once was lost but God has found me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I was bound I've been set free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been made righteous in His sight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A display of His splendor all can see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He gives beauty for ashes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strength for fear Gladness for mourning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peace for despair&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Crystal Lewis&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/7338570187596813650-2253150902955213140?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2253150902955213140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2253150902955213140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2253150902955213140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2253150902955213140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/beauty-for-ashes.html' title='Beauty for Ashes'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1502750702630924296</id><published>2010-03-15T18:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:50:10.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOKS</title><content type='html'>If you like to read here are some great Christian books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GcaoFeFI/AAAAAAAABCE/XEKmgUMUnO4/s1600-h/c25995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GcaoFeFI/AAAAAAAABCE/XEKmgUMUnO4/s320/c25995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I absolutely love Francine Rivers, this book is about the 5 women mentioned in Jesus' lineage in the first chapter of Matthew.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GebWuRGI/AAAAAAAABCM/zVEwP7q7hiw/s1600-h/n116892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GebWuRGI/AAAAAAAABCM/zVEwP7q7hiw/s320/n116892.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;About the book of Hosea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GjgNi_1I/AAAAAAAABCU/u6Gm_zNeCvw/s1600-h/519VsQJsmwL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GjgNi_1I/AAAAAAAABCU/u6Gm_zNeCvw/s320/519VsQJsmwL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to fast but don't know how or what the meaning of fasting is read this book. It also tells you the importance of fasting and why every believer should read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57Ga6w3adI/AAAAAAAABB8/v5E1Ddts5Ys/s1600-h/9781414105703.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57Ga6w3adI/AAAAAAAABB8/v5E1Ddts5Ys/s320/9781414105703.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, it looks intimidating and to be honest it might be just a little, but the Word of God says that without holiness no one shall see the LORD (Hebrews 12:14)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read any good books please let me know!!! =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1502750702630924296?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1502750702630924296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1502750702630924296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1502750702630924296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1502750702630924296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/books.html' title='BOOKS'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S57GcaoFeFI/AAAAAAAABCE/XEKmgUMUnO4/s72-c/c25995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7962373625510956689</id><published>2010-03-13T19:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:39:41.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you are all having a wonderful weekend. It was gloomy in Chicago, the sun didn't come out today but nonetheless it was a beautiful day. If you are reading this whether or not you think you had a great day, you did. You woke up this morning and that is enough to make any day a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Keep a smile on your face always, know that you are beautiful, love yourself, know your worth and live life, enjoy life!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Remember to be the light to this world, we believe in someone that said that He is the light, so if we walk with Him that same light is also found in us!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S5w1vKlQMbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/A7cG2cOJQkw/s1600-h/Wheel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S5w1vKlQMbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/A7cG2cOJQkw/s320/Wheel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;photo via flickr daddysbabygrl75 (my account @ flickr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Jesus, the Light of the World&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;Jesus spoke to the people once more and said, “I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; am the light of the world. If you follow me, you won’t have to walk in darkness, because you will have the light that leads to life&lt;/span&gt;.” John 8:12&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24.0pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;GOD bless you!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-7962373625510956689?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7962373625510956689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7962373625510956689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7962373625510956689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7962373625510956689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/great-day.html' title='Great Day'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S5w1vKlQMbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/A7cG2cOJQkw/s72-c/Wheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5138178309983434389</id><published>2010-03-11T21:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:41:05.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRbA9iVKm3w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRbA9iVKm3w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Looks like tonight, the sky is heavy&lt;br /&gt;feels like the winds, are gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Beneath my feet, the Earth is ready&lt;br /&gt;I know it's time, for heavens rain.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the start, my heart is heavy&lt;br /&gt;Feels like it's time, to dream again&lt;br /&gt;I see the clouds, and yes i'm ready&lt;br /&gt;To dance upon, this barren land&lt;br /&gt;Hope in my hands,&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;SPRING is coming!!! I am trying to study for my finals next week and I am having a hard time. It is raining, thundering and I am excited!!!! =] GOD is watering the earth and soon Chicago will be dressed in green!!! I love Spring and I am excited for this summer. I graduate in June and I have a trip to Punta Cana, Dominican Republic in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;As the raining days begin try to keep an optimistic attitude, gloomy days does NOT mean you need to have a bad day. Instead think of all the flowers and the green trees and the green grass and the beautiful weather!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Oh GOD is good!!!! I love thunderstorms (when I am inside and not driving) =]&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5138178309983434389?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5138178309983434389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5138178309983434389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5138178309983434389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5138178309983434389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/rain-down.html' title='Rain Down'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6457813731392543734</id><published>2010-03-10T16:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:27:38.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This morning it was cloudy and it looked like it was going to rain, it is now 4 pm and the sun is out, the sky is beautiful and the day is PERFECT. I love Chicago when the weather gets nice. God is so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;I love walking to the train every morning. Next time you are not in such a great mood, walk around for a little. If you are at home walk around your block, if you are at work get up from your desk and just for 5 mins&amp;nbsp;detach yourself from everything else that might be going on and just breathe. 5 minutes, walk and meditate on God's goodness, thank Him for waking you up and giving you another day. We need to remember not everyone that went to sleep last night woke up this morning, so for that be thankful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;God is good!!! and He is good ALL the time, no matter how you are feeling He is still good, HE doesn't change ever, it is us that are overwhelmed with our surroundings and we forget that He is our hiding place, our refuge when things get out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Enjoy your Wednesday and just give God all the glory!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Remember we only get ONE life to live, so please live it in a way that you won't regret!!! enjoy every minute, laugh at the bad things and just enjoy LIFE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6457813731392543734?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6457813731392543734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6457813731392543734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6457813731392543734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6457813731392543734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-wednesday.html' title='Happy Wednesday'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3205268388388492208</id><published>2010-03-07T22:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T22:03:11.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>We have so much to smile about, but for some strange reason we choose to focus on all the bad things that might be going on in our lives. We forgot to be thankful for waking up, every time you are faced with a circumstance just smile and give God thanks for waking you up. If you were dead you wouldn't have any problems, you wouldn't have to think about the 44541326664 things on your to-do list. So rather than complain just SMILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S5R2lIjaBDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/-6HKgqDySX4/s1600-h/Picture+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S5R2lIjaBDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/-6HKgqDySX4/s320/Picture+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;photo via lisaluvzzzz flickr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fluffyboo2/2665524211/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/fluffyboo2/2665524211/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-3205268388388492208?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3205268388388492208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3205268388388492208&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3205268388388492208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3205268388388492208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/S5R2lIjaBDI/AAAAAAAAA_0/-6HKgqDySX4/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4339050658543894013</id><published>2010-02-10T00:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T00:47:15.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste &amp; See</title><content type='html'>GOD is good. Regardless of what we do, what we are going through, how we feel one thing remains true and that is God's goodness. Many times we allow our circumstances determine our view of God. We forget that He doesn't change, He is the same. He will always be faithful, loving, kind, merciful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget that God is good, even when things around us are falling apart and we feel as if God has forgotten about us, I assure you He hasn't. Instead of complaining when bad times come take the time to meditate on what is going on and what lessons you can learn from all the chaos. We live in a world where bad things will happen, the bible doesn't promise us that everything will be perfect. I have yet to find a verse that says the way of the LORD is perfect and we will always be happy and trials will never come our way. There's an entire book of a man, a perfect and holy mad that suffer lost after lost, his name was Job. So let's be realistic and let's admit, bad things will happen but what determines the outcome is how I react to it. Will I let whatever circumstance defeat me or will I remain unmoved? Will I let go of God at the sight of trouble and try to do things my way or will I hold fast to His promise that He will never leave or forsake me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not walk away from God in our darkest moments, this is when we need to run and declare that He is our refuge, our fortress in time of trouble. We can hide under the shadow of His wing. God is good, let's not forget that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-4339050658543894013?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4339050658543894013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4339050658543894013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4339050658543894013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4339050658543894013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/02/taste-see.html' title='Taste &amp; See'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-8669842042025798070</id><published>2010-01-29T17:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T17:06:25.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how HE loves us!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;God is good and we forget His goodness and how much He loves us. I hope we never forget how much He loves us. Remember that we were bought with a price, we were not cheap and our salvation is precious. It was the blood of Jesus that sets us free, it is the blood of Jesus that gives us freedom to come before God's presence and just be loved by Him. It is that blood that gives us the right to come before the Father and it is in His presence that we receive His love, forgiveness and mercy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Let us not take the blood for granted because without it there is no salvation, without there is not redemption, without the blood there is no HOPE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OTtTBEGs6m8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OTtTBEGs6m8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7338570187596813650-8669842042025798070?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/8669842042025798070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=8669842042025798070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8669842042025798070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8669842042025798070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-good-and-we-forget-his-goodness.html' title='how HE loves us!!!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-8298458167987336587</id><published>2010-01-26T09:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:43:30.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give up the illusion</title><content type='html'>Devotional for today from Sarah Young's book &lt;i&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIVE UP THE ILLUSION that you deserve a problem-free. Part of you is still hungering for the resolution of all difficulties. This is a false hope! As I told My disciples, &lt;i&gt;in the world you will have trouble&lt;/i&gt;. Link your hope not to problem solving in this life to but to the promise of an eternity of problem-free life in heaven. Instead of seeking perfection in this fallen world, pour your energy into seeking Me: the Perfect One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible to enjoy Me and glorify Me in the midst of adverse circumstances. In fact, My Light shines most brightly through believers who trust Me in the dark. That kind of trust is supernatural: a production of My indwelling Spirit. When things seem all wrong, trust Me anyway. I am much less interested in right circumstances than in right responses to whatever comes your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have told you all this that you may have peace in Me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John 16:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Light shines in the darkness for the godly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are generous, compassionate and righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They do not fear bad news;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they confidently trust the LORD to take care of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 112:4, 7&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/7338570187596813650-8298458167987336587?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/8298458167987336587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=8298458167987336587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8298458167987336587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8298458167987336587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-up-illusion.html' title='Give up the illusion'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6331574107242031162</id><published>2010-01-25T23:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:53:55.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet when they were ill, I grieved for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I denied myself by fasting for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but my prayers returned answered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was sad, as though they were my friends or family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as if I were grieving for my own mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 35:13-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sure we have all heard of what happened in Haiti, we have seen images that have left us speechless. So many people dead, so many without a home, without family, children without parents, parents without their children. What has happened has truly shaken the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am part of Maranatha World Revival Ministries (&lt;a href="http://maranathausa.com/index_english.htm"&gt;http://maranathausa.com/index_english.htm&lt;/a&gt;) and we have 16 churches in Haiti, 12 have been accounted for, 6 pastors died and an entire congregation perish the day the earthquake hit. They had service that day and the church was full, there we no survivors. Our Ministries around the world are sending whatever they can to Haiti, money is easiest thing to send right now. We have churches in Santo Domingo (Dominican Republic) the national director of the Santo Domingo has been crossing the border to Haiti to bring medical supplies and food to the people. $1000 has feed 200, 12 children have been placed in homes in Santo Domingo and by the end of this year our church (headquarters in Chicago) plans to have a orphanage for all the kids that were left without parents. But that was only the beginning of what this ministry is doing to help our brothers and sisters in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In times of crisis is when the body of Christ needs to arise. We need to cry out for our nation and for this world, things are not going to get easier and it is our duty to stand in the gap, in prayer, fasting and supplication. We need to cry out, ask for mercy. We need God's mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;May God bless you and please keep the nation of Haiti and our nation in prayer. We all need it!&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/7338570187596813650-6331574107242031162?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://maranathausa.com/index_english.htm' title='Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on Haiti'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6331574107242031162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6331574107242031162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6331574107242031162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6331574107242031162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/01/lord-jesus-christ-have-mercy-on-haiti.html' title='Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on Haiti'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1691456652174244016</id><published>2010-01-25T17:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:53:42.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a New habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;From the book &lt;i&gt;Jesus Calling &lt;/i&gt;by Sarah Young, a devotional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;I WANT YOU TO LEARN A NEW HABIT. Try saying, "I trust You, Jesus" in response to whatever happens to you. If there is time, think about who I am in all My Power and Glory; ponder also the depth and breadth of My love for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;This simple practice will help you see Me in every situation, acknowledging My sovereign control over the universe. When you view events from this perspective-- through the Light of My universal Presence--fear loses its grip on you. Adverse circumstances become growth opportunities when you affirm your trust in Me no matter what. You receive blessings gratefully, realizing they flow directly from My hand of grace. Your continual assertion of trusting Me will strengthen our relationship and keep you close to Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I have seen you in your sanctuary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and gazed upon your power and glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;Psalm 63:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" id="Is 40:10" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Isaiah 40:10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Yes, the Sovereign L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps; text-transform: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is coming in power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He will rule with a powerful arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;See, he brings his reward with him as he comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" id="Is 40:11" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Isaiah 40:11"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;11&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; He will feed his flock like a shepherd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He will carry the lambs in his arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;holding them close to his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He will gently lead the mother sheep with their young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isaiah 40:10-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 9pt; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" id="Ps 139:7" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Psalm 139:7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;7&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; I can never escape from your Spirit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can never get away from your presence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" id="Ps 139:8" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Psalm 139:8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;8&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; If I go up to heaven, you are there;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;if I go down to the grave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" rel="popup" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="&amp;lt;p&amp;gt; Hebrew &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;font-style: italic;&amp;quot;&amp;gt;to Sheol.