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Proverbs 3

Saturday, 31 May 2008 . 07:57

This is the scripture passage I felt God put on my heart last night at adoration... there were many verses which struck me, but the one that struck me most is highlighted...

Proverbs 3
Trust in the LORD with All Your Heart

1My son, do not forget my teaching, but let your heart keep my commandments, 2for length of days and years of life and peace they will add to you.

3Let not steadfast love and faithfulness forsake you; bind them around your neck; write them on the tablet of your heart. 4So you will find favor and good success in the sight of God and man.

5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. 6In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.7 Be not wise in your own eyes; fear the LORD, and turn away from evil. 8It will be healing to your flesh and refreshment to your bones.

9Honor the LORD with your wealth and with the firstfruits of all your produce;10 then your barns will be filled with plenty, and your vats will be bursting with wine.

11 My son, do not despise the LORD’s discipline or be weary of his reproof, 12for the LORD reproves him whom he loves, as a father the son in whom he delights.

Blessed Is the One Who Finds Wisdom

13 Blessed is the one who finds wisdom, and the one who gets understanding, 14 for the gain from her is better than gain from silver and her profit better than gold.15 She is more precious than jewels, and nothing you desire can compare with her.16 Long life is in her right hand; in her left hand are riches and honor.17Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace. 18She is a tree of life to those who lay hold of her; those who hold her fast are called blessed.

19 The LORD by wisdom founded the earth; by understanding he established the heavens; 20by his knowledge the deeps broke open, and the clouds drop down the dew.

21My son, do not lose sight of these — keep sound wisdom and discretion, 22and they will be life for your soul and adornment for your neck. 23Then you will walk on your way securely, and your foot will not stumble.24 If you lie down, you will not be afraid; when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet. 25 Do not be afraid of sudden terror or of the ruin of the wicked, when it comes, 26for the LORD will be your confidence and will keep your foot from being caught. 27 Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in your power to do it.

28 Do not say to your neighbor, "Go, and come again, tomorrow I will give it"— when you have it with you. 29 Do not plan evil against your neighbor, who dwells trustingly beside you. 30 Do not contend with a man for no reason, when he has done you no harm. 31 Do not envy a man of violence and do not choose any of his ways, 32for the devious person is an abomination to the LORD, but the upright are in his confidence.

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unforgiveness

Thursday, 29 May 2008 . 08:01



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There no matter what...

Monday, 26 May 2008 . 19:11

Another reflection about life... God tends to make me think about life a lot... as I'm writing this Blog, I'm thinking about the fantastic day I had, driving around with Ben, celebrating the fact that he got his liscence (well done boy!!! xxx). It was just plain, clean, fun... relaxing.. and very enjoyable!
Then I think about a few blogs I just read... and how different people, at the very same time, are feeling such different contrasting things. While I'm feeling happy, and Ben's feeling like he's the king of the road, some are feeling anxious about exams, others tired from a whole day studying, some of you are chilled, some are angry after an argument with a parent... someone's scared, someone's feeling safe, someone out there is grieving, confused and angry at God, while someone else is just starting to understand God... someone is in love... someone is hurt cause a relationship just broke up... such different emotions... all taking place at the same time, all over the world.
But you know what? God is not there for particular situations we go through... He's there for all situations!! Be it happiness, joy, love, peace, greif, sadness, confusion or anger... God is there! If ur happy He'll laugh with you, if ur sad and hurt He'll cry with you and comfort you... But seek Him, no matter how ur feeling! Seek Him at this very instance.. at this very unique moment!!! as you play this video and listen to Robert Galea's song "at the foot of the cross", I truly invite you to share whatever it is ur feeling with God. Be it good or bad.. just share it..

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When life's a bitch...

Sunday, 25 May 2008 . 08:59


Life's tough guys... and its often a bitch... we all know that... its common sense.
Its like, you resist all through a storm, never seeing the end of it, then when u're about to lose hope finally the sea calms down and the sun shines. But just as u can take a breather, here it is, a new storm is back and u're back to square one!!! It happens... and its going to keep happening all our life! one storm after another... as soon as you tell urself "well at least things can't get any worse", they seem to be the magic words to push ure situation into a deeper worse state! As they say, "from the frying pan into the fire!". Anyway... when the storms come, we automatically take it against God... because we figure that if He loves us so much He shouldn't let certain things happen to us or to our family, right? If He really love us as He says He does... why does He let us go through suffering and pain? My answer is that, often we don't know why we're going through things, and why things happen, and there and then, even if we knew the answers, we wouldn't accept them let alone understand them!! But eventually, as years go by, when we finally look back on our lives, it all makes sense!!!! it's like a spider's web: when u see the single threads they look horrible, and u wonder why the spider crossed the corner of your window in that particular direction. Then you leave the room for a while, and when you're back, the masterpeice is done... the spiderweb is complete!!
Here is another perspective of why we hurt sometimes in life... I think it's an awesome explanation:

