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    <title>"Ye Shall Be Witnesses Unto Me" (Acts 1:8)</title>
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      <title>Pride - Kill It!</title>
      <description>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" id="tabcolumn-1" style="width: 100%; margin-bottom: 15px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="column-1" usermodifiable="true" style="width: 100%"&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530982"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;If there is something that I am not proud of what I was before – it was my pride.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530983"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530984"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;Jesus has been a perfect model of character when He walked the earth. To be His follower means to pursue His ways. Being born again comes with growing up into spiritual maturity.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530985"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530986"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;Along the way there’d be distractions. Things that have always been there, but now that we want to please and obey God, we become mindful of our actions.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530987"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530988"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530989"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;How I wish that God could just zap me into maturity. But it is a process. I regard this world as my battlefield, at the same time a place to witness God’s greatness.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530990"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530991"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530992"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;He changes me and strengthens me each day. By His mercy and grace He has shown me that pride stops me from worshipping Him fully.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530993"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530994"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;Especially when you are naturally confident, smart, as I always thought of myself. I believe there is nothing wrong with being confident and smart. But the deceiver is always there to distort things until my being confident and smart turns into pride. And how they got me into trouble!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530995"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530996"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530997"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;Pride comes with a ‘me and myself’ attitude. Self focused, needs to be in control, on top of everything. And when something irritating comes on ‘my’ way, it quickly hits the ‘pride’ button, then explosion follows.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530998"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;Pride and ambition killed me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33530999"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#000000"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531000"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531001"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;By God’s grace I am saved.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531002"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531003"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531004"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;It did not stop when Jesus saved me. It was just the start of walking according to the path that He wants me to go to. The path that is not about me, but all about HIM. And when it is all about serving my God, pride has got no space in me. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531005"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531006"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531007"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;I now have the ‘things above’ to set my mind on.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531008"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531009"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531010"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;You came to read this blog for a reason. I’d like to challenge you to look inside yourself. If you believe that pride kills, I encourage you to go kill it before it kills you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531011"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531012"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531013"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;We have the tendency spending so much time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt; thinking about ourselves that we become proud, self sufficient and arrogant. We think that we are in the center of the&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt; universe. God cannot tolerate this attitude.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531014"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531015"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531016"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;To serve God is not about us, it’s all about HIM.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531017"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#ffffff"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-33531018"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <link>http://www.tescasin.com/blog/2011/12/12/Pride-Kill-It.aspx</link>
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      <pubDate>12/12/2011 22:20:00</pubDate>
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      <title>What Does The Lord Require of Me?</title>
      <description>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" id="tabcolumn-1" style="width: 100%; margin-bottom: 15px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="column-1" usermodifiable="true" style="width: 100%"&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436758"&gt;He has shown you all what is good. And what does the Lord require of you? To act justly, and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God. (Micah 6:8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436759"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436760"&gt;This, my friend, is my most favorite verse now. It defines my existence, it is a requirement I must follow with gladness in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436761"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436762"&gt;It is part of my big word - OBEDIENCE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436763"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436764"&gt;I am in this season where everything I have, every waking up moment is to give glory to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436765"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436766"&gt;When God called me for complete obedience, it was followed by Jesus telling me, &amp;quot;Come follow me.&amp;quot; (Mark 1:17)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436767"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436768"&gt;And to follow Jesus, oh boy, do you think it is easy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436769"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436770"&gt;I have to drop not many things, but everything. He reveals areas in my life that need fixing. Things that have become normal over period of time, though they were not really normal, you know what I mean? It is uncomfortable being corrected. But because of this commitment to&amp;#160;obedience, the grace of God allows me to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436771"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436772"&gt;He is so full of mercy. One thing I noticed is that He never overwhelms me. Everyday, He gives me something to fix. As I&amp;#160;surrender to His will in my morning&amp;#160;devotion,&amp;#160;He leads me lovingly and gives me strength to face the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436773"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436774"&gt;Sounds crazy to you, my friend? If being crazy for Jesus makes it pleasing to my Lord, so be it.. One really great thing God has shown me was that the more you come to Him in prayers, in bended knees, the more your relationship with the Saviour grows. How can I tell you this - yes, God meets you in your prayers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436775"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436776"&gt;Bible reading was nothing for me before. Give me all the business books, and leadership books, they were what defined my old life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436777"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436778"&gt;But this commitment to full obedience comes with getting to know God&amp;#160;, wanting to love Him and seeking to serve Jesus effectively, EVERYDAY.