&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" id="Ps 139:9" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Psalm 139:9"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; If I ride the wings of the morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;if I dwell by the farthest oceans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 36pt; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;amp;postID=1691456652174244016" id="Ps 139:10" rel="verse" style="color: #34448b; cursor: pointer; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Psalm 139:10"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 0; vertical-align: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;10&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; even there your hand will guide me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and your strength will support me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Psalm 139:7-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7338570187596813650-1691456652174244016?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1691456652174244016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1691456652174244016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1691456652174244016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1691456652174244016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-habit.html' title='a New habit'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7003625814417332750</id><published>2010-01-07T16:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:49:51.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU are</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;ritten by a friend. A beautiful expression of Who GOD is and will always be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;You Remain the same yesterday ,today, and Forever&lt;br /&gt;You are still Faithful, even when I am filled with Unbelief&lt;br /&gt;You are still Good, Even when I am surrounded with destruction&lt;br /&gt;You are still Able, even when hope is lost&lt;br /&gt;You are still Fair, even when injustice surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;You are still a Friend, even when I am against you&lt;br /&gt;You are still Near, even when I am Distant&lt;br /&gt;You are still my Creator,The author of my Life, even during the times when I am not who you meant for me to be&lt;br /&gt;You still Provide, even when I am Ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;You still Desire me, even when I Disrespect you&lt;br /&gt;You still Invite me to be with you, even if I am unworthy&lt;br /&gt;You still call me yours, even when I don’t love you with all of my heart, mind, soul, and strength&lt;br /&gt;You are still a present help, even when I am overwhelmed with trouble&lt;br /&gt;You are still Stable, even when everything else Shatters&lt;br /&gt;You are still Mighty, even when I am faced with Impossibility&lt;br /&gt;You are still Watchful over me, even when I am hiding&lt;br /&gt;You still Seek me &amp;amp; Draw Close,Even when im Resisting&lt;br /&gt;You still Comfort me, Even when im Unresponsive&lt;br /&gt;You still Breathe on me, even when i am Unmoved&lt;br /&gt;You are still Burning within me, Even when my heart is Callous&lt;br /&gt;You still Touch me &amp;amp; Hold me, even when i am Unclean and Impure&lt;br /&gt;You still Treasure &amp;amp; Cherish me above all things, even when im mediocre&lt;br /&gt;Your Love still Inspires &amp;amp; Compells me, Even in my Dullness&lt;br /&gt;You still create Beauty, even when there is nothing but Ashes&lt;br /&gt;You still Impose order and Peace, even if there is Nothing but Chaos&lt;br /&gt;You are still my Song of Joy, My Smile&amp;amp; Laughter,even in the midst of my pain&lt;br /&gt;You still Multiply, even if there is Lack&lt;br /&gt;You still Heal, Even in my Recklessness&lt;br /&gt;You still Guide, Even in my neglectfulness&lt;br /&gt;You still Defend&amp;amp; Protect me, even in my Vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;You are still Light, even when in the midst of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;You are still Freedom, even when there is Bondage&lt;br /&gt;You are still Sovereign, even in the midst of Turmoil&lt;br /&gt;You are still Trustworthy, even in my Disbelief&lt;br /&gt;You still share Wisdom, even in my Foolishness&lt;br /&gt;You still give Understanding, even in my Confusion&lt;br /&gt;You still Remain, even when everything else Perishes&lt;br /&gt;You are still Unchanging, even when My Heart Questions&lt;br /&gt;You are still my Strength&amp;amp; Power, even when I am Tired and Weak&lt;br /&gt;You are still Joy, even in the midst of Mourning&lt;br /&gt;You are still Passionate, even though I am Weary&lt;br /&gt;You are still Life , even in the midst of Death&lt;br /&gt;You are still Confident, even when I am Broken&lt;br /&gt;You are still Present, even when I am Lost&lt;br /&gt;You are still my Destination, even when Im Wandering on the Wrong path&lt;br /&gt;You are still Purpose, even in the midst of Insecurity&lt;br /&gt;You are still my Assurance, even in my Shame&lt;br /&gt;You are still Enthroned&amp;amp; in Control, even when I am rebellious&lt;br /&gt;You are still Eternal, even when Life Fades&lt;br /&gt;You still Rescue&amp;amp; Restore me, even when I am entangled in the depths of sin&lt;br /&gt;You still Listen, even when complaining is all I have, in my misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;You are still Relentless&amp;amp; Patient, even when I am Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;You still Speak, even when i am Inattentive&lt;br /&gt;You still Intercede for me, even In my Carelessness&lt;br /&gt;You still Believe in me, even In my Ignorance&lt;br /&gt;You still fulfill your plans and purposes, even when im constantly making wrong choices&amp;amp; decisions&lt;br /&gt;You are still Kind, even when I am Inconsiderate&lt;br /&gt;You still speak Truth to me, even when I choose to only hear lies&lt;br /&gt;You still Accept me, even when i am Disloyal&lt;br /&gt;You still command my Victories, even when I am Overcome&lt;br /&gt;You Still Remember your Promises, even when ive Forgotten your commands&lt;br /&gt;You Still Fight for me, Even in the midst of Accusations &amp;amp; Threats&lt;br /&gt;You still carry my Burdens, even though they were my Mistakes&lt;br /&gt;You are still Great, even in the midst of my Defeat&lt;br /&gt;You still Delight in me, even when I am Unbearable&lt;br /&gt;You still Forgive, even though I am Undeserving&lt;br /&gt;You are still my Atonement &amp;amp; Righteousness, even in my Delinquency&lt;br /&gt;You still work out all things for my good, even when I only expect the worse&lt;br /&gt;You are still Love, even when I am Unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;You are still my God , even when I deny you and have forgotten what you’ve done and who you’ve been to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still Holy, He is still Worthy, He is Still God in the midst of nothing or everything. He is the One Who was, Who is , and Who is to come. He remains the same Yesterday, Today, and Forever. He is the Beginning and the End, He is the Fair Judge, The King of Glory, The Ancient of Days, He Reigns, He Rules, He will be Exalted in all the earth. Before creation He Was. He envisioned creation, He spoke existence, He set the Hands of time in Motion, He is outside of Time, HE is eternal. How Great are his signs and How Mighty are his wonders, His kingdom is an everlasting kingdom, His dominion is from Generation to Generation, He is the King Eternal, Immortal, invisible, The only wise God who Honor and Glory Be forever. The Lord is the True God, He is the Living God, all things were Created by him and for him, He is Omnipotent, all powerful, with him all things are possible, for there is nothing to hard for him, Darkness is light to him. He is Omnipresent, he is ever present, For what can I say? What can I do? Where can I go from his presence? If I ascend up into heaven he is there, If I make my bed in Hell, Behold he is there too, wherever I am , he is still with me, leading me and holding me. He is Omniscient, for he knows all things! Nothing in all creation is hidden from Gods sight, Everything is Uncovered, Naked, Laid Bare and opened before his eyes, For he knows the depths of that in which he meticulously designed and created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is All Together Holy &amp;amp; Perfect&lt;br /&gt;He is All Together Good, Fair, Merciful, and Compassionate&lt;br /&gt;He is All Together the Greatest Love, Even in the midst of Imperfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-7003625814417332750?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7003625814417332750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7003625814417332750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7003625814417332750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7003625814417332750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-are.html' title='YOU are'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6636618497278903895</id><published>2010-01-01T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:23:33.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>New year, new expectations, challenges, trials, but lets try to stay positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Return to the stronghold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You prisoners of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even today I declare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I will restore double to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zechariah 9:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That is God's promise to you, if you did not take hold of that promise last year, this is the year. Have an expectation of things God will do in your life, hold on fast to them and just wait. God is faithful and He always provides for His people. Become not a prisoner of sorrow, envy, lust, anxiety but rather become a prisoner of HOPE. As prisoners are bound to jail, be bound to God, make Him your stronghold, make Him your refuge. If you don't understand something go to Him, for He is the wisdom of all ages. If you can't do something, let Him for nothing is impossible for Him. If you are weary, He will give you rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But you must become a prisoner of HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"FAITH is what sustains you, HOPE is what propels you, &amp;amp; LOVE is what keeps you." -Pastor Nahum Rosario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/7338570187596813650-6636618497278903895?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6636618497278903895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6636618497278903895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6636618497278903895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6636618497278903895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7981585193637540256</id><published>2009-12-18T00:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:08:15.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prayer</title><content type='html'>This was todays prayer, I pray it also becomes yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father. God of eternal love and mercy. Father I plead the blood of Your Son upon me, cleanse me, deliver me, change me, exchange my heart for Your heart. Make me a priest that ministers before Your presence continuously. Dress me in Your holy garments make me the apple of Your eyes, that I may never depart from Your presence. God I need You, more than a career, more than my family, I need You. I desire You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I want to be utterly consumed by You. Take me over oh God. Find pleasure in me. Dance over me with gladness and thanksgiving. Rejoice over me. Be pleased with my heart. Heavenly King search me, know me, have me. God I long for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit, precious Spirit be my friend, my all consuming fire, be my holiness and righteousness. Holy Spirit captivate my spirit, let my spirit fall in love with You, let my spirit know You. Let my spirit be poor, contrite and broken. Let it be irresistible to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear my cry oh God, don't turn Your face from me. Hear my prayer oh Lord, I need You Father for what can I do without You, who can I trust if not You? I call out to You for You are faithful and hear the prayer of Your people. You who sits on the highest throne, You that hold the universe in Your hands, You who knows the heart of every man and woman. You who silence the waters with a simple command. You who quiets my soul with love. You who rejoices when I rejoice and feels my pain and anguish. God I want to love You with everything I do, with everything I have, with everything I am. For what I do is by You, what I have is because You gave it and who I am is who You made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God You made me with a purpose, You created me with a plan in mind. I ask what was that purpose? What was that plan? What did You create me for? Father if it was to love You, teach me to love You with all I have, let me be head over heals, crazy in love, madly in love, no one else can please me like you in love with You. If it was to be a giver, give me a giving heart and provide that I may always have something to give. If it was to speak of You, give me a voice, bold and passionate. If it was to serve You, give me a servants heart, willing to do as commanded without questioning or fearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God You have me, now use me! You possess me, You contain me, You consume me, You please me, You give me joy, peace, rest, laughter, passion, boldness, courage, desire, longing, thirst, hunger, compassion. God You created me, I was fearfully and wonderfully made. You saw me before anyone else knew I existed. You knew me by name, knitted me in my mother's womb, held me before anyone, loved me before anyone could love me. Saved me when I was ready to drown, healed me when my wounds were so deep I though I would die. You held me in place when I was ready to flee. You renewed my mind. You restored me. You my God have me. I am Yours. Your possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa to be found in You, to be lost in You is my only desire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-7981585193637540256?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7981585193637540256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7981585193637540256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7981585193637540256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7981585193637540256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-prayer.html' title='My Prayer'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6465841778843299959</id><published>2009-12-17T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T23:59:48.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For God so loved the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should no perish but have everlasting life" John 3:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have read this verse, many probably know this verse by heart but I don't think we understand it's meaning. The verse reads, "for God so loved the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that He gave His only begotten Son..." Yes, because He loved you, He gave His only Son but that's not the only reason Jesus died on the cross for you. He gave His Son to save not only you but a dying world. We need to spread the good news, Christ lives and there's hope of salvation through Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess I am one of those that have read this verse as, "for God so loved &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that He sent His Son to save &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" a very selfish way of thinking of this. God loved you when He sent His Son to save you. God loves you when you sin against Him and He is willing to forgive you if you willingly and wholeheartedly repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God longs for a deeper, more personal relationship with His creation. God sent His Son to save not only you but a world and it is our job, our right and our responsibility to spread the good news to all those that are willing to believe in Him. That is God's only condition for salvation, is that we believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6465841778843299959?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6465841778843299959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6465841778843299959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6465841778843299959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6465841778843299959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-god-so-loved-world.html' title='For God so loved the world'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6120813304770024131</id><published>2009-12-02T20:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:12:42.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving came and left, Black Friday was probably not as black as other years (in the finance world black= profit, that's why its called Black Friday). The holiday season has begun, Christmas is around the corner and soon 2009 will be over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time is going by too fast, I have 6 classes left of undergrad and then "real" world here I come. The economy is not what it was a few years back, the world whether we want to admit it or not is getting worse. But when everything else fails, there's one thing that remains, God's faithfulness. When the world comes crumbling down, God will remain unmoved. Nothing, No One can change HIS will, His plans will come to pass. So when you find yourself having a bad day just take a few minutes to count your blessings. Sure sometimes we feel like we have more bad things happening than good, but take a few minutes and you'll realize that even in your darkest moments there are things to be thankful for, if you're reading this you have eyes, a computer, electricity, a home, I'm pretty sure you have clothes on, you ate something today, you drove, you worked. All those things are blessings although sometimes work might seem like a pain, there are many that don't have that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With this year coming to end quickly, just look back and think of everything that you have gone through if its good be thankful for it and if its bad give thanks anyway because you have overcome it and it will be soon be in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2701/4094334183_3e5d203d6a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/besimo/4094334183/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;christmas is on its way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/besimo/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;besimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God bless you and always strengthen you, remember God never moves from where He is, many times it is us that walk away from Him. So when you feel lonely or distressed just give Him some time, if you only have 5 minutes give it to Him and He will surely renew your strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6120813304770024131?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6120813304770024131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6120813304770024131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6120813304770024131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6120813304770024131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2701/4094334183_3e5d203d6a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4991008053736173039</id><published>2009-06-24T19:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:59:31.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Him be the Glory</title><content type='html'>Thank God summer is here. Chicago is a bit crazy when it comes to the weather, when its winter it's super cold and when it's summer its super hot, both EXTREMES! This winter we hit the -30 mark and this week we had 90+ weather, Chicagoans can never be happy. But Praise the LORD He woke me up this morning and I was blessed with another day of life. It's sad how many of us take that for granted, something so simple as waking up. How many did not get to see another day? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you are reading this, praise God you are alive!!!! The other day I was in the car and I heard this song and OMG I stopped everything and I just listen, its called "Which Jesus Do You Follow",  here are the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia, fantasy;"&gt;Which Jesus do you follow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia, fantasy;"&gt;Which Jesus do you serve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If Ephesians says to imitate Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Then why do you look so much like the world?&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;Cause my Jesus bled and died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He spent His time with thieves and liars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So which one do you want to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved the poor and accosted the rich&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So which one do you want to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who is this that you follow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture of the American dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side or fall down and worship at His holy feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the Word says He was battered and scarred&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or did you miss that part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause my Jesus bled and died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He spent His time with thieves and the least of these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So which one do you want to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But He reaches for the hurting and despises the proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like my Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like my Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like my Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like my Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause You said to live like You, love like You but then You died for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can I be like You Jesus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like you Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be like my Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XQzVBsC_Tmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-4991008053736173039?