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Poverty & the Poor

Friday, 23 May 2008 . 10:28

Extract from Mother Teresa's writings: http://www.grandtimes.com/teresa.html


"On Poverty & The Poor

In every country there are poor. On certain continents poverty is more spiritual than material, a poverty that consists of loneliness, discouragement, and the lack of meaning in life. I have also seen in Europe and America very poor people sleeping on newspapers or rags in the streets. There are those kind of poor in London, Madrid, and Rome. It is too easy simply to talk or concern ourselves with the poor who are far away. It is much harder and, perhaps, more challenging to turn our attention and concern toward the poor who live right next door to us.When I pick up a hungry person from the streets, I give him rice and bread, and I have satisfied that hunger. But a person who is shut out, feels unwanted by society, unloved and terrified-how much more difficult is it to remove that hunger?You in the West have the spiritually poorest of the poor much more than you have the physically poor. Often among the rich are very spiritually poor people. I find it is easy to give a plate of rice to a hungry person, to furnish a bed to a person who has no bed, but to console or to remove the bitterness, anger, and loneliness that comes from being spiritually deprived, that takes a long time.A few weeks ago, I picked up a child from the street, and from the face I could see that little child was hungry. I didn't know how many days that little one had not eaten. So I gave her a piece of bread, and the little one took the bread and, crumb by crumb, started eating it. I said to her, "Eat, eat the bread. You are hungry." And the little one looked at me and said, "I am afraid. When the bread will be finished, I will be hungry again.""


This blog is a continuation to Ben's blog on loving others no matter what because that is exactly what we are called to do!

"We are only asked to love, to offer hope to the many hopeless. We don't get to choose all the endings, but we are asked to play the rescuers. We won't solve all mysteries and our hearts will certainly break in such a vulnerable life, but it is the best way. We were made to be lovers bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again and again until we're called home."


taken from - http://www.twloha.com/the_story.php
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Hero

Monday, 19 May 2008 . 12:31

I’m ordinary, Like a canary,
trapped in a cage of canaries,
All the same, except our name,
We’re lame, we swim in shame, we’re all to blame,
and our aim is solely to win the game...
We do anything in our might to make our wishes come true
And if we hurt someone, then boo-hoo screw you!
The world has become all dark and low
And the more we grow the lower we go
It’s like a vicious cycle, a bottomless well
Where selfishness reigns and where we’re destined to hell!
We’re drowning, we’re all giving up on climbing up,
We need someone big to pull us up.
But who can it be if we’re all in this sea
All in the same damn wreckage sinking deep?

He’s the hero... He saves the absolute zero

Here’s were the light shines bright in the night
You see? We cannot possibly set ourselves free.
We need a saviour, someone to go the extra mile
And in a little while we become versatile!
It’s all about setting the pride aside
Asking for help, for God to provide
And decide to merge the divide:
That defied slide found worldwide.
Comics portray heros in suits
With gloves, a mask and leather boots.
These comic heros are fake and invented
Sci-Fi filled with discontented and demented,
But our hero is the only one
Who to save mankind didn’t need a gun
But through His love for His only son
Who died for us, salvation is won...
The shackles that bind us to sin are undone
And a new life has gladly begun!
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Qui In Ginocchio

Friday, 16 May 2008 . 23:41

A big sorry for those of u who dont understand italian... but this is how the inspiration came this time!!!

Qui In Ginocchio

Sto qui in ginocchio, distrutta da un dolore immenso, un dolore che mi entra dritto al cuore. Mi brucia dentro, come se ad un tratto mi si e acceso un fuoco bestiale. Sento gli occhi che mi affondono nelle lacrime, che cadono una ad una e mi bagnano il viso.


Sto qui in ginocchio, in mente un buio oscuro in quale non si vede niente. Intorno un silenzio morto, ma cosi morto che sento soltanto il mio respiro; lento e tranquillo che diventa poi un respiro sfiatato e stanco.

