<?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-6486600933651170771</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:54:28.322+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Just as I am...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-7357679088454520392</id><published>2009-01-08T13:23:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:15:16.039+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SWXsKAJVTYI/AAAAAAAAADI/DheTab_Ahp8/s1600-h/fireworks2_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SWXsKAJVTYI/AAAAAAAAADI/DheTab_Ahp8/s200/fireworks2_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288892993998507394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Time teaches us all that dreams and plans don't always bring the results we hope for. An evening watching news or speacking with a few friends lets us know that there are a lot of people who have faced discouraging situations this past year. Some of those people have lost hope and now stand at the start of 2009 full of fear and doubt. I understand these emotions, but I choose to belive that any day is a great day for a new beginning. So why not let 2009 be a new beginning for you. All that has gone wrong is gone, it's behind us. All that is left is the blessing of life. Put your hand on your heart and feel it's rhythm. Take a deep breath. You are alive and every beat of your heart, every breath in your lungs is shouting for you to begin again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;All new beginnings are cause for celebration. The birth of a new soul. The beginning of a new year. A new sunrise. Every new breath and new heart beat is a reason for fireworks. Every new moment is the beginning of immeasurable possibilities. Forget your fears and doubts. You are not who you were, you are who you are becoming. Don't be paralyzed by the blame game. Forgive those who have wronged you in 2008. Don't be consumed with sentences that begin with "why". Trying to answer, "why", is like trying to swim through a desert. All you can do is hope and belive and celebrate the fact that at any moment you can send up fireworks and celebrate a new beginning."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-7357679088454520392?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/7357679088454520392/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=7357679088454520392' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/7357679088454520392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/7357679088454520392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SWXsKAJVTYI/AAAAAAAAADI/DheTab_Ahp8/s72-c/fireworks2_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-8434414017708574022</id><published>2008-11-20T21:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T21:24:01.695+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Faceing myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I stay here and I look at my life... What have I accomplished all this years... I wonder... I guess nothing yet. I dropped one college and now I go to another (oh, well I like very much what I learn at this school) But... There is a but... I have too many years... I still wonder... do I have this age? I don't feel like I have 23, I feel like I have 17 and I also act like a teenager...but I like it... I like feeling and acting like this... could this be a problem? Is there something wrong with me? I want to belive that there is nothing wrong... I just don't wanna grow up. For me the life is still pink in a way, but just in a way cuz I do have problems and difficult times, but I always find the power to smile. I'm still naive and I do belive that life can be wonderful, and it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I have so many dreams and I hope that someday they'll came true, maybe not all of them, but just a few, it's enough. Ohhh... I'm such a dreamer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-8434414017708574022?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/8434414017708574022/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=8434414017708574022' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8434414017708574022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8434414017708574022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/11/faceing-myself.html' title='Faceing myself'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-8650223699389441335</id><published>2008-11-20T19:52:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:23:18.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all of their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When he got out, the other frogs said: "Did you not hear us?" The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This story give us thoughts to think about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. An encouraging word to someone who is down can encourage them to achieve their goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. A destructive word to someone who is down can have negative effects. Be careful of what you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So... Are your words encouraging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-8650223699389441335?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/8650223699389441335/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=8650223699389441335' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8650223699389441335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8650223699389441335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/11/power-of-words.html' title='The power of words'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-1840344071383596332</id><published>2008-11-20T19:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:44:46.526+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Life is a challenge - meet it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Life is a gift - accept it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Life is an adventure - dare it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Life is a sorrow - overcome it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Life is a tragedy - face it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life is a duty - perform it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Life is a game - play it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Life is a mystery - unfold it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a song - sing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Life is an opportunity - take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Life is a journey - complete it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Life is a promise - fulfill it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Life is a beauty - praise it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life is a struggle - fight it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Life is a goal - achieve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is a puzzle - solve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Life is eternal - belive it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-1840344071383596332?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/1840344071383596332/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=1840344071383596332' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/1840344071383596332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/1840344071383596332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is.html' title='Life is...'