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4991008053736173039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4991008053736173039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4991008053736173039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4991008053736173039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-him-be-glory.html' title='To Him be the Glory'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3200263116699756554</id><published>2009-06-12T00:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:05:54.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillsong United</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the Hillsong United concert last night and it was absolutely incredible. These guys are completely sold out to God and their spirits are so beautiful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some videos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2TUSbJX9w4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w2TUSbJX9w4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h0VMBjhx55g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h0VMBjhx55g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O9kbMmkuBEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O9kbMmkuBEY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bQvxfrAfh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bQvxfrAfh4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-3200263116699756554?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3200263116699756554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3200263116699756554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3200263116699756554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3200263116699756554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/06/hillsong-united.html' title='Hillsong United'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-8160848058515128449</id><published>2009-05-18T23:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:37:01.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He rejoices in your praise!</title><content type='html'>Sunday was an amazing day... I got to church early as usual and before service we always pray for an hour. Well praise and worship started as usual but the atmosphere was not the same, as soon as Melody (she was leading praise and worship) opened her mouth and started singing the first song something happened, I said "My God please rejoice in the praises of your people" and that is when I saw Him. I saw Jesus, it was only for a few seconds and I only got to see His back because He was dancing, as we worshiped Him, He danced! It was incredible and so beautiful!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of us go to church and don't take praise and worship seriously, many of us don't close our eyes or lift our hands, instead we are looking around to see what the other people are doing. If we only knew that He takes pleasure in our worship and our praise, He delights in our singing and adoration. When I saw Him and He disappear shortly, I opened my eyes and I looked around and I wondered if any body else had seen Him? If they knew that He was in the house and He was taking please in our songs, He was dancing as we praised Him?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to worship and praise my God! And now even more so, now I not only know but I have seen that He delights in my praises and dances as I worship Him! God is incredible and deserving of all glory, honor, praise, worship. He is worthy of your time, devotion, love. He is worth of everything you have. So next time you are at church during praise and worship, close your eyes and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; give Him all that you have because He is dancing and rejoicing in your praise!&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: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/ShN5nOa1zzI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ZgoQro4iQhA/s320/0_0_0_0_367_552_csupload_2512954.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337743698156703538" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Sing praises to God, sing praises! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Sing praises to our King, sing praises!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;For God is the King of all the earth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Sing praises with understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;God reigns over the nations; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;God sits on His holy throne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;The princes of the people have gathered together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;The people of the God of Abraham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;For the shields of the earth belong to God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;He is greatly exalted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 13px;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Psalm 47:6-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7338570187596813650-8160848058515128449?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/8160848058515128449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=8160848058515128449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8160848058515128449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8160848058515128449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-rejoices-in-your-praise.html' title='He rejoices in your praise!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/ShN5nOa1zzI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ZgoQro4iQhA/s72-c/0_0_0_0_367_552_csupload_2512954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1052707651947490954</id><published>2009-05-11T17:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:30:30.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandon Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SgioUIGxTKI/AAAAAAAAA64/FvjJBUGjVc0/s1600-h/thebloodofjesus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334698822347082914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SgioUIGxTKI/AAAAAAAAA64/FvjJBUGjVc0/s320/thebloodofjesus.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;I want to abandon myself for God, I want to come to a place where I no longer know who I am. The only thing that would matter is pleasing my father! the one who created me, the one who has set me free and broke the chains! I no longer live but Christ now lives in me! I want to be sold out for the Kingdom! I want to become DEAD! completely dead to self! I lay down my dreams, my hopes and desires! I want GOD to input HIS dreams and visions into my heart! I want to draw so close to His heart so that I may hurt for what He hurts for, so my spirit may be so sensitive to Him. That I may be able to hear the softest whisper, to feel His most gentle embrace! I want to get lost! I want to drown in His love! I want my hunger to rise daily! I will no longer be content at the level I'm at, I want more of His true divine love! It's time to rise! to rise and mark a difference, by prayer, fasting, and weeping! By becoming ONE with the father! my ultimate desire is to walk in the will of my father! To know that I am pleasing Him and making Him smile! For He is worthy! He is amazing! His love is unfailing! My Beloved the one who rescued me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1052707651947490954?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1052707651947490954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1052707651947490954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1052707651947490954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1052707651947490954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/05/abandon-myself.html' title='Abandon Myself'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SgioUIGxTKI/AAAAAAAAA64/FvjJBUGjVc0/s72-c/thebloodofjesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6352199990473133805</id><published>2009-04-30T19:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:43:59.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I know of Holy?</title><content type='html'>I was listening to the radio and I came across a song called, what do I know of holy? And as I listened I was able to relate to it in so many ways. How many of us have been there? or are there right now? I know I've been there, playing with His emotions, praising Him with my lips but my heart was far from Him. But my God is merciful and loving and incredible and always faithful, He is patient and He was and still is with me. I have surrendered ALL of me to have ALL of HIM and now I can say I know HIM, I know what He is like, I know what is like to be loved by Him. I know what is like to have Him in my room, I know what His touch feels like, I know what He sounds like. I read His book and its no longer a book full of stories but a book full of PROMISES and assurance that He is who He says He is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to the song, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of Holy?&lt;br /&gt;by: Addison Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made You promises a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hear from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I talked the whole time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I made You too small&lt;br /&gt;I never feared You at all No&lt;br /&gt;If You touched my face would I know You?&lt;br /&gt;Looked into my eyes could I behold You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of You&lt;br /&gt;Who spoke me into motion?&lt;br /&gt;Where have I even stood&lt;br /&gt;But the shore along Your ocean?&lt;br /&gt;Are You fire? Are You fury?&lt;br /&gt;Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know? What do I know of Holy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I thought that I had figured You out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about&lt;br /&gt;How You were mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Those were only empty words on a page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be&lt;br /&gt;The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of Holy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a God who gave life "its" name?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of Holy?&lt;br /&gt;Of the One who the angels praise?&lt;br /&gt;All creation knows Your name&lt;br /&gt;On earth and heaven above&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of this love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of Holy?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know of Holy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6352199990473133805?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6352199990473133805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6352199990473133805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6352199990473133805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6352199990473133805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-holy-holy.html' title='What do I know of Holy?'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2960898831030744119</id><published>2009-04-25T15:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:50:36.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bheXTsvHEJ4&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bheXTsvHEJ4&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning- Jason Upton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God says to Israel, “I wanted to speak directly to you but you were afraid of the fire” and I believe God is raising a generation of people that are not going to be afraid of the fire, you know He doesn't just share the mysteries of His heart with anybody, He shares it with those he has found trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise us up oh God&lt;br /&gt;Give us back bone in the spirit&lt;br /&gt;We lay it all down for the heart of heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes no compromise means no compensation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's a power in Jesus' life because He was not bought by the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are a lot of people that run around in the church and we call ourselves Christians but we are bought by the world system, right inside the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set us free oh God to worship you&lt;br /&gt;Set us free oh God, children of the Lord rejoice&lt;br /&gt;Set us free oh God, break off the man-pleasing spirit God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was sitting before the Lord and I said I want to be part of the army and I believe that is what God is raising up tonight His army, He is not raising up a chorus He is raising up an army and I believe the first way He does that is by making us sons and daughters attentive to hear His voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up our ears oh God that we may hear, some of us are intoxicated by the words of men its like we are addicted when we don't hear its like we can't even live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know that God has a voice too, He doesn't magnify it, He whispers it, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You are my beloved&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God we are asking for your freedom tonight, go to the deep places Lord tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-2960898831030744119?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2960898831030744119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2960898831030744119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2960898831030744119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2960898831030744119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/burning.html' title='Burning'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6562260175548078406</id><published>2009-04-20T22:25:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:05:13.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);   font-weight: bold; font-family:'times new roman';font-size:24px;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Love is amazing and is life changing, those that have ever loved or have ever been loved know exactly what I mean. When you love you are capable and willing to do anything for the one you love. When you are in love that is all you think about day-in and day-out. Love consumes your life, every second of your day that is all you can think about that is all you want to think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love transforms, it liberates, it changes, it forces you out of your comfort zone, it allows you to see yourself through different lenses and all the sudden the way you see yourself and the way you see the world changes. Love does not enter your life silently, it makes it known that it has arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love is capable of overcoming everything and anything that comes its way, we have all read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; it keeps no record of wrongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;protects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;trusts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, always preserves."-- 1 Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is an amazing thing when that becomes a reality, when its no longer something you hear or read, when its no longer something you &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; for, but its your reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As humans we tend to place this duty on another person and yes God has created for us the one that will "complete" us (Genesis 2:24) but we are to fall in love with Him first. We are to be satisfy by Him (and only Him). 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 is a reality that we should experience with HIM before we can experience it with any one else. Humans learn by example and there is no better person to teach us how to love than God. His love is unconditional, there is nothing I can do to make Him love me more and there is nothing I can do to make Him not love me. He will love me today, tomorrow and forever the same, regardless of what I do or don't do. God is LOVE, he cannot deny His nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/barca-q8/3437721843/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3437721843_62ddfe4be4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/barca-q8/3437721843/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Let me tell you an old black and white love story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&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=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/barca-q8/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;B a r c a &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Love makes burdens lighter, because you divide them. It makes joys more intense, because you share them. It makes you stronger, so that you can reach our and become involved with life in ways you dared not risk alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Heaven comes down to touch us when we find ourselves safe in the heart of another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We never love our neighbor so truly as when our love for him is prompted by the love of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Francois Fenelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Robert A Heinlein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Real love loves for love's sake and not because the loved one is lovable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Eugenia Price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7338570187596813650-6562260175548078406?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6562260175548078406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6562260175548078406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6562260175548078406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6562260175548078406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/love.html' title='...Love...'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3663/3437721843_62ddfe4be4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7852602610589850467</id><published>2009-04-18T14:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:20:40.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day of Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SeomgXqrUYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/C6ECRTUe28U/s1600-h/NDP09_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SeomgXqrUYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/C6ECRTUe28U/s320/NDP09_logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326111846869717378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The 58th Annual National Day of Prayer will take place Thursday, May 7, 2009. Millions will unite in prayer as thousands of events will take place from coast to coast. The theme for this year is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Prayer... America's Hope"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and is based on the verse from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Psalm 33:22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; which states: "May your unfailing love rest upon us, O Lord, even as we put our hope in you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;SAVE THE DATE! MAY 7, 2009&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="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  line-height: 20px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  line-height: 20px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://lifegrouponfacebook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;http://lifegrouponfacebook.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/7338570187596813650-7852602610589850467?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7852602610589850467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7852602610589850467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7852602610589850467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7852602610589850467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/national-day-of-prayer.html' title='National Day of Prayer'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SeomgXqrUYI/AAAAAAAAA6s/C6ECRTUe28U/s72-c/NDP09_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2180257191752334172</id><published>2009-04-18T09:05:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:46:02.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch What You Eat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/barca-q8/2781295826/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/2781295826_5aa16b7a00_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/barca-q8/2781295826/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;{ She dieted and lost more than just wieght ,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/barca-q8/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;B a r c a &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We focus on what we feed our body but we have to watch what we feed our spirit.  We go to the doctor for a check up and he tells us our blood pressure is high, our cholesterol level is too high, we are anemic, and we need to lose a few pounds. And we listen to him; we begin to change our eating habits. We begin to make time to go to the gym, buy healthier food, consume less fatting foods, so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what about when God is the one pointing out the state of our spirit? When He is saying your spirit is in desperate need of me. Your spirit is dry; you need to put aside the things that are not of me (1 John 2:16).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about when is God saying be HOLY for I AM holy. I formed you in my image and with my breath I gave you life (Genesis 2:7). Let me give you life again (1 Corinthians 15:45), let me make you my dwelling place again for that is why I formed you, that is why I made you. So that I could abide in you and you in Me (I Corinthians 6:17). Lose those things that are keeping you from Me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;not of the Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but is of the world." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;1 John 2:16&lt;br /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And the LORD God&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;formed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man of the dust of the ground, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and breathed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Genesis 2:7&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But he who is joined to the Lord is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;one spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;I Corinthians 6:17&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So also it is written, 'The first man, Adam, became a living soul.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last Adam became a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;life-giving spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;1 Corinthians 15:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*Inspired by a message by Alex Rentas (04.17.09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7338570187596813650-2180257191752334172?