Sto qui in ginocchio, sola, come un cane abbandonato. Tremo dalla paura; la paura di non poter piu rivedere quella persona, la persona che mi ha messa al mondo, cresciuta, insegnata a vivere. Ma quella persona, per qualche ragione non c’e piu, e sento solo la sua voce, lontano, lontano, nell’al di la! Un freddo tremendo mi rapisce all’istante!
Sto qui in ginocchio, ed un vento leggero mi accarezza il viso, e mi consola, perche sotto sotto, dentro l’anima, so di conoscere quella carezza; la carezza che mi ha consolato da bambina quando piovevano le lacrime!
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Challenge

Thursday, 15 May 2008 . 21:08

Hello my fellow readers!

its been quite an exciting week full of ups and downs and new adventures and challenges. My new challenge is to take God so much more seriously than I've been doing lately. Suddenly I've got this thirst building up inside me to get to know Jesus so much more! I've been reading about this saint, st Therese of Lieux, and the passion and love she had for Christ is indescribable!!! She would spend time walking around the garden talking to Jesus as if He were her boyfriend/best friend. She'd cut flowers and give them to Him and talk to Him, joke with Him, love Him, share her feelings emotions and fears with Him. Everything!

This is what she says: "For me, prayer is an aspiration of the heart, it is a simple glance directed to heaven, it is a cry of gratitude and love in the midst of trial as well as joy; finally, it is something great, supernatural, which expands my soul and unites me to Jesus."

I'm learning a lot from the writings this saint left behind her, and each day that passes the thirst I have inside me grows more and more! I will leave u with a quotation from a film... sorry but i forgot what it was called...

"There is a connection between heaven and earth: finding it makes everything worthwhile, including death; missing it makes everything worthless, including life!"

xxx

Cettina
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I cried for you

Monday, 12 May 2008 . 10:22


LYRICS
You're beautiful so silently
It lies beneath a shade of blue
It struck me so violently
When I looked at you
But others pass, they never pause
To feel that magic in your hand
To me you're like a wild rose
They never understand why
I cried for you
When the sky cried for you
And when you went
I became a hopeless drifter
But this life was not for you
Though I learned from you
That beauty need only be a whisper

I'll cross the sea for a different world
With your treasure, a secret for me to hold
In many years they may forget
This love of ours or that we met
They may not know
How much you meant to me
Without you now I see
How fragile the world can be
And I know you've gone away
But in my heart you'll always stay

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Happy Mother's Day!

Sunday, 11 May 2008 . 09:22

This is a hearfelt Thank You to my mum for all the things she's taught me in life; my values, my manners, my approach towards life itself, belief in my dreams, faith in God, hope, charity, solidarity. Thank you for everything... thank you for who I am today... and thanks for watching over me 24/7!

A huge thank you also to my 2nd mums! you know who you are; thanks for always being there for me! xxx

Mum's favourite...


My feelings...


My comfort...


Mother's day, and everyday, is an opportunity to be grateful for the people around us, especially Mothers. Let's learn how to be thankful and appreciate what we have... and let us show these people how grateful we are to have them around. You never know when the last time is. Let's not wait till its too late.
Gbu all
xxx
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At the Foot of the Cross

Wednesday, 7 May 2008 . 19:19

Miss You Rob xxx

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Two Choices

Monday, 5 May 2008 . 08:32

I woke up this morning in a really foul mood, cause this throat infection is taking far longer than I expecting and i'm always drowsy and lifeless. Ive got all the energy in the world inside, but physically im weak, which kills me!

However, God has His ways of talking to me, and as I was online I received this story by e-mail which changed my outlook towards the rest of my day! :)

Two Choices: What would you do? You make the choice. Don't look for a punch line, there isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is: Would you have made the same choice?

Shay was a mentally and physically disabled boy, and one day, him and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps. Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!' Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!' Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball ... the smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay'

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!' As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!' Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team. 'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'. Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy, and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We live everyday thinking about ourslves and about our successes. we all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought because the person receiving a joke from us will enjoy it, and we'll be known for sending the best jokes online. We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realize the 'natural order of things.' So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice: Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process? A wise man once said every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them.You now have two choices: 1. Ignore 2. Do something about it

I chose to do something about it. what it is is up to me, but one Act of Random Kindness (ARK) a day makes everyday worth living. So im not going to let my days pass by without meaning. I'm going to put God's words into action, I'm going to be the wire that passes God's electrifying love to everyone (that was a punch line for those of you who had physics). Guys, let's not vegitate on this earth, let's live our life! It was bought and paid for in full with Christ's own blood... should we just let it go to waste or help others on the process? Let's learn how to go that extra mile willingly for others, simply to see a smile on their face. Make it your daily challenge, to make at least ONE person smile!! :)

GBU!!!

xxx martine

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ahjar nidhak!

Friday, 2 May 2008 . 08:47

im fed up
blog does not want to update
i worte this thing 5 times, and throughout the week i wrote 3 posts.. none of them updated. now we see if this one does.
anyway... just food for thought...
"as christians should there be times when we need God more than in other times? or should we rely, depend and have faith in Him so much that we need Him fully everyday ?"
dunni if it makes sense, migh be the fever getting to my head


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