&amp;#160; How do you do that?Where do you go to learn about God, anyway, in&amp;#160;the church?&amp;#160;&amp;#160;How deep can you get with a 2 hour&amp;#160;once a week meeting with God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436779"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436780"&gt;Do you remember the time you got an interest with someone, you basically stalk the person, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436781"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436782"&gt;I do the same with Jesus now. I stalk him, but not in Facebook. Duh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436783"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436784"&gt;It is by constantly praying, and reading His words. The bible is His love letter to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436785"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436786"&gt;God said that if you seek Him you will find Him. If you ask, He will answer, and if you knock on His door, He will open it for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436787"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436788"&gt;And when I said to Him that I chose to do follow Him, Jesus was quick to say, &amp;quot;You did not choose me, but I chose you...(John 15:16) Isn't He sweet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436789"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436790"&gt;When I think of what He has done for me, bearing my sins and of the rest of the world in the cross , I just can't get over it. He has done that for someone so unworthy like me? He has given me hope and life to spend with Him in eternity? What is sweeter than that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436791"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436792"&gt;With this, I could not give any excuse but to act justly, to love mercy and to walk humbly with my God TODAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436793"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-41436794"&gt;I pray for God's revelation in you, my friend. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <link>http://www.tescasin.com/blog/2011/12/12/What-Does-The-Lord-Require-of-Me.aspx</link>
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      <pubDate>12/12/2011 17:23:00</pubDate>
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      <title>The Missing Puzzle</title>
      <description>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" id="tabcolumn-1" style="width: 100%; margin-bottom: 15px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="column-1" usermodifiable="true" style="width: 100%"&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956808"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&amp;#160;I was&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt; thinking, when I started the real estate business almost 7 years ago, I thought I started it right not&amp;#160;doing it&amp;#160;for myself, but with the attitude of wanting to make a difference. I have exercised servant leadership, putting everyone else ahead of my own interest, and yet, I got so broken, nothing seemed to make sense.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956809"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956810"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3" color="#dedede"&gt;The truth is, there were times in between when I would find myself wondering, and asking ‘what for?’ why did I want to make a difference anyway? There were grey times when I’d ask myself but could not really find the answer so I’d just shrug it off, and went on ‘controlling’ the whole thing, doing great things according to my own standards.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956811"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956812"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;God made me&amp;#160;realized I was doing all these for myself. So that I’d feel good – or maybe I knew all these before but I did not have the ‘guts’ to admit. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3"&gt;I was self focused. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956813"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956814"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3" color="#dedede"&gt;Jesus was not in the picture, when in FACT He was and HE IS the whole picture.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956815"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956816"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3" color="#dedede"&gt;It's not about me. This whole existence, where I am right now is all about giving glory to The One who brings me here for His purpose.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956817"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956818"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" color="#dedede"&gt;He must become greater; I must become less. (John 3:30)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956819"&gt;&lt;font face="Tahoma" size="3" color="#dedede"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956820"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-8956821"&gt;&lt;font color="#dedede"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <link>http://www.tescasin.com/blog/2011/10/17/The-Missing-Puzzle.aspx</link>
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      <pubDate>10/17/2011 12:54:00</pubDate>
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      <title>God is So Good!</title>
      <description>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" id="tabcolumn-1" style="width: 100%; margin-bottom: 15px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="column-1" usermodifiable="true" style="width: 100%"&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336207"&gt;God is overflowing with goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336208"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336209"&gt;When He wants to change your mind, He gently asks you to repent - He does not scream &amp;quot;repent!&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336210"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336211"&gt;There are so many things in life that God has shown me His goodness. And He does this faithfully, I mean, FAITHFULLY, even when at times I was not faithful. He calls me back, and simply waits for me to come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336212"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336213"&gt;The way He calls you back is so subtle, so humble, so very like Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336214"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336215"&gt;We all know the story of the Prodigal Son. The focus that most commentators put on is about the kid who went astray, but repented and finally was accepted back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336216"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336217"&gt;Thinking about the goodness of the father - He is so good that even when the kid hurts Him, He gladly accepts His son back. I bet He's able to forgive even before apologies were asked. He even gave the best to the wayward son. New sandals on his feet, expensive robe and jewelries, and a feast with the best and fattest meat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336218"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336219"&gt;God loves us 'extravagantly.' in fact when you try to define prodigal, it means 'lavishly.' That gets me thinking, God is also prodigal. He loves us 'lavishly' that He would not allow His precious one to be so away from Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336220"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336221"&gt;God is so good. I thank Him that He is just a prayer away. I thank Him that He is The GOD that forgives, and forgets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336222"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336223"&gt;I thank Him that His grace and mercy are always fresh and new each morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336224"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336225"&gt;His promises are true. As what the apostle Paul says, God works for the good of those who love Him (Romans 8:28).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336226"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336227"&gt;I praise God, for He is so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-1336228"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <link>http://www.tescasin.com/blog/2011/10/11/God-is-So-Good.aspx</link>
      <creator xmlns="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Tes Casin</creator>
