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Monday, November 06, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
SPRAIN
Friday, October 27, 2006
Family...Seafoods...Ice Cream...a whole lot of fun!
What a great day with my family!
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
When God Made You...
He made the sun He made the moon,
When God made you, He must've been thinking about me.
Monday, August 07, 2006
PRAISES
Overwhelming God's presence during our Praise & Worship.
A healthy new princess in the house...baby Chayil -Kayil-
Got a pair of new shoes and shirt *winks*
and a grande cream frap from Starbucks... love it!
Count your blessings and name them one by one... Thank you Lord :)
Saturday, August 05, 2006
WELCOME HOME CHAYIL
Thursday, July 20, 2006
YIPEEEEE....MY BIRTHDAY
Your Birthdate: July 19 |
You are resilient, and no doubt your resilience has already been tested. You've had some difficult experiences in your life, but you are wise from them. Having had to grow up quickly, you tend to discount the advice of others. You tend to be a loner, having learned that the only person you can depend on is yourself. Your strength: Well developed stability and confidence Your weakness: Suspicion of others Your power color: Eggplant Your power symbol: Spade Your power month: October |
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
WHAT'S IN THE 18th?
Friday, July 14, 2006
"FALSE SENSE OF RESPONSIBILITY"
THE ATTITUDE OF THE THREE HAIRS
Thursday, July 13, 2006
RAINY DAYS...
Thursday, July 06, 2006
YOUR WORTH
Sunday, June 18, 2006
FRIENDS WILL ALWAYS BE FRIENDS
Friday, June 16, 2006
PACKING UPS
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
I CAN ONLY IMAGINE
When I walk by Your side...
I can only imagine, what my eyes will see,
When Your Face is before me!
I can only imagine. I can only imagine.
Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?
Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing 'Hallelujah!'? Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine! I can only imagine!
I can only imagine, when that day comes,
When I find myself standing in the Son!
I can only imagine, when all I will do, is forever, forever worship
You!I can only imagine! I can only imagine!
Surrounded by Your Glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you, Jesus? Or in awe of You, be still?
Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing 'Hallelujah!'? Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine! Yeah! I can only imagine!
I can only imagine! Yeah! I can only imagine!! Only imagine!!!I can only imagine.
I can only imagine, when all I do is forever, forever worship You!I can only imagine."
This song really touches my heart... Can't wait for that moment to come... Standng in awe in the presence of Jesus... soon
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
TUESDAYS WITH MORRIE
Monday, June 05, 2006
SUNDAY FUN!
Saturday, June 03, 2006
WEEK-END CRAVINGS
I was kinda disappointed when Lorrin called the McDonalds Delivery, after trying i think 3 contact numbers, he put down the phone, and I got the message. No chicken nuggets and fries for me today. He said he was being transferred to one person to another and when he finally reached the one here in dasma, he was asked so many questions (not the usual ones) that irritates him. :( After that call, he needs to go and have his lesson/training at COG. He said he'll buy for me tonight, but, grrr... I'm leaving late afternoon. Anyway, I can buy them as soon as I get outta here... hehehehee :0 I promise myself to have lots of 'em later.... So Ronald McDonald here I come!!!!
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Friday, June 02, 2006
BABY SHOWER FOR CHAYIL
Thursday, June 01, 2006
THERE'S NO SACRIFICE LEFT...
FULFILLING PROMISES CAN HEAL... :)
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
LOVING MONDAY!
Sunday, May 28, 2006
WORSHIP DAY
Friday, May 26, 2006
...AND THE ANGELS REJOICES!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
NEVER ENDING GET TOGETHER PLAN
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
DO YOU SMELL THAT?
Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple's new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing. At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs.
"I don't think she's going to make it," he said, as kindly as he could.
"There's only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one"
Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.
"No! No!" was all Diana could say.
She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana's underdeveloped nervous system was essentially 'raw', the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger. But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there.
At last, when Dana turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted. Five years later, when Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life.
She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story. One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked,
"Do you smell that?"
Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied,
"Yes, it smells like rain."
Dana closed her eyes and again asked,
"Do you smell that?"
Once again, her mother replied,
"Yes, I think we're about to get wet. It smells like rain."
Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,
"No, it smells like Him.
It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest."
Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children. Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her,
God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.
Monday, May 22, 2006
WITH ALL I' AM
Friday, May 19, 2006
THANK GOD FOR THESE LITTLE ANGELS
I was blessed to have nephews and niece's so cute and sweet.I always love to see them, play with them and fool them around. :) The thought of having them in our lives made me smile in times of difficulties and sadness. They are God's precious gift to us!