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2180257191752334172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2180257191752334172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2180257191752334172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2180257191752334172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/diet-inspired-on-message-by-alex-rentas.html' title='Watch What You Eat!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/2781295826_5aa16b7a00_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1967644449971095007</id><published>2009-04-17T16:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:58:13.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch at Grant Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise God for such a gorgeous day!!! I have a 6 hour class 9-4 it was such a beautiful day so for lunch we walked over to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej67B7IG8I/AAAAAAAAA6k/e611kYk2uMs/s1600-h/IMG00405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej67B7IG8I/AAAAAAAAA6k/e611kYk2uMs/s320/IMG00405.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325782451401268162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej67JOlk9I/AAAAAAAAA6c/LrwoanfxCVc/s1600-h/IMG00396.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/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej67JOlk9I/AAAAAAAAA6c/LrwoanfxCVc/s320/IMG00396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325782453361939410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej664NsvcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Wj8Ho7_mdl0/s1600-h/IMG00402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej664NsvcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Wj8Ho7_mdl0/s320/IMG00402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325782448794811842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1967644449971095007?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1967644449971095007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1967644449971095007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1967644449971095007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1967644449971095007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/lunch-at-grant-park.html' title='Lunch at Grant Park'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sej67B7IG8I/AAAAAAAAA6k/e611kYk2uMs/s72-c/IMG00405.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3830803353262480409</id><published>2009-04-09T21:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:04:41.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Like Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35053606@N00/177038513/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/177038513_c3101bb686_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35053606@N00/177038513/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;daddy dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/35053606@N00/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;queen's lace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has called us to be like Him, time and time again we read this, the first words He spoke in regards to men were "let's make men in our image" in our likeness, let's make him like us. And so He formed us in His image, nothing more and nothing less, He made us just like Him. Then He commands us to be like Him, to do good for He is good, to be holy for He is holy, to love one another for He is love, to show mercies for He is merciful, to be faithful because He is faith, to be righteous for He is righteous. He wants us to be like Him because it is only when we become like Him that we are able to abide in His presence. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;"For I am the Lord your God. You shall therefore consecrate yourselves, and you shall be holy; for I am holy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;Leviticus 11:44&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-3830803353262480409?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3830803353262480409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3830803353262480409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3830803353262480409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3830803353262480409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-like-me.html' title='Be Like Me!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/177038513_c3101bb686_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3501573753429812885</id><published>2009-04-04T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:26:38.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Women don't forget your worth!</title><content type='html'>When God created the Woman he was working late on the 6th day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Angel came by and said: "Why spend so much time on that one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the Lord answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you seen all the specifications i have to meet to shape her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"She must be washable, but not made of plastic, have more than 200 moving parts which all must be replaceable and she must function on all kinds of food, she must be able to embrace several kids at the same time, give a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart and she must do all this with only two hands."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel was impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Just two hands...impossible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the standard model!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Too much work for one day...wait until tomorrow and then complete her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will not", said the Lord. "I am so close to complete this creation, which will be the favorite of my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"She cures herself when sick and she works 18 hours a day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel came near and touched the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" But you have made her so soft, Lord"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"She is soft"&lt;/span&gt;, said the Lord, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"But I have also made her strong. You can't imagine what she can endure and overcome."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can she think?" the angel asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel touch the woman's cheek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is not leaking...it's a tear" the Lord corrected the angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's it for?" asked the angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Lord said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Tears are her way of expressing grief, her doubts, her love, her loneliness, &amp;amp; her suffering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made a big impression on the angel; "Lord, you are genius. You thought of everything. The woman is indeed marvellous!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Indeed she is! Woman has strengths that amazes man. She can handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. She holds happiness, love and opinions. She smiles when feeling like screaming, she sings when she feels like crying, crys when she is happy, and laughs when she is afraid."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"She fights for what she believes in. Stand up against injustice. She doesn't take "no" for an answer, when she can see a better solution. She gives herself so her family can thrive. She takes her friend to the doctor if she is afraid. Her love is unconditional. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"She cries when her kids are victorious. She is happy when her friends do well. She is glad when she hears of a birth or a wedding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Her heart is broken when a next of kin or friend dies. But she finds the strength to get on with life. She knows that a kiss and a hug can heal a broken heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one thing wrong with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She forgets what she is worth!&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-3501573753429812885?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3501573753429812885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3501573753429812885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3501573753429812885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3501573753429812885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/women-dont-forget-your-worth.html' title='Women don&apos;t forget your worth!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-183294099551497386</id><published>2009-04-01T19:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:59:22.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"...in quietness and confidence shall be your strength..." Isaiah 30:15&lt;/span&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;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jersey2bronx/3320131291/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3608/3320131291_70ae453db2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jersey2bronx/3320131291/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Time Stand Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jersey2bronx/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Jersey2Bronx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stumbled upon this verse earlier this week and honestly I don't think it was a coincidence. What I learned was that I cannot always be doing, I cannot always be talking, sometimes I need to learn to just be quiet, be still. It is then that I can hear His voice and I allow Him to move and do as He pleases. It is only when I am still, quiet and confident that He will do something that He is able to move, not because He can't move simply that He won't. If He is going to do something on your behalf or for you, He makes it known that its by His power alone that it was done. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He does not share His glory with any one or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So He'll wait for you to surrender, He'll wait for you to get tired of doing things your way before He acts.&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/7338570187596813650-183294099551497386?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/183294099551497386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=183294099551497386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/183294099551497386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/183294099551497386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/04/lesson-learned-040109.html' title='Stand Still'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3608/3320131291_70ae453db2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2400436605417929500</id><published>2009-03-19T11:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:02:53.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Locamente Enamorada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25897487@N08/2427872198/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2427872198_e037e93a15_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25897487@N08/2427872198/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/25897487@N08/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;{peace&amp;amp;love♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Estoy Locamente Enamorada de EL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Lo necesito para vivir. Es mas importante que el aire que respiro. EL es mi vida, todo lo que necesito lo encuentro en EL. Lo amo. Lo anhelo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-2400436605417929500?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2400436605417929500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2400436605417929500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2400436605417929500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2400436605417929500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/locamente-enamorada.html' title='Locamente Enamorada!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2427872198_e037e93a15_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2587635654913925128</id><published>2009-03-18T18:32:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:42:18.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding with God!</title><content type='html'>I was at church and the church was packed, the way it is during convention. It was beautifully decorated everything was done to perfection, I was at a wedding. Then the bridesmaids started coming the aisle and the interesting part was that there were no groomsmen just bridesmaids and they were accompanied by children, I thought how cute and original. Then the bride was suppose to come down the aisle and at first she wanted all the people she loved and the people she cared about to walk her down the aisle and it was a group of about 50 people but at the last minute she said "no, I'm going to do alone, I don't need you" and normally brides walk down the aisle, well she started dancing and it was a dance of complete surrender and devotion (you have seen Valencia dance and she can dance but the way this bride was dancing was 100 times better) and so I wanted to see who the groom was and I kept looking at the alter and I saw no one and that's when I realized &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she was not marrying a man she was marrying GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when you have a dream sometimes you don't see the face of the person but you know who they are? well in my dream the bride was Iza and I texted her and I told her, I had the most beautiful dream and you were in it. The reason why I had seen her was because that Friday (February 27) she was one of the people that went up and I saw her and her image stood on my mind. So I told her my dream and I was telling her the dream, Hosea 2:16 came to mind &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And it shall be, in that day," says the Lord, "That you will call Me, 'My Husband.' And no longer call Me, 'My Master,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Also in Hosea 2:17 it says "For I will take from her mouth the names of the Baals, And they shall be remembered by their name no more." That's what the bride did in my dream, she wanted the people she loved and held dear to her heart to walk her down the aisle but at the last minute she decided she didn't need them. We have to put aside the things that are hindering our relationship with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that dream I been praying and seeking to understand so I read Hosea all over again and if you read Hosea 2:14-23 is God calling His bride to Him. This dream has not left my mind or my spirit since I had it. The other day I was meditating on Hosea and I felt as God was directing my hand as I wrote what He was saying in that book. This is what I wrote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He is complaining against the harlotry of His people. He is reminding them who He is, what He has done for them. His tenderness is felt even as He rebukes them and even in His anger, He is madly in love with His bride. He wants to give them knowledge but they reject it (4:6). God is merciful, loving, righteous, just and faithful (2:19-20). He is saying let Me love you, let Me allure you, let Me speak words of comfort to you (2:14). Do you not know that there is none like Me? There’s no savior besides Me! (13:4). Don’t you know that I heal you? (11:3) I am the one that ransom you from the power of the grave (13:14). Return to Me and I will take away all iniquity and I will receive you graciously (14:2). I am Holy and forever faithful. Don’t you know that I recompense you according to your deeds? (12:2) I draw you with gentle cords, with bands of love (11:4). I will change your shame for My Glory (4:7). I will sow you for Myself (2:23). I will remove the names of Baals from your mouth (2:17). I will do anything and everything to lie you down safely (2:18). I love you and out of bondage I have called you out (11:1). I love you freely (14:4) and My fruit is found in you (14:8). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The place of your disgrace will be the place of your rebirth&lt;/span&gt; (1:10). Acknowledge your offense and seek My face earnestly (5:15). I will discipline and strengthen your arms (7:15). Don’t forget I am your maker (8:14) I have taught you how to walk and have taken you in My arms (11:3). Wait on Me continually (12:6). Sow for yourself righteousness; reap in mercy; break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek Me, till I come and rain righteousness on you (10:12). I have redeemed you, cry out to Me with your heart (7:14) direct your deeds to Me, get to know Me! (5:4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is longing for His bride and even in His anger He says, "My heart churns within Me; My sympathy is stirred. I will not execute the fierceness of My anger, I will not again destroy...For I am GOD, and not man, The Holy One in your midst; And I will not come with terror." Hosea 11:8-9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is calling His bride, He is pleading with her, return to ME and I will take you graciously! TURN to me, cry out with your heart, seek Me, I LOVE YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We haven't yet grasp the love He has for us (His bride/His wife) because if we had we wouldn't be living the way we are living, our lives wouldn't be the same, they couldn't be the same. I use to think we had to wait until Christ comes to be marry to Him but we don't. We marry Him when we put everything that doesn't glorify Him aside, when the names of Baals (things of this world) are removed from our mouth its when we are able to call Him, husband. It becomes a delight to be in His presence, it becomes our desire to be with Him. Its no longer a duty and we stop calling Him master. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is calling out, Let Me allure you and speak words of comfort to you,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; let Me LOVE YOU!&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/7338570187596813650-2587635654913925128?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2587635654913925128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2587635654913925128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2587635654913925128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2587635654913925128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-with-god.html' title='Wedding with God!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6730675522535083798</id><published>2009-03-16T16:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:31:22.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sb7EXJozviI/AAAAAAAAA48/avsFgydVoEU/s1600-h/Le+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sb7EXJozviI/AAAAAAAAA48/avsFgydVoEU/s320/Le+Love.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313900512346881570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because I am God, your personal God,...your savior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I paid a huge price for you... That's how much you mean to Me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's how much I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd sell off the whole world to get you back, trade the creation just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Isaiah 43:3-4&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/7338570187596813650-6730675522535083798?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6730675522535083798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6730675522535083798&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6730675522535083798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6730675522535083798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/Sb7EXJozviI/AAAAAAAAA48/avsFgydVoEU/s72-c/Le+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4764444684861491211</id><published>2009-03-16T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:54:06.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When you fall in love with Him, you realize He is all you ever needed. The following was written by a friend and I share the same feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You made the sun rise for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the moment you found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the moment I first believed in your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the moment i first felt so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the first time I first felt your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the first time you ever spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the time, were because of you..I couldn’t stop smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the first time I spoke our love language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the first time we became friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the moment I fell in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the first time I danced with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the moment I first saw you, the first time my eyes were opened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the time nothing else mattered but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember when you became my favorite song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you made my heart sing for joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember when each moment had meaning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;were each breathe I took, I grasped your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember when in my brokeness I was complete in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember the moment you became my passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember when Your arms held me close during the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember when the refreshing waters of your words , soothed me during the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You made the sun rise for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You made all things new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You turned my sorrows to joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You turned my mourning into dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You brought my battles into victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You brought my life to purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You showed me the way to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You prepared my hands for battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You filled my mouth with your words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You shook everything I was holding on to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; raised me up in your truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You set my feet on solid ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You changed my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You lifted my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your spirit took over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You became my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You wrote your name upon my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will not forget the moment You made the sun rise for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moment I first came to know true Love&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;God is Love&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/7338570187596813650-4764444684861491211?