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-1999111463562165998</id><published>2008-11-20T18:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:23:21.538+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruits of the Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's quiet. It's early. The sky is still black. The world is still asleep. The day is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;In a few moments the day will arrive. It will roar down the track with the rising of the sun. The stillness of the dawn will be exchanged for the noise of the day. The calm of the solitude will be replaced by the pounding pace of the human race. The refuge of the early morning will be invaded by decisions to be made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;For the next twelve hours I will be exposed to the day's demands. It is now that I must make a choice. Because of Calvary, I'm free to choose. And so I choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose to love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;No occasion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants biterness, I choose love. Today I will love God and what God loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose joy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance. I will refuse the temptation to be cynical ( the tool of the lazy thinker). I will refuse to see people as anything less than human beings, created by God. I will refuse to see any problem as anything less than an opportunity to see God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I will live forgiven. I will forgive so that I may live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose patience...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I will overlook the inconvenience of the world. Instead of cursing the one who take my place, I'll invite him to do so. Rather than complaining that the wait is too long, I will thank God for a moment to pray. Instead of cleanching my fist at new assignments, I will face them with joy and courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose kindness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I will be kind to the poor, for they are alone. Kind to the rich, for they are afraid. And kind to the unkind, for such is how God has treated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose goodness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I will go without a dollar before I take a dishonest one. I will be overlooked before I will boast. I will confess before I will accuse. I choose goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose faithfulness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word. My loved ones will not question my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose gentleness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Nothing is won by force. I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice, may it be only in praise. If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer. If I make a demand, may it be only of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I choose self-control...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am a spiritual being. After this body is dead, my spirit will soar. I refuse to let what will rot rule the eternal. I choose self-control. I will be drunk only by joy. I will be impassioned only by my faith. I will be influenced only by God. I will be taught only by Christ. I choose self-control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentlness and self-control: to these I commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek His grace. And then this day is done, I will place my head on my pillow and rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-1999111463562165998?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/1999111463562165998/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=1999111463562165998' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/1999111463562165998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/1999111463562165998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/11/fruits-of-spirit.html' title='Fruits of the Spirit'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-3230024568325685741</id><published>2008-11-20T17:45:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:25:04.187+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you belive?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSWOwPwMFLI/AAAAAAAAACo/JpsayR0YryE/s1600-h/worship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSWOwPwMFLI/AAAAAAAAACo/JpsayR0YryE/s320/worship.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270775898420548786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;One day a 6 year old girl was sitting in a clasroom. The teacher was going to explain evolution to the children. The teacher asked a little boy: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TEACHER: Did you see God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see God because He isn't there. He doesen't exsist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The little girl spoke up and wanted to ask the boy some questions. The teacher agreed and the little girl asked the boy: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Yesssssss (getting tired of the questions by the time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Yesssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOMMY: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LITTLE GIRL: Then according to what we were taught today in school, she must not have one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"FOR WE WALK BY FAITH, NOT BY SIGHT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-3230024568325685741?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/3230024568325685741/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=3230024568325685741' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/3230024568325685741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/3230024568325685741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-belive.html' title='Do you belive?'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSWOwPwMFLI/AAAAAAAAACo/JpsayR0YryE/s72-c/worship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-8355411296867837594</id><published>2008-06-22T17:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:38:21.572+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Balonase de sapun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF5s5tkYzjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cKAAoMchKm0/s1600-h/bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF5s5tkYzjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cKAAoMchKm0/s320/bubble.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214725157282172466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mi-e dor de copilarie, mi-e dor de inocenta mea de-atunci, mi-e dor... Imi lipsesc acele clipe minunate in care nu stiam ce-i aia suferinta, mi-e dor de-acele zile senine in care totul in jurul meu era doar fericire, mi-e dor de-acele timpuri in care totul era colorat in culori pastel, mi-e dor de joaca mea cu balonase de sapun in care vedeam mici curcubee, mi-e dor de viata mea roz de-atunci cand nu aveam nici o grija de ce s-ar putea intampla maine, mi-e dor de bucuria descoperirii lucrurilor noi in fiecare zi, mi-e dor de veselia si de surasul meu cristalin, mi-e dor de mine, copila...&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/6486600933651170771-8355411296867837594?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/8355411296867837594/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=8355411296867837594' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8355411296867837594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8355411296867837594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/06/balonase-de-sapun.html' title='Balonase de sapun'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF5s5tkYzjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cKAAoMchKm0/s72-c/bubble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-7907849657108552621</id><published>2008-06-22T13:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:47:09.102+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In mijlocul noptii,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sub cerul plin de stele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O inima bate cu putere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ganduri mii se-nvart in noapte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nimeni sa le numere nu poate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ganduri de iubire, ganduri de speranta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O lume-ntreaga suspina dupa iubire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O iubire eterna ce parca intarzie sa vina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In linistea noptii se aude o soapta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O soapta ce vrea doar sa fie ascultata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cineva asteapta-n tacere ca soarele s-apara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O raza de lumina s-alunge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gandurile ce-n noapte ne framanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-7907849657108552621?