Jireh, the eldest among them, is so nice. He grew up in my hands. I changed his diapers, give him a bath, bring him to the pedia, sleep with him, cry when he's sick and laugh out loud when he learn something new as a baby. He grew up as a very fine little boy. He knows what he wants and what he'll become someday. He dance so well. And cries when somebody we love is sick. He's very sensitive...like me...nyahahahah. I remember one time, I have to discipline him for he did something awful to his brother. We went inside my room, lights off, I asked him to kneel and tell me what happened. Then with a strong voice he told me the story, and later on the strong voice became soft, and when I ask him to pray to the Lord asking for forgiveness, he hesitated, but after a little while he run to me with his knees, crying so hard, he prayed....(that's my boy! and I'm really proud of him) He loves staying with me, though he's afraid of me. I love you kuya! You'll always be tita Leng's baby.
Thea is my princess. This girl amazes us with her good voice...of course like her mom, and kinda snob huh! She knows almost every song aired in televisions and radios. She has a big tummy and a big butt...hihihi, i love her long straight hair and smiles that kills us. She loves picture takings...and always give her best shot. She's 5 now and can read as fast as i can...arrrgh! She loves her dolls and bears, that she almost bring all of them wherever she goes. And mind you, this little girl can story tell like a lola who sits on a rocking chair with different voices, huh! She loves story telling so much. And of course, she made us all proud when she graduated in the Preparatory class with honors. I love you my Princess! Keep up the good work!
And of course, there is this baby Jed! Awarded as the Most Prayerful in his Kindergarten class. This baby can really turn your world upside down when he ask you questions we never know where in the world you can find the answer. Having him home is like living with a little prophet at home...yeah! Once in a while he'll talk something we just ignore, but later on, we'll find out what he's telling is true. He loves to pray so much...even in the crowd! And he prayed with meaning, with his heart. Jed loves everybody in the house to be around. He can sing and dance with his own music he created. We all believed that he has place in the minsitry of God someday!
Baby Chayil is still in her mommy's womb! But we know she's excited to get out in there and see us. We're loving her though we have'nt seen her yet. She eat a lot inside mommy's tummy. And kicks and punches a lot...like her daddy! We know she's one another precious blessing to us... and we're all excited to see her and be a blessing to her as well. See you soon our baby Chayil!
Everyday with them is a whole lot fun and excitement. Once in a while they got hurt, a little while they cry, a little while they'll laugh... I think that's the magic that the Lord wants us to have as adults. To have a mind like that of little children. No pretensions, no worries. They believe without a doubt. I can't thank the Lord enough for these little blessings He blessed me to have.
Thursday, May 18, 2006
21 CHARACTERISTICS I PRAYED TO BE MY MAN
A KING DIED FOR ME!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
MY BESTFRIEND, MY MIRACLE, MY LOVE
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
A PLACE OF REST
Monday, May 15, 2006
MY NANAY
DON'T QUIT
Ignace Jan Paderewski, the famous composer pianist, was scheduled to perform at a greater concert hall in America. It was an evening to remember. Present in the audience that evening was a mother with her fidgety 9 year old son. Weary of waiting, he squirmed constantly in his seat. His mother was in hopes that her son would be encouraged to practice the piano if he could just hear the immortal Paderewski at the keyboard. So against his wishes, he had come.
As she turned to walk with friends, her son could stay seated no longer. He slipped away from her side, strangely drawn to the ebony concert grand Steinway and its leather tufted stool on the huge stage flooded with blinding lights. Without much notice from the sophisticated audience, the boy sat down at the stool, staring wide eyed at the black and white keys. He placed his small, trembling fingers in the right location and began to play “Chopsticks.” The roar of the crowd was hushed as hundreds of frowning faces pointed in his direction. Irritated and embarrassed, they began to shout:
“Get that boy away from there!”
“Who’d bring a kid that young in here?”
“Where’s his mother?”
“Somebody stop him!”
Backstage, the master overheard the sounds out front and quickly put together in his mind what was happening, hurriedly, he grabbed his coat and rushed toward the stage. Without one word of announcement he stooped over behind the boy, reached around both sides, and began to improvise a countermelody to harmonize with and enhance “Chopsticks.” As the two of them played together, Paderewski kept whispering in the boy’s ear:
“Keep going. Don’t quit. Keep on playing… don’t stop… don’t quit.
And so it is with us. We hammer away on our project, which seems about as significant as “chopsticks” in a concert hall. And about the time we are ready to give up, along comes the Master who leans over and whispers: "Now keep going; don’t quit. Keep on… don’t stop… don’t quit," as He improvises on our behalf, providing the right touch at just the right moment.
Jesus believes in you and me... how about us?