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4764444684861491211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4764444684861491211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4764444684861491211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4764444684861491211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-remember.html' title='I remember...'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-383500273756169035</id><published>2009-03-10T22:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:21:49.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Draw close</title><content type='html'>I am determined to have Him, All of Him in my life. But when we draw near He says, you stand in holy ground, therefore get rid of everything that is not adding to your life, get rid of the dirt, clean yourself, sanctify yourself and stand before me holy, for I have called you to be holy for I AM holy. When Moses drew near to the burning bush, God said "take your sandals off your feet, for the place where you stand is holy ground" (Exodus 3:5). You cannot stand before God wearing the garments of the world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has been dealing with me, He has been tugging at my heart, first with a whisper but its louder now and I cannot ignore Him. I am determined to have Him regardless of what it takes. God wants only the best for us and as we draw closer to Him, the cleaner we have to be. Even the smallest thing you thought would not show start showing when you draw near Him. He is saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"you say you want all of Me, now I say to you I want all of you. Every part of your life, I want it all, so let go of that that is keeping you from having all of Me, let it go and watch Me work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He is a jealous God and He doesn't share His lover with the world. He wants all of us, just as we want all of Him. If  we want ALL of HIM we have to be willing to get rid of all the junk and prepare a place for Him, a place worthy of a king. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Philistines took the ark of God into the temples of their gods they saw how God destroyed their gods (1 Samuel 5). Are you ready for God to come into you (His temple) and start destroying everything that is not glorifying Him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-383500273756169035?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/383500273756169035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=383500273756169035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/383500273756169035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/383500273756169035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/draw-close.html' title='Draw close'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5650061306948596385</id><published>2009-03-10T22:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:29:48.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When words meet GOD</title><content type='html'>They fall silent. There's no need for them. Words cannot begin to express the greatness, the goodness and the beauty of God. No words to express His love, His devotion and desire for His bride. The most eloquent of writers meets his match when He encounters HIM. GOD does not listen to words, He listens to the heart. So when you speak with Him, He is not paying attention at the pretty words you are using, He is paying attention to your heart, He listens to the tone of voice of your heart. He longs for your heart, for your spirit to worship Him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/brandis78/1396059087/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1051/1396059087_6daf4edaaa_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/brandis78/1396059087/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Monday Morning Word Search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/brandis78/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;brandis78&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When words meet God, they fall silent, there's no need for them because God is looking for a broken heart and a contrite spirit, not for a poet or a scholar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5650061306948596385?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5650061306948596385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5650061306948596385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5650061306948596385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5650061306948596385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-words-meet-god.html' title='When words meet GOD'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1051/1396059087_6daf4edaaa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-7815749530132550652</id><published>2009-03-09T20:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:07:41.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I came across this song today and it blessed me. Remember God is love and He loves you, He wants to be the first thing you think about in the morning and the last thing on your mind before you go sleep. God is merciful and amazing and He send His son to die on the cross for our sins. He is offering salvation, eternal life, He wants to be the lover of your soul, He wants to be your everything. He wants to be your friend, don't wait until its too late and He will no longer stand as your friend but as your judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the lyrics, the song is called Times by Tenth Avenue North:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I need to love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to see you, and its been so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I long to feel you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel this need for you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I need to hear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is that so wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now you pulled me near you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when we're close i fear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still I'm afraid to tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all that I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are you done forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or can you look pass my pretending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord I'm so tired of defending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what have I become?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear you say "my love is over,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its underneath, its inside, its in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times you doubt me, when you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times that you've questioned 'is this for real?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times you've broken, the times that you mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times you hate me and the times that you bend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well my love is over, its underneath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its inside, its in between,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these times you're healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when your heart breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times that you feel like you've fallen from grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times you're hurting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times that you heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the times you go hungry and attempted to steal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in times of confusion and chaos and pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm there in your sorrow under the weight of your shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm there through your heartache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm there in the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my love I will keep you by my power alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dont care where you've fallen, where you have been&lt;br /&gt;&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="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll never forsake you&lt;br /&gt;&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="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my love never ends, it never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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: left;"&gt;His love is forever, its never ending.... We have all fallen short of His grace don't try to go earn it, there's nothing you can do that will make you earn it. He has given it freely. He is saying "I don't care where you've fallen or have many times, I WILL NEVER FORSAKE YOU, I LOVE YOU, let me clean up your mess, let me be your perfect lover, LET ME and watch the wondrous works of my hands, but you must let me do it"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love my God more and more each day... there are no words that could begin to explain!!! He overwhelms me, He caress me, He gives me butterflies, He makes me smile, He makes my heart skip a beat, He is my everything!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am in love with LOVE!!!&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-7815749530132550652?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/7815749530132550652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=7815749530132550652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7815749530132550652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/7815749530132550652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/times.html' title='Times'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6458354832174132746</id><published>2009-03-07T12:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:21:58.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GuiDANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I found this in my docs, I don't know who wrote so I can't give them credit but I hope you enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With Guidance You Can Dance&lt;br /&gt;When I meditated on the word Guidance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word.&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;I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.&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;When two people try to lead, nothing feels right.&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;The movement doesn't flow with the music,&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;And everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.&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;When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead,&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;Both bodies begin to flow with the music.&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;One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back&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;Or by pressing Lightly in one direction or another.&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;It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully.&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;The dance takes surrender, willingness,&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;And attentiveness from one person&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;And gentle guidance and skill from the other.&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;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35053606@N00/177038513/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/177038513_c3101bb686_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/35053606@N00/177038513/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;daddy dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/35053606@N00/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;queen's lace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eyes drew back to the word Guidance.&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;When I saw "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;": I thought of God, followed by "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;" dance."&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;God, you, and I dance.&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;As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust&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;That I would get guidance about my life.&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;Once again, I became willing to let God lead.&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;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;My prayer for you today is that God's blessings&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;And mercies are upon you on this day and everyday.&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;May you abide in God, as God abides in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dance together with God, trusting God to lead&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;And to guide you through each season of your life.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If God has done anything for you in your life,&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;Please share this message with someone else.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Interceding in prayer is one of the best gifts we can receive.&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/7338570187596813650-6458354832174132746?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6458354832174132746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6458354832174132746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6458354832174132746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6458354832174132746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/guidance.html' title='GuiDANCE'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/177038513_c3101bb686_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2681032090179252466</id><published>2009-03-06T01:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:23:57.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faux everything...</title><content type='html'>We have gotten so use to the imitations, the fake Louis Vuitton, Prada, Gucci, fake leather, fake designer everything. We see them on the streets and we buy them and we think what a great deal! Sure not all of us can afford to spend thousands of dollars on designer goods so we settle for what we can get, low quality items and because of the low quality they don't last.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would be okay if we just did this with designer good but the thing is that we do this with everything, including LOVE. We settle for imitations of the real thing and we take whatever we can find. Real Love is something that we should all be willing to pay the premium price for, its something worth everything we have. If you had the money to buy a real Loui you would probably not settle for the imitation, we have everything we need to acquire Real Love, yet we are settling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SbDOFH2HetI/AAAAAAAAA4E/FvnOG4pswHw/s1600-h/2363069826_ca3683d2a9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SbDOFH2HetI/AAAAAAAAA4E/FvnOG4pswHw/s320/2363069826_ca3683d2a9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309970548070513362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(above image via flicker.com by {redheadz04)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love a GOD who not only loves, but HE is LOVE and because He loves He shows His mercies, He shows His loving kindness, He saves and heals, He makes whole. I am in love with a God that only wants the best for me. I am in love with the only one that can satisfy my every need, He completes me, He protects me, He is my everything. Loving Him comes naturally, how can you not love someone that loves you? How can you not love someone that time and time again shows us that He cares? How can you not be willing to pay whatever price to have/to experience true love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is love and before you can love another you must first love Him, whole heartily, with everything you have, you need to give it all, surrender it all, leave everything that is keeping you from loving Him the way you should, leave it all behind. When you allow Him to love you, everything in your life changes, bad habits disappear, you start seeing yourself the way He sees you. Things are not the same once you experience His love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I am in love with LOVE &amp;amp; GOD is love!&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/7338570187596813650-2681032090179252466?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2681032090179252466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2681032090179252466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2681032090179252466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2681032090179252466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/faux-everything.html' title='Faux everything...'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SbDOFH2HetI/AAAAAAAAA4E/FvnOG4pswHw/s72-c/2363069826_ca3683d2a9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6498947943442459062</id><published>2009-03-03T16:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T17:29:55.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with LOVE</title><content type='html'>We live life looking for the love of our lives, but most of the times we look for it in the wrong places, we settle for less and instead of waiting on God we do things our way. I am in love with Love and its an amazing feeling. I found my first true love, every time I think of Him I get butterflies, I can't stop smiling, spending time with Him is the only thing I want to do. I love being with Him, I love everything about Him. I am in love with Love, and GOD is Love!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has taken me a long time to get to where I am today and let me tell you, it was worth the wait. If I could describe the perfect lover it would be HIM. He is the perfect lover, the perfect mate. He makes me smile, He listens, He cleans up my mess, He loves me just as I am, He sees me the way he created me, perfect in His image. He is the lover of my soul and life is so much better now that I have found myself in Him. He quiets me down with His love. God is faithful and His goodness knows no bounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am dangerously in love with Him, I am willing to do anything and everything to have HIM in my life. He is the source of my existence, I am the apple of His eye, the works of His hands, His favorite dwelling place, His desire. He loves me and I love Him. Love has a new meaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25897487@N08/2427872198/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2427872198_e037e93a15_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25897487@N08/2427872198/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/25897487@N08/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;{peace&amp;amp;love♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love someone that will never leave you, someone that has promised to quiet us down with His love, someone that rejoices over us with singing and gladness. To love someone that has promised to never put us to shame, to love someone that has promised to be our confidence, our refuge, our strength, our joy, our salvation, our healing, our provider, our banner. To love someone that has given all that He has to assure us eternal life, to love Him is the only thing I want to do, to please Him is my only desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no words that can describe what I am feeling the only thing that comes close to describing it is: I AM IN LOVE WITH LOVE!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is amazing and I pray that you experience what I am experiencing... there is truly fulness of joy in His presence and everything your heart ever desired in a lover is found in Him!&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"...'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment.'" Matthew 22:37-38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6498947943442459062?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6498947943442459062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6498947943442459062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6498947943442459062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6498947943442459062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-love-with-love_03.html' title='In love with LOVE'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2427872198_e037e93a15_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-8744530011263294856</id><published>2009-02-03T23:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:23:54.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And so I introduce you to the God of Love!</title><content type='html'>Somet​imes we make mista​kes that offen​d God and it makes​ us feel unwor​thy, not being​ able to come befor​e His prese​nce, but know GOD is a merci​ful GOD! He loves​ us with an everl​astin​g love that will never​ cease​!​!​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roman​s 8:​38-​39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38For​ I am convi​nced that neith​er death​ nor life,​ neith​er angel​s nor demon​s,​ neith​er the prese​nt nor the futur​e,​ nor any power​s,​ &lt;div&gt;39nei​ther heigh​t nor depth​,​ nor anyth​ing else in all creat​ion,​ will be able to separ​ate us from the love of God that is in Chris​t Jesus​ our Lord.​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no matte​r how BIG or small​ the sin is.​.​.​it doesn​'​t stop HIM from LOVIN​G us!&lt;br /&gt;Repen​t and accep​t that we are forgi​ven!​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we confe​ss our sins,​ He is faith​ful and just to forgi​ve our sins and purif​y us from all unrig​hteou​sness​.​ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(1 John 1:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have PRIDE​ to confe​ss or admit​ that we have done wrong​,​ get rid of that PRIDE​ and ask God to purif​y all the unrig​hteou​sness​ withi​n you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There​fore this is what the Lord says,​ If you repen​t,​ I will resto​re you that you may serve​ me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(​Jerem​iah 15:​19)​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repen​t and don'​t turn back to it! Chang​e your lifes​tyle,​ and be sensi​tive to the heart​ of God that you may not sin again​st Him once more.