<?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-6007815214967576948</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:30:20.631-07:00</updated><category term='breakfast.class.blog'/><title type='text'>MY.ONLY.ONE</title><subtitle type='html'>My BesT fOr hiS GLorY!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-2896055135853820707</id><published>2007-12-25T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T06:02:59.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*A BLESSED CHRISTMAS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3ELmVcQfGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FcsDx63XB6c/s1600-h/122520071396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147908602279787618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3ELmVcQfGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FcsDx63XB6c/s320/122520071396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3ELBVcQfFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q9buDla2ZGQ/s1600-h/Image(1255).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147907966624627794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3ELBVcQfFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q9buDla2ZGQ/s320/Image(1255).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3EKyFcQfEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NiHk0pfUy6A/s1600-h/Image(1260).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147907704631622722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3EKyFcQfEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NiHk0pfUy6A/s320/Image(1260).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   labyu cuz, mwuah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nag hang ung fone ko sa dami ng nagtxt kninang umaga. Aww. That's one of the reasons why I've said, i'm so blessed;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each day,I'm realizing more and more how blessed I am. Simply because I have God, I have his son in my heart, the greatest gift that I received and that's my Lord Jesus Christ. Hm, Whatever pains i've felt, all that I've been through and going through this season, I let it be freed, forgotten &amp;amp; forgiven. I'm not hypocrite to tell u dat I'm not wounded, within my heart, I am. But I have God, who is mighty, to love, to save and so mighty to heal. It's not hard to forgive when there's Jesus that lives in you. It's because of him I just cry then think of everything as if I fell in the ground, wounded and he will always be ready to get me up &amp;amp; lovingly heal my wounds. To comfort me and make me strong of all my life's battle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was packed with my emotions lately. I'm crying every night,embracing my pillow &amp;amp; praying intimately. But each morning I open my eyes, i see every hope in my tears that when God gives you another day to live, there's always another hope to cope with. I believe God is just molding me into it's finest, to take another step of the stairs, another level of trust, faithfulness &amp;amp; maturity, of loving &amp;amp; knowing him. My smiles are the product of God's grace, of his indefatigable love, the love that has no limits &amp;amp; boundaries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He makes me take the negativity of one thing, positively. He turns my trials into triumph, he changes my weakness into strength. I would thank God forever, i won't regret anything when I've started to accept Jesus in my heart &amp;amp; decided to follow him. Because God uses even those circumstances in my life, to be the person that I am now. I love God, I love Jesus and the Holy Spirit. I'm happy. I'm healed. And I'm so blessed! I would forever celebrate that Christ was born within my heart.;) Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True Time published: 11:14pm, Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-2896055135853820707?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2896055135853820707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=2896055135853820707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/2896055135853820707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/2896055135853820707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/12/blessed-christmas.html' title='*A BLESSED CHRISTMAS*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R3ELmVcQfGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FcsDx63XB6c/s72-c/122520071396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-1181933073570083036</id><published>2007-12-24T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T06:59:06.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*1 HOUR AND 43 MINUTES BEFORE CHRISTMAS, I LOVE YOU JESUS CHRIST, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!;)*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_Hl1cQfDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/E0ImU410624/s1600-h/Image(1203).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147552351922453554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_Hl1cQfDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/E0ImU410624/s320/Image(1203).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_HcVcQfCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CKgbJabDcVs/s1600-h/Image(1201).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147552188713696290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_HcVcQfCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/CKgbJabDcVs/s320/Image(1201).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_HTFcQfBI/AAAAAAAAALw/QNmoazVACJg/s1600-h/Image(1199).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147552029799906322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_HTFcQfBI/AAAAAAAAALw/QNmoazVACJg/s320/Image(1199).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_HAFcQfAI/AAAAAAAAALo/vsTZ6BDT8aI/s1600-h/Image(1196).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147551703382391810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_HAFcQfAI/AAAAAAAAALo/vsTZ6BDT8aI/s320/Image(1196).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_GnFcQe_I/AAAAAAAAALg/LZcsx2pdPOI/s1600-h/Image(1195).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147551273885662194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_GnFcQe_I/AAAAAAAAALg/LZcsx2pdPOI/s320/Image(1195).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_GQVcQe-I/AAAAAAAAALY/WUx56dDJk8k/s1600-h/Image(1194).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147550883043638242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_GQVcQe-I/AAAAAAAAALY/WUx56dDJk8k/s320/Image(1194).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_F8lcQe9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/XvUxPp7gzD4/s1600-h/Image(1193).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147550543741221842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_F8lcQe9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/XvUxPp7gzD4/s320/Image(1193).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Gift for You:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just as you give gifts to your loved ones, God is offering you a gift as well: the gift of complete forgiveness, freedom from sin, and eternal life with Him in heaven. Just like you must accept a Christmas gift for it to be yours, you must accept God’s gift of salvation. Here is how you can accept this free gift this Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;1. God Loves You!The Bible says, "God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life"&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. All of us have done, said or thought things that are wrong. This is called sin, and our sins have separated us from God.&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says “All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” God is perfect and holy, and our sins separate us from God forever. The Bible says “The wages of sin is death.”The good news is that, about 2,000 years ago, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. God sent His only Son Jesus Christ to die for our sins.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is the Son of God. He lived a sinless life and then died on the cross to pay the penalty for our sins. “God demonstrates His own love for us in that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us.”Jesus rose from the dead and now He lives in heaven with God His Father. He offers us the gift of eternal life -- of living forever with Him in heaven if we accept Him as our Lord and Savior. Jesus said "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except by Me."God reaches out in love to you and wants you to be His child. "As many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe on His name." You can choose to ask Jesus Christ to forgive your sins and come in to your life as your Lord and Savior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. If you want to accept Christ, you can ask Him to be your Savior and Lord by praying a prayer like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lord Jesus, I believe you are the Son of God. Thank you for dying on the cross for my sins. Please forgive my sins and give me the gift of eternal life. I ask you in to my life and heart to be my Lord and Savior. I want to serve you always."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone! Godbless;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-1181933073570083036?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1181933073570083036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=1181933073570083036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1181933073570083036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1181933073570083036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/12/1-hour-and-43-minutes-before-christmas.html' title='*1 HOUR AND 43 MINUTES BEFORE CHRISTMAS, I LOVE YOU JESUS CHRIST, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!;)*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2_Hl1cQfDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/E0ImU410624/s72-c/Image(1203).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-7161862494886070503</id><published>2007-12-21T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:01:33.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I STILL SURVIVE, ALL BECAUSE OF HIM*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2vvPFcQe8I/AAAAAAAAALI/wrcDKoP_21Y/s1600-h/Image(949).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146470041638697922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2vvPFcQe8I/AAAAAAAAALI/wrcDKoP_21Y/s320/Image(949).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Date today is December 21, 2007. It feels so long when I last posted an entry on my blog. That was December 2, all about our Business Day. Since I started the Christmas Vacation, I’ve been through a lot of meetings, appointments, and tasks done and doing up to now. Musta nman un, Parang hindi rin nagbakasyon dba? Hm, that’s the reality of my life, of being a public servant. Almost everyday, I have an appointment, I mean, everyday. Yah, it is. My family, even my friends know that. I go in different places, doing lots of things, thinking about countless thoughts that are passing, and have to