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/7907849657108552621/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=7907849657108552621' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/7907849657108552621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/7907849657108552621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/06/ganduri.html' title='Ganduri...'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-6881372560197922023</id><published>2008-06-22T13:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:46:33.628+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrisoare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cateodata, cand simti ca sufletul ti-e gol, ca nu mai stii pentru ce traiesti si viata ta nu mai are sens, ai impresia ca nu meriti nimic din tot ce ai din cauza pacatului care-ti umbreste viata, nu mai poti sa-Mi vorbesti, nu mai vrei sa-Mi spui nimic pentru ca tu crezi ca nu te voi asculta, ai impresia ca pentru tine nu mai exista iertare pentru ca ai facut ceva rau, adu-ti aminte ca ai facut un Legamant, ai facut o alegere corecta. Acel Legamant ti-a dat un scop in viata, acela de a Ma sluji si a face voia Mea, dar tu ai cazut din nou in capcana pacatului si acum crezi ca nu mai ai scapare.Adu-ti aminte de Legamantul pe care l-ai facut, adu-ti aminte ca tu ai decis sa-ti predai viata in mana Mea, dar acum tu detii controlul asupra vietii tale si vezi bine ca faci totul gresit. De ce nu Ma lasi pe Mine sa-ti controlez viata cand tu stii ca asa este cel mai bine. Tu ai inteles ca Eu stiu mai bine decat tine ce e mai bun pentru tine. De ce continui sa incerci sa te ascunzi cand stii ca Eu te gasesc oriunde ai fi? De ce nu ai incredere in Mine? De ce continui sa te lupti singura cu dificultatile vietii cand stii ca niciodata nu vei putea invinge asa? Nu te da batuta si cere-Mi ajutorul, Eu sunt aici langa tine de ce nu Ma asculti, Vreau sa te ajut, stii ca te Pot ajuta sa invingi. Spui ca vrei sa te schimbi, dar nu faci prea mult efort pentru a te schimba pentru ca stii ca de una singura nu poti face nimic. Sunt langa tine trebuie doar sa Ma strigi si te voi ajuta. Stii ca te iubesc cu o iubire vesnica si dau oameni pentru tine si popoare pentru viata ta, de ce nu Ma strigi cand ai asa mare nevoie de ajutor. Tu nu auzi ca Eu iti vorbesc, te chem pe nume, esti a Mea, de ce nu Ma asculti? Eu iti Vreau doar binele. Vino la Mine si spune-Mi totul Eu te voi asculta pentru ca esti fiica Mea iubita. De ce nu vrei sa vi iar langa Mine sa ne continuam relatia si sa o dezvoltam mai mult? Eu te astept cu rabdare, hai vino, nu mai amana.&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/6486600933651170771-6881372560197922023?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/6881372560197922023/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=6881372560197922023' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/6881372560197922023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/6881372560197922023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/06/scrisoare.html' title='Scrisoare'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-8331900335170685944</id><published>2008-06-22T12:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:38:21.735+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre dragoste...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4ljjHmB1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/g4AKD1m4VN4/s1600-h/_IMG_6710-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4ljjHmB1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/g4AKD1m4VN4/s320/_IMG_6710-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214646711194355538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4lGkaq_jI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oEHYGo3S1PM/s1600-h/_IMG_6710-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nici cel mai rece si mai insensibil om nu poate ramane imun in fata dragostei. Chiar daca nu o arata in interiorul lui sigur se intampla ceva, desi s-ar putea ca in exteriorul lui sa nu se vada. De aceea cea mai importanta porunca pe care ne-a lasat-o Domnul Isus este sa-i iubim pe toti asa cum ii iubeste si El. Nu exista dragoste mai mare ca accea pe care ne-a aratat-o Domnul Isus pe cruce. Si daca El ne iubeste pe toti asa cum suntem, noi de ce nu i-am putea iubi la fel? Domnul ne-a creat dupa chipul si asemanarea Lui si Dumnezeu este in primul si in primul rand DRAGOSTE, atunci noi de ce nu am putea fi? Cel mai minunat lucru este sa iubesti si sa fi iubit. Dar ca sa fi iubit in primul rand trebuie sa iubesti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6486600933651170771-8331900335170685944?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/8331900335170685944/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=8331900335170685944' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8331900335170685944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/8331900335170685944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/06/despre-dragoste.html' title='Despre dragoste...'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4ljjHmB1I/AAAAAAAAAAo/g4AKD1m4VN4/s72-c/_IMG_6710-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6486600933651170771.post-9203976938244948746</id><published>2008-06-22T12:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:38:21.858+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cine sunt eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4hrKFcXwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-gkeVs5c9OY/s1600-h/74002253.cnD6zxkE.IMG_0990copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4hrKFcXwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-gkeVs5c9OY/s320/74002253.cnD6zxkE.IMG_0990copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214642443866889986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ce sunt eu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunt doar o umbra trecatoare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ratacind prin asta lume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Asteptand cu nerabdare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa ajunga-n acel loc fericit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lange Acela pe care zi de zi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Invat sa-L iubesc tot mai mult si mai mult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Asteptand cu nerabdare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa ajunga-n acel loc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unde nu mai sunt nici lacrimi, nici suferinti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cine sunt eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunt doar o umbra trecatore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Care asteapta sa ajunga ACASA.&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/6486600933651170771-9203976938244948746?l=me777angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/feeds/9203976938244948746/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6486600933651170771&amp;postID=9203976938244948746' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/9203976938244948746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6486600933651170771/posts/default/9203976938244948746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me777angel.blogspot.com/2008/06/cine-sunt-eu.html' title='Cine sunt eu...'/><author><name>Just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00677895197482885451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SSQ1dnAMPdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ggaA10p1d1I/S220/IMG_3781.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qt5Tk6cgNYo/SF4hrKFcXwI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-gkeVs5c9OY/s72-c/74002253.cnD6zxkE.IMG_0990copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