​.​.​.​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Psalm​ 32:​1-​2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless​ed is he&lt;br /&gt;whose​ trans​gress​ions are forgi​ven,​&lt;br /&gt;whose​ sins are cover​ed.​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless​ed is the man&lt;br /&gt;whose​ sin the LORD does not count​ again​st him&lt;br /&gt;and in whose​ spiri​t is no decei​t.​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, even I, am he who blots​ out your trans​gress​ions,​ for my own sake,​ and remem​bers your sins no more.​"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(​Isaia​h 43:​25)​&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn'​t it amazi​ng that He forgi​ves us! ​would​n'​t we think​ that'​s enoug​h?​!​ but then He says He will not remem​ber our sins!​!​ so why do we keep on dwell​ing in the past?​!​&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOU'RE FORGI​VEN MOVE ON! it's that simpl​e!​ The enemy​ uses our mista​kes to make us feel unwor​thy but GOD says YOU'RE FORGI​VEN!​ YOUR SINS WILL BE NO MORE!​ HE WILL PUSH YOU FORWA​RD!​ HE WILL SUSTA​IN YOU FROM FALLI​NG!​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Phili​ppian​s 3:​13-​14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13Bro​thers​,​ I do not consi​der mysel​f yet to have taken​ hold of it. But one thing​ I do: Forge​tting​ what is behin​d and strai​ning towar​d what is ahead​,​ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14I press​ on towar​d the goal to win the prize​ for which​ God has calle​d me heave​nward​ in Chris​t Jesus​.​&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/7338570187596813650-8744530011263294856?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/8744530011263294856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=8744530011263294856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8744530011263294856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/8744530011263294856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-so-i-introduce-you-to-god-of-love.html' title='And so I introduce you to the God of Love!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6820098628959460468</id><published>2009-01-30T12:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:23:16.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a human believing in a loving GOD!</title><content type='html'>The other day I was talking to a friend and he said something that I never really thought about, he said, "you Christians don’t know what you are getting into when you decide to believe in Christ." The world judges you regardless but they judge harder when you say, “I believe in Christ”, they assume that you automatically become god-like and you no longer get angry, upset, or hurt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect us to act a certain way and we are suppose act different than the world, we are not to listen to the same music, speak the same way and do the things that they do. But we are still humans and are subject to fall and make mistakes, but it’s when we make these mistakes that the world attacks us and blames us and asks, “Aren’t you suppose to be a Christian?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/ScepSZo4T2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/B4sRUF-iqeg/s1600-h/bb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/ScepSZo4T2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/B4sRUF-iqeg/s320/bb.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316404018719248226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are called to forgive others because our sins have been forgiven, our GOD is love, For He so loved the world that He gave His only son to die on the cross for our iniquities, for our mistakes, but He didn’t just die to redeem us from our sins, he die so that we would live a long life here on earth, a healthy life, free from illness, free from financial troubles, a life worthy of a daughter and a son of great King, for He is the King of kings and LORD of lords and there’s no other God like Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we say we are Christians we are declaring to the world that I was once lost but now I have been found. I was broken and I have been made whole. I thought I had no reason to live and but now I have every reason to live a long life. I thought I had no other way out, no hope but now I have eternal hope in a faithful, loving and merciful God. We are not saying I am better than world, we are saying we were broken, sinners, sick, lonely, lost just like you, but we found someone who loved us so much, someone that was willing to pay the price so that I would have eternal life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I declare to the world I am a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRIST&lt;/span&gt;ian, I believe in God Almighty, King of kings, LORD of lords, the God that redeems, saves, heals, repairs, creates and loves. I am Christian, a human that is subject to fall but I declare that HE is my strength and greater is HE that is in me that he that is in the world.&lt;br /&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/7338570187596813650-6820098628959460468?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6820098628959460468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6820098628959460468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6820098628959460468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6820098628959460468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-human-believing-in-loving-god.html' title='Just a human believing in a loving GOD!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/ScepSZo4T2I/AAAAAAAAA5E/B4sRUF-iqeg/s72-c/bb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-9020627651627992841</id><published>2009-01-30T12:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:13:55.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Ever Live Without Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I came across this song the other day and I just think its beautiful and it speaks of what He had to do to give us eternal life. Here are the lyrics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The choices, even though you knew the lines&lt;br /&gt;You'd have to cross for me&lt;br /&gt;You made them anyway&lt;br /&gt;Voices, as you knelt there in the garden&lt;br /&gt;'Neath the olive tree&lt;br /&gt;You heard me call your name&lt;br /&gt;I cannot pretend to understand it all&lt;br /&gt;But heaven knew the reason you were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It was all about a man&lt;br /&gt;It was all about a cross&lt;br /&gt;It was all about the blood that was shed&lt;br /&gt;so I would not be lost&lt;br /&gt;It was all about the love&lt;br /&gt;That was bigger than a life&lt;br /&gt;It was all about a freedom that was given&lt;br /&gt;through your sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you would rather die&lt;br /&gt;than to ever live without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helpless, that's humanity without your saving grace&lt;br /&gt;So misled&lt;br /&gt;Selfless, you could have called ten thousand angels&lt;br /&gt;Down to take your place&lt;br /&gt;But you took mine instead&lt;br /&gt;I cannot pretend to understand it all&lt;br /&gt;But heaven knew the reason you were there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A greater love has no one than this&lt;br /&gt;That he will lay his life down for his friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The link to this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW33Af4k3H0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sW33Af4k3H0&lt;/a&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/7338570187596813650-9020627651627992841?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/9020627651627992841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=9020627651627992841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/9020627651627992841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/9020627651627992841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-ever-live-without-me.html' title='To Ever Live Without Me!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5842705592596670373</id><published>2009-01-06T16:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:54:06.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead to Self</title><content type='html'>I want to abandon myself for God, I want to come to a place where I no longer know who I am. The only thing that would matter is pleasing my father! the one who created me, the one who has set me free and broke the chains! I no longer live but Christ now lives in me! I want to be sold out for the Kingdom! I want to become DEAD! completely dead to self! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I lay down my dreams, my hopes and desires!&lt;/span&gt; I want GOD to input HIS dreams and visions into my heart! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want to draw so close to His heart so that I may hurt for what He hurts for, so my spirit may be so sensitive to Him. That I may be able to hear the softest whisper, to feel His most gentle embrace! I want to get lost! I want to drown in His love!&lt;/span&gt; I want my hunger to rise daily! I will no longer be content at the level I'm at, I want more of His true divine love! It's time to rise! to rise and mark a difference, by prayer, fasting, and weeping! By becoming ONE with the father! my ultimate desire is to walk in the will of my father! To know that I am pleasing Him and making Him smile! For He is worthy! He is amazing! His love is unfailing! My Beloved the one who rescued me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5842705592596670373?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5842705592596670373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5842705592596670373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5842705592596670373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5842705592596670373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/01/dead-to-self.html' title='Dead to Self'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3006607345043613751</id><published>2009-01-01T12:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:52:43.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy New Years!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-3006607345043613751?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3006607345043613751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3006607345043613751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3006607345043613751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3006607345043613751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='...2009...'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1281241223138290842</id><published>2008-12-29T20:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:12:08.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take up the cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVmHDFvG7aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/mxP0XRrcipk/s1600-h/Love_of_God.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285404124845108642" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVmHDFvG7aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/mxP0XRrcipk/s320/Love_of_God.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 229px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Matthew 10:37-39 NLT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 "If you love your father or mother more than you love me, you are not worthy of being mine; or if you love your son or daughter more than me, you are not worthy of being mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;38 If you refuse to take up your cross and follow me, you are not worthy of being mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39 If you cling to your life, you will lose it; but if you give up your life for me, you will find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desires of hope changed in the submergence of His irresistible love&lt;br /&gt;Compelled to distance myself from humanity, crucifying the world that is within me&lt;br /&gt;Every care of mine I beg to be excused seeking purely to walk in the footprints of Him&lt;br /&gt;Mesmerized by His grace and commitment I fail to remember all arrangements placed before Him&lt;br /&gt;I take hold of Paul's words that; it is no longer I who lives, but Christ lives in me&lt;br /&gt;And just as in the verse in Corinthians I am compelled to preach&lt;br /&gt;My obsession is that it will be His vocabulary my mouth will speak&lt;br /&gt;Piercing hearts with the definition of Love that He exposed to us&lt;br /&gt;Saving souls for the hope of His magnificence&lt;br /&gt;My hearts hand reaches out to draw close to Your throne&lt;br /&gt;With hearts tears dripping down with a yearning for intimacy with You&lt;br /&gt;I surrender, picking up my cross and crucifying my flesh like a true disciple&lt;br /&gt;Plowing the field with determination for salvation of a lost generation&lt;br /&gt;Running this race with no hesitation, being Your hand to reap the abundant harvest of lost children&lt;br /&gt;Lord let it be Your life lived throughout me, resurrected in the resemblance of Your Glory&lt;br /&gt;I've been crucified just to be resurrected in You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michael Morrissey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a.k.a His Mic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/poetryismyministry"&gt;myspace.com/poetryismyministry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1281241223138290842?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1281241223138290842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1281241223138290842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1281241223138290842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1281241223138290842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/take-up-cross.html' title='Take up the cross'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVmHDFvG7aI/AAAAAAAAA1k/mxP0XRrcipk/s72-c/Love_of_God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3067742729875875224</id><published>2008-12-26T12:53:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:04:23.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise. Worship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are beautiful paintings done by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kathryn Trivett-Maya Designs&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/kathryntrivettmayadesigns"&gt;myspace. com/kathryntrivettmayadesigns&lt;/a&gt;), she is trying to adopt two children from Ehiopia, the art work is beautiful and a total praise to God, she has done such a beautiful job in praising God with paint.&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;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/artandruffridge017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/artandruffridge016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PRAISE the LORD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise God in His sanctuary;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him in His mighty firmament!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him for His mighty acts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him according to His excellent greatness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him with the sound of the trumpet;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him with the lute and harp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him with the timbrel and dance;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him with stringed instruments and flutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him with loud cymbals;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Praise Him with clashing cymbals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Let everything that has breath praise the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;Praise the LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 150&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/artandruffridge023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/artandruffridge009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The LORD your God&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; in your midst,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Mighty One, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;will save&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He will rejoice&lt;/span&gt; over you with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gladness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He will quiet&lt;/span&gt; you with His &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He will rejoice&lt;/span&gt; over you with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/artandruffridge014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s43.photobucket.com/albums/e384/stylistkat/?action=view&amp;amp;current=artandruffridge014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the hour is coming, and now is, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;for the Father is seeking such to worship Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;John 4:23&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/7338570187596813650-3067742729875875224?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3067742729875875224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3067742729875875224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3067742729875875224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3067742729875875224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/praise-worship.html' title='Praise. Worship.'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-263803122269336217</id><published>2008-12-25T20:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:18:10.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry CHRISTmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry CHRISTmas!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVQ984ouWFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/4PlLspei3j4/s1600-h/DSC03110-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVQ984ouWFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/4PlLspei3j4/s320/DSC03110-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283916379017074770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope you had a wonderful day with the ones you love and remember to give thanks unto GOD for His son, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt;. He is the reason we celebrate Christmas, its not about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;material&lt;/span&gt; things this world can offer, its about the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eternal&lt;/span&gt; things He has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVQ98uV975I/AAAAAAAAA08/XDiVLQ58w7c/s1600-h/DSC03108-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVQ98uV975I/AAAAAAAAA08/XDiVLQ58w7c/s320/DSC03108-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283916376254050194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May God continue to bless you all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-263803122269336217?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/263803122269336217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=263803122269336217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/263803122269336217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/263803122269336217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry CHRISTmas'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVQ984ouWFI/AAAAAAAAA1E/4PlLspei3j4/s72-c/DSC03110-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1151472881917316018</id><published>2008-12-25T13:12:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:19:33.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3135340077/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/3135340077_a09068bdde_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3135340077/"&gt;My mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/daddysbabygrll/"&gt;daddysbabygrl75&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3135340609/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3295/3135340609_b0401cf13a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3135340609/"&gt;Daddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/daddysbabygrll/"&gt;daddysbabygrl75&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3136162830/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/3136162830_4bc93d5955_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3136164074/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/3136164074_a10b65e824_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3136164074/"&gt;Rico&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/daddysbabygrll/"&gt;daddysbabygrl75&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3136163592/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/3136163592_18ffdbf134_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span style=" margin-top: 0px;font-size:0.9em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/daddysbabygrll/3136163592/"&gt;Daddy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/daddysbabygrll/"&gt;daddysbabygrl75&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas with the family. My parents opening their gifts and my aunt's dog, RICO SUAVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-1151472881917316018?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1151472881917316018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1151472881917316018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1151472881917316018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1151472881917316018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-mom.html' title='Christmas!!!!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/3135340077_a09068bdde_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-9166215989096520645</id><published>2008-12-23T13:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:15:19.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12 years and counting.... I Love you Maria, you are awesome and I am glad to have you in my life... BFFN.. haha jkjk BFFE =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Taste of Chicago: Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE2CWKW2EI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pElPYXrFCaw/s1600-h/n22008934_30708196_8395-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE2CWKW2EI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pElPYXrFCaw/s320/n22008934_30708196_8395-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283063251818960962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our first Taste of Chicago together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE2CwlJKTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Xg6tRgjvk-U/s1600-h/Taste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE2CwlJKTI/AAAAAAAAAzs/Xg6tRgjvk-U/s320/Taste.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283063258910632242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, our tradition (eating ribs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Back in grade school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE3kwoO_MI/AAAAAAAAAz8/dh31VU_W3mc/s1600-h/fieldTrip-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE3kwoO_MI/AAAAAAAAAz8/dh31VU_W3mc/s320/fieldTrip-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283064942550777026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was on our way to some museum, was this 6th or 7th grade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE3kfEwSRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4Y4uz7fpweI/s1600-h/Oldies-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE3kfEwSRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/4Y4uz7fpweI/s320/Oldies-pola.