      <pubDate>10/11/2011 23:03:00</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0" id="tabcolumn-1" style="width: 100%; margin-bottom: 15px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div id="column-1" usermodifiable="true" style="width: 100%"&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058095"&gt;Exactly a year ago our family received a surprise gift. A gift not wrapped in a shiny wrapper and without a ribbon, too. It came in rather ugly package, an extra large white envelope, heavy with films inside, with a dedication no one can understand, except the specialist who gave the typed it. It was handed to us casually, with the only word I could understand- or maybe I understood but refused to understand - carcinoma.&amp;#160;A gift to all of us, placed in my husband's most delicate body part, a massive tumour in the pancreas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058096"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058097"&gt;I call it a gift,&amp;#160;not only because&amp;#160;it has hit me hard as a surprise, but it has open so many doors of opportunities for the family. In an instant everyone has become so much closer. Everyone was affectionate to everybody. Letters, phone calls, emails from relatives all over the world, we were showered with so much love. It feels so good knowing that you are loved. Especially when everyone is running around doing his own business, trying to make both ends meet, busy making a living. Then suddenly, you hear a BANG! And in me, as a person, and most especially, a wife, the experience has taught me a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058098"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058099"&gt;It is a gift, and I enfolded so many great things that came with it. I realized &amp;quot;we only have this day to live.&amp;quot; Yes, let me say it again, we only have this day to live. Therefore:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058100"&gt;1. I will surrender to the will of the Supreme Being. I cannot have an answer to everything, there are things that I simply cannot understand, I will embrace them, accept, and simply surrender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058101"&gt;2. I will make the most of it by loving, giving, and serving my precious loved ones. For I only have this day to live, who knows what tomorrow brings? No complaint, just make the most of it. And when I say giving and loving, it means giving them freely without expecting for anything in return. I have got not allowance for 'hurting even my own feelings.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058102"&gt;3. Last but not the least, I will not give up hoping. It is not over until it is over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058103"&gt;My husband said that as he was being wheeled to the operating room, he murmured a simple prayer saying, &amp;quot;God, I am ready. Take me home.&amp;quot; Then he said he fell asleep instantly after the anesthetic needle took effect. He was already thinking that it would be heaven once he wakes up, but then he said told me, &amp;quot;I woke up and saw your face...again!&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058104"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058105"&gt;See, it's not over until it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058106"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058107"&gt;Things have never been better than this, after receiving that gift. Everyday is special. Each waking moment, we thank the gift giver. For the whole family has become closer, life has got such a beautiful meaning. It completely changed our perspective. Material possession is no longer in our list. And boy, we hear more laughter. We give out much love and affection, knowing that we only have this day to live...Tomorrow? It will take care of itself. We have this beautiful day, anyway. Oh what a gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058108"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-20058109"&gt;So next time you recieve a blow, a challenge, a situation...consider it a gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <creator xmlns="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Tes Casin</creator>
      <pubDate>10/11/2011 22:31:00</pubDate>
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I know a lot of people in a similar situation. They even call overseas workers as heroes – Heroes in sacrifice. Facing lonely cold nights for years, working their bones out to provide a better life for dearest families back home. I can feel the angst in the statement. Which way to choose, it’s very hard to decide.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778015"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778016"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Napoleon Hill said, “Begin with the end in mind.” I have since&amp;#160;learned to focus on the finish line. It’s no longer about winning, it’s about finishing the race. I once&amp;#160;did a steep mountaineering course and almost gave up&amp;#160;past the midpoint.&amp;#160;Panting and really tired from&amp;#160;hours of walking, I looked up and said I could never make it. I looked down, seriously thinking of giving it all up. Then I thought if I go down without reaching the top of this mountain, I'd go down with a heavy heart. So I went&amp;#160;on. A few more hours of painful steps, I finally found myself sitting at the very top of the mountain caressing the coolest wind and clouds in a sunny afternoon. Imagine, had I given it all&amp;#160;up, I wouldn't reach my destination.&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778017"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778018"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Reaching the end and finally&amp;#160;coming home to welcoming hugs and kisses. Picture yourself in that situation, be very clear with details and be very excited about it. &amp;#160;Gather the family together and answer the following questions:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778019"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;a.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;What is the desired outcome? You are doing these sacrifices of living&amp;#160;&amp;#160; away from one another, be very clear on what you want to achieve.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778020"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;b.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;Up to when&amp;#160;are we&amp;#160;doing this? Give these sacrifices a deadline. And&amp;#160;look forward to it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778021"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778022"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Engage the family in teamwork. Not just the couple, but the children are involved and they understand the sacrifices. It is really good when everyone understands why we are doing what we are doing. We are inspired to reach the deadline. When we travail the road, and mind you, the roads are not always straight. &amp;#160;Some are dusty, it could sometimes blind you and take you away from your focus, some are really bumpy, it hurts, you wouldn’t know whether to go on or surrender. But look, who’s with you…you are not alone. Your partner is running the race with you, giving you water when you are thirsty, cheering you up. In this race, you are together. Isn’t it the most wonderful thing?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778023"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778024"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;I know you can make it, you will finish the race. Just focus on what you want to achieve together in the end. Is it education for the children? Is it a modest family home? How soon? By understanding the road you are traversing together, and by visually imagining what is at the end, you will see yourself full of energy and inspired move on.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778025"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778026"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;God knows who He’d put together in marriage. When you joined hands and wore those rings, they come with His utmost blessing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778027"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778028"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;It is my sincerest desire to see everyone finishing the race unscathed, bruised, maybe, but with the whole smiling family gathered together.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778029"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778030"&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="2"&gt;Keep going, yes, just keep going!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778031"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778032"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ctrl-3778033"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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