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283064937838561554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know you have more pictures from this trip, this was the day we climb all those sculptures we weren't suppose to touch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-9166215989096520645?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/9166215989096520645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=9166215989096520645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/9166215989096520645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/9166215989096520645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SVE2CWKW2EI/AAAAAAAAAzk/pElPYXrFCaw/s72-c/n22008934_30708196_8395-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-1740481173238141724</id><published>2008-12-19T16:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:46:20.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely time of year.. My tree has been up for a while but today I decided to take a few pictures of it.  It turned out pretty nice I think. It took me a life time to get the lights to work, my hands are all scratched up because of it. I was putting the lights and all the sudden they all die, this has happen before so I didn't even bothered, I finished putting the lights and just walked away, hoping that they would turn on, and eventually they did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUwjSuvywrI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qvKEUwgmWSo/s1600-h/DSC03107.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/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUwjSuvywrI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qvKEUwgmWSo/s320/DSC03107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281635267691856562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the last year we are keeping this tree, its artificial as you might've guessed, it's at least 12 years old and its time for us to get a newer and smaller one. My mother is not to happy with the idea but we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUwjS9vSdaI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2t8mykBGd5g/s1600-h/DSC03108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUwjS9vSdaI/AAAAAAAAAzc/2t8mykBGd5g/s320/DSC03108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281635271716271522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-1740481173238141724?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1740481173238141724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=1740481173238141724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1740481173238141724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/1740481173238141724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-tree.html' title='My Tree'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUwjSuvywrI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qvKEUwgmWSo/s72-c/DSC03107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6498573660644883765</id><published>2008-12-17T18:36:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:24:01.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Total.Surrender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUnMjvNwipI/AAAAAAAAAzM/bgj1B2vULIk/s1600-h/2600253266_b53608ec2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUnMjvNwipI/AAAAAAAAAzM/bgj1B2vULIk/s320/2600253266_b53608ec2b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280976952410278546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(above image via flicker.com by {Barca&lt;3)&lt;/span&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;In order to let God take full control of your life you have to surrender everything, every part of your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will see if you give Him everything He will not let you down, you can always count on Him to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves you and just wants the best for you but that sometimes means giving yourself up so that He can show you who you are meant to be in Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness is temporary but the JOY He provides is eternal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The road is tough but not impossible and the way is narrow but if we persevere we will see HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Because narrow is the gate and difficult is the way which leads to life, and there are few who find it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 6:14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7338570187596813650-6498573660644883765?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6498573660644883765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6498573660644883765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6498573660644883765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6498573660644883765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/surrender.html' title='Surrender!'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUnMjvNwipI/AAAAAAAAAzM/bgj1B2vULIk/s72-c/2600253266_b53608ec2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6623338950713596859</id><published>2008-12-17T10:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T12:20:47.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUkxM67uOFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kRaHWfDKcvA/s1600-h/2754325200_5b983cfbd2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280806136116557906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUkxM67uOFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kRaHWfDKcvA/s320/2754325200_5b983cfbd2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 220px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: underline; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above image via flickr.com by honey77)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God let Your Kingdom be established in me, Oh Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need You Father God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My spirit is restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mind is no where to be found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;My heart is in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Broken&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Please make it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need You now more than ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pray that You please hear my cry;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a cry of desperation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a cry of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so lost without You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need you Father God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ask, I plead let Your will be done in me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your Kingdom be establish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need You Father God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My spirit is longing for Your presence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My soul needs a resting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My body/my mind cannot take this turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;freedom &lt;/span&gt;reign,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; reign,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;compassion&lt;/span&gt; reign,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt; mercy &lt;/span&gt;reign,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;righteousness&lt;/span&gt; reign,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over my life, over everything that is in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;I need YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My soul is restless,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for Your presence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for Your love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for You to be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;My wonderful, merciful, loving GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart is in Your hands and give it to whom You will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let Your will be done in me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I surrender all that I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All that is within me to have Your Kingdom reign over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I rather lose everything that I love to have You Oh Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot imagine a life without You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot think what it would be like to live a day, a minute, a second without You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are the source of my existence, without YOU there is no ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;e,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt; heartbeat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are my &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need You Father God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart longs for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My spirit thirsts after Your presence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My soul longs for a resting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Your presence is my hiding place, Oh Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your presence is my waiting room, where I receive all Your promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your presence is my OR where all things are made new,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your presence is where my strength is renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A.M&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/7338570187596813650-6623338950713596859?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6623338950713596859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6623338950713596859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6623338950713596859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6623338950713596859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUkxM67uOFI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kRaHWfDKcvA/s72-c/2754325200_5b983cfbd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5553672901797594214</id><published>2008-12-16T12:49:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:41:13.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection 12.14.08</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;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u177/mallaryjean2007/God.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(image via photobucket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am in place in my life where I cannot be careless about the decisions that I make. I have realized that everything I do has a consequence and the older I get these consequences become greater or more evident. As much as I want my life to be plain and simple, things never seem to turn out that way. I try to live my life “drama” free because it makes everything else easier and it makes life more enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; that is always present and He is always by my side, therefore I can trust that no harm will come to me or to those that I love and hold dearly to my heart. God is amazing and I can say this with confidence because of what He has done in my life and for my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when service was over, I told Alicia a young woman that sits next to me in church, that I felt as if weight had been lifted off my shoulders and I felt like crying, and cry I did. When I saw Melody sitting in her chair with her face down, crying I held her hand and I prayed in tongues and I felt as if someone was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeezing my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I cried. That’s when I saw Iza and I hugged her and I told her, “I don’t know why but I just feel like crying” and I did, I cried in her arms like a little girl and she said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“it’s the presence of God.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I agree, the service last night was amazing, it was one of those services that you don’t realize what happen or how much you were impacted until its over and it hits you. And when it hits you it takes a little while to take it all in and that’s what happened to me, when it hit me I started crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been amazing to me, and every day it seems as if He reveals something new about myself and about Him. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God has never left me&lt;/span&gt;, in my hardest, most painful moments He has been there. He has seen as I have allowed the wrong people into my life and HE has seen my heart break. But He has been faithful and HE has forgiving me for all that I have done and He has promised to rejoice over me, He has made all things new, I am nothing without Him but I am everything in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will become real in my life and that people will see the reality of my GOD, reflected in everything and in anything I do. I want to be the representation of who GOD is, on earth. When they look at me I want them to see Him. I want God to become my reality and only source of existence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-5553672901797594214?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5553672901797594214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5553672901797594214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5553672901797594214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5553672901797594214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/reflection.html' title='Reflection 12.14.08'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-815086213377480239</id><published>2008-12-16T12:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:48:37.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;LIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; LAUGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/253/444851367_21a50b4327.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your life so that when you die, you're the one smiling and everyone around you is&lt;br /&gt;crying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; often and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; much, to win the respect of intelligent persons and the&lt;br /&gt;affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest critics; to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;beauty; to give of one's self; to know even one life has breathed easier because&lt;br /&gt;you have lived that is to have succeeded."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Harry Emerson Fosdick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is trusting, accepting and believing, without guarantee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;is patient and waits, but it's an active waiting, not a passive one. For it is continually offering itself in a mutual revealing, a mutual sharing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is spontaneous and craves expression through joy, through beauty, through truth, even through tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; lives the moment; it's neither lost in yesterday nor does it crave for tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; is Now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Leo Buscaglia. &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/7338570187596813650-815086213377480239?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/815086213377480239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=815086213377480239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/815086213377480239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/815086213377480239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/live.html' title='Live'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/253/444851367_21a50b4327_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2734058721540521456</id><published>2008-12-15T19:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:19:11.089-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Set FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUb9971RNXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-UohBCpGuL0/s1600-h/b519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUb9971RNXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-UohBCpGuL0/s320/b519.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280186853613450610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't be a mind believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;continuing to deceive her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thinking her heart is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but in the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's really all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is so much to be worked out in her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you're just a mind believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when her reality reappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're thoughts can't make what's in her heart disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her heart's not tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need to realize believing IN God isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She needs to believe GOD and His promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you know that Jesus brought me out of the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;took away her lifelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and with His greatness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made you who you are today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have to realize she's still broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and her mind needs to be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to finally believe the words God has spoken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because your persona has been mixed.&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;You are she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made greater in He&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for His purposes.&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;SO I'm taking back the last piece of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that he took when he had to depart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and giving it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still broken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I can believe the words You've spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't hold back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the final piece You lacked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe this pain will go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will wake up to better days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because Your promise revives me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it comforts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in all my troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[now] I am free.&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;I'm no longer a mind believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm no longer deceiving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Iza (my friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He reached down from heaven and rescued me;He drew me out of deep waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-2 Samuel 22:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I do love Jesus. He is my source of existence and my Savior. He keeps me functioning each and everyday. Without Him, I will be nothing. Without Him, I am nothing. With Him I can do all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Phil 4:13&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-2734058721540521456?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2734058721540521456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2734058721540521456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2734058721540521456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2734058721540521456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/set-free.html' title='Set FREE'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUb9971RNXI/AAAAAAAAAyo/-UohBCpGuL0/s72-c/b519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4215817741112481676</id><published>2008-12-15T18:34:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:40:34.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On His Plan For Your Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUb4fmOs2tI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bCla2GR90_k/s1600-h/LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 150px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUb4fmOs2tI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bCla2GR90_k/s320/LOVE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280180834860325586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(above image via flickr.com)&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;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;On His Plan For Your Mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Everyone longs to give himself completely to someone: to have a deep soul relationship with another; to be loved thoroughly and exclusively. But, God to a Christian says, no, not until you are satisfied, fulfilled, and content with being loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by Me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. With giving yourself totally and unreservedly to Me. To having an intensely personal and unique relationship with Me, alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Discovering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;that only in Me is your satisfaction to be found, will you be capable of the perfect human relationship that I plan for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never be united with another until you are united with Me, really united with another, exclusive of anyone, or anything else, exclusive of any other desires or longings. I want you to stop planning, stop wishing, and allow Me to give you the most &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;thrilling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; plan existing...one that you cannot imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to have the best, please allow Me to bring it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Just keep watching Me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Expecting the greatest things. Keep experiencing the satisfaction that I Am. And keep listening and learning the things I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just wait, that's all...wait. Don't be anxious, don't worry, don't look around at the things that others have gotten or I have given them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Don't look at the things you think you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Just keep on looking off and away to Me, or you will miss what I want to show you. And then, when you are ready , I'll surprise you with a love far more wonderful than anything you would dream of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, until you are ready and until the one I have for you is ready, and I am working even at this moment to have both of you ready at the same time. Until you are both satisfied exclusively with Me and the life I prepare for you, you won't be able to experience the love that exemplifies your relationship with Me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And this is perfect love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And, dear one, I want you to have the most wonderful love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see in you, in the flesh a picture of your relationship with Me. And I want you to enjoy materially, the everlasting union and beauty and perfection and love that I offer you with Myself. I know that I love you utterly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I am El Shaddai-most loving Father, God Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Believe it and be satisfied and I will satisfy you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Author unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The LORD leads with unfailing love and faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Psalm 25:8&lt;/span&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;Be still in the presence of the LORD, and wait patiently for HI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Psalm 37:7&lt;/span&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;Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed," says the LORD, who has compassion on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Isaiah 54:10&lt;/span&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;Then Christ will make His home in your hearts as you trust in HIM. Your roots will grow down into GOD'S LOVE and keep you strong. And may you have the power to understand, as all GOD'S people should know, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ephesians 3:17-18&lt;/span&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;God blesses those who hunger and thirst for justice, for they will be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Matthew 5:6&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-4215817741112481676?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4215817741112481676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4215817741112481676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4215817741112481676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4215817741112481676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-his-plan-for-your-mate.html' title='On His Plan For Your Mate'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUb4fmOs2tI/AAAAAAAAAyg/bCla2GR90_k/s72-c/LOVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-3185114853092668102</id><published>2008-12-11T21:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:39:55.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</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/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUHeRqwW6zI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/LP35ZDaj4sM/s1600-h/thinkyouhavetime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUHeRqwW6zI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/LP35ZDaj4sM/s320/thinkyouhavetime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278744633371192114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(above image via flickr.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of us live life, thinking we have time. We leave the things we can do today for tomorrow. But we need to learn that tomorrow is not guaranteed. Life can change in the blink of an eye; here today gone tomorrow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is a beautiful thing and sometimes we forget that we only get one. So every once in while we should just stop and look around and enjoy the things before us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proverbs 27:1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not withhold good from those who deserve it, when it is in your power to act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do not say to your neighbor, "come back later; I'll give it tomorrow"- when you now have it with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proverbs 3:27-28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7338570187596813650-3185114853092668102?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3185114853092668102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=3185114853092668102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3185114853092668102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/3185114853092668102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUHeRqwW6zI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/LP35ZDaj4sM/s72-c/thinkyouhavetime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-2001265550944109183</id><published>2008-12-06T13:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:39:10.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When I say "I am a Christian" Maya Angelou</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrVP2Jpo-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/f1bbLZn0nFk/s1600-h/thebloodofjesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrVP2Jpo-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/f1bbLZn0nFk/s320/thebloodofjesus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276764381628703714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(photo via photobucket)&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;When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'm whispering "I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say..."I am a Christian" I don't speak of this with pride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble and need &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt; to be my guide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not trying to be strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak And need His strength to carry on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not bragging of success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm admitting I have failed And need God to clean my mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not claiming to be perfect, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My flaws are far too visible But, God believes I am worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say..."I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have my share of heartaches So I call upon His name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I say..."I am a Christian" I'm not holier than thou, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Christians By Maya Angelou&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/7338570187596813650-2001265550944109183?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2001265550944109183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=2001265550944109183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2001265550944109183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/2001265550944109183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-i-saw-i-am-christian-maya-angelou.html' title='When I say &quot;I am a Christian&quot; Maya Angelou'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrVP2Jpo-I/AAAAAAAAAyI/f1bbLZn0nFk/s72-c/thebloodofjesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-4081519814938159792</id><published>2008-12-06T12:52:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:55:43.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not a game</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); "&gt;My Princess..Love is not a game....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrR4Prp-qI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jplJdxyGuRA/s1600-h/2328053241_f8923e9cac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrR4Prp-qI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jplJdxyGuRA/s320/2328053241_f8923e9cac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760677630474914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(above image via flickr.com by mistybliss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Listen to me my princess. Love is not a game- it is a gift. &lt;div&gt;I know there are those who don't sincerely care for your heart, but I say that your heart is priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reflect on your relationships, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My royal one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Who are you allowing into your private world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they draw you closer to Me, or do they weaken your faith in me and draw you away? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave my life to you so you could be free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrR3ktJ79I/AAAAAAAAAx4/o20Dn86J8z0/s320/2244232510_71f167b2ac.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276760666094038994" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Above imae via flickr.com by mistybliss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want you to play "relational games" to get the approval of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you choose to play these games, you will miss out on all I have for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am your Father, and I know what's right for my daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hold on to me and let go of those that harm you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you'll be free from their power, and you'll be wise enough to see what a real, lasting relationship is meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your King who bought you&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SUmjN-BkxjI/AAAAAAAAAzE/T3M-FEhbLPk/s320/2244232372_e9c2863486.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280931498451846706" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Above imae via flickr.com by mistybliss)&lt;br /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1 Corinthians 6:19-20 &lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-4081519814938159792?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/11832768@N04/' title='Love is not a game'/><link rel='enclosure' type='MistyBliss' href='http://www.flickr.com/photos/11832768@N04' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4081519814938159792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=4081519814938159792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4081519814938159792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/4081519814938159792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-is-not-game.html' title='Love is not a game'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STrR4Prp-qI/AAAAAAAAAyA/jplJdxyGuRA/s72-c/2328053241_f8923e9cac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-6123817673575463465</id><published>2008-12-03T22:28:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:38:15.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great I AM</title><content type='html'>GOD is the great I AM. He is constant and forever faithful. Our circumstances don't determine the GREATNESS of our GOD. It is in our weakest moments that He is glorified. It is in our darkest times that His light shines brightest. GOD is GOD regardless of what we are going through, regardless of what the doctors says, regardless of what the specialists, the economists, or the government is saying. GOD is GOD. He is the great I AM, never changing, always faithful. I once read, "stop telling GOD how big your storm is. Instead, tell the storm how big your GOD is!" sometimes we become so preoccupied with our circumstance that we forget who our GOD is, we let our circumstances define who God is and we forget that GOD is the eternal I AM, He is not defined by anything or anyone. He is who He is and our circumstances, our trials, our tribulations, our heartaches don't affect or determine His greatness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STddF1KuEbI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NvuUjUJX_So/s1600-h/GOD.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STddF1KuEbI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NvuUjUJX_So/s320/GOD.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275787843240595890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(above image via photobucket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOD IS GOD!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The state of the economy is at its worse yet GOD is not changed, He sits on His throne and because of Him the world continues to exist. We forget that it is because of His mercies and love for us that we are still here.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If He should set His heart on it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If He should gather to Himself His spirit and His breath, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All flesh would perish together, And man would return to dust  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Job 34:14-15)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to realized who GOD is and what His promises are. That no matter what is going on, no matter what I see or what they say. That what I know is greater and I know that you are my provider, you are my strength, you are my guide, my understanding, my wisdom, my righteous, the light that shines in me, my hope, my victory, my song, my lover, my confidant, my best friend!  GOD is forever faithful and worthy of ALL praise, honor and glory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7338570187596813650-6123817673575463465?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/6123817673575463465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=6123817673575463465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6123817673575463465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/6123817673575463465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-i-am.html' title='The Great I AM'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STddF1KuEbI/AAAAAAAAAxs/NvuUjUJX_So/s72-c/GOD.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-5307049229594148678</id><published>2008-12-01T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:56:46.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>World Aids Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIV can be found in body fluids, including:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;semen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;vaginal fluids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;breast milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;some body fluids sometimes handled by healthcare workers (fluids surrounding the brain and spinal cord, bone &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;joints, and around an unborn baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIV is passed from one person to another by:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;having sex (vaginal, anal, or oral) with a person who has HIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sharing needles with a drug user who has HIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;during pregnancy, birth, or breast-feeding if a mother has HIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;getting a blood transfusion from a person with HIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Abstaining from (not having) sex is the most effective way to prevent HIV transmission. &lt;/span&gt;There are several ways to protect yourself or to prevent transmitting HIV during vaginal, oral, or anal sex if you choose to have sex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Get tested for HIV and know the HIV status of yourself and your partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Be faithful to your sexual partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Use condoms or other latex barriers during vaginal, oral, and anal sex, and never reuse condoms or latex barriers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIV cannot be transmitted by casual contact. Here are the facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You cannot get HIV from shaking hands or hugging a person with HIV/AIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You cannot get HIV from using a public telephone, drinking fountain, restroom, swimming pool, Jacuzzi, or hot &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You cannot get HIV from sharing a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You cannot get HIV from being coughed or sneezed on by a person with HIV/AIDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You cannot get HIV from giving blood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You cannot get HIV from a mosquito bite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Transmission of HIV while getting a tattoo or through a body piercing is possible, but it can be prevented through:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Single-use instruments intended to penetrate the skin being used only once, then disposed of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Reusable instruments or devices that penetrate the skin and/or contact a client's blood should be thoroughly &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cleaned and sterilized between clients according to medical guidelines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guidelines are the same as those practiced within any medical facility where there is a risk of instruments coming into contact with blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn more about the facts of HIV/AIDS, please visit AIDS.gov's Overview section for additional information and a listing of resources or the Basic Information section about HIV/AIDS from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7338570187596813650-5307049229594148678?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://media.worldvision.org/getinvolved/aids_experience/index.html?Open&amp;lid=AIDS_Exp&amp;lpos=day_img_Exp_image' title='World Aids Day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/5307049229594148678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=5307049229594148678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5307049229594148678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/5307049229594148678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-aids-day.html' title='World Aids Day'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338570187596813650.post-844680984385320522</id><published>2008-12-01T11:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:38:31.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;December 1, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;This is my first blog and to be completely honest, I don't know what to write. I live in Chicago and I woke up this morning to find a not so pleasant surprise, we just had our first snow fall of the season. When I was a child I loved snow because I got to play in it but now I am not too excited about it. It looks beautiful from inside the house but that's it for me. I am latina so I love warm sunny days, looking outside the window made me think of my vacation to the Dominican Republic.  This is a picture from my excursion to Saona, a small island off the shore of Santo Domingo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQf0zxeR5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/1whjel0piLo/s400/DSC02470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274876055669065618" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;I fell in love with the country and the people. I stayed in Bavaro Princess in Punta Cana. If any of you are thinking about going to the Dominican Republic I recommend this resort. The service, the people and everything in it is perfect. I wish I could have gone back this month but with the state of the economy and me being a college student that is nearly impossible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk6hd9DgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WxSKdJh7GRc/s1600-h/DSC02481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk6hd9DgI/AAAAAAAAAwg/WxSKdJh7GRc/s400/DSC02481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274881651392712194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The colors of the water of the Caribbean has become my favorite colors. Its a mixture of all shades of blues, it is absolutely breath-taking. Definitely a place I plan to go back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk5z1wtzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ea8HYyhe0fA/s1600-h/DSC02464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk5z1wtzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ea8HYyhe0fA/s400/DSC02464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274881639144535858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Los Altos de Chavon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk4_MvwxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/onP47C9LrYQ/s1600-h/DSC02442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk4_MvwxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/onP47C9LrYQ/s400/DSC02442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274881625013863186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the stop sign, its in spanish "pare" I had never seen one that said that usually they say "alto" and the train with the people going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk4sPoMgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/TJ6AGm6dkAc/s1600-h/DSC02435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQk4sPoMgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/TJ6AGm6dkAc/s400/DSC02435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274881619925676546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a beautiful house, I love the design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(I took all the pictures above on my trip to Santo Domingo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7338570187596813650-844680984385320522?l=awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/844680984385320522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7338570187596813650&amp;postID=844680984385320522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/844680984385320522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7338570187596813650/posts/default/844680984385320522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awaitingmyhappilyeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-blog.html' title='First Blog'/><author><name>His.Beloved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08660109783760064903</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/SyvR2ZfThcI/AAAAAAAAA-4/ia8yaUNfDU0/S220/Photo+60.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RA5liEUF6-8/STQf0zxeR5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/1whjel0piLo/s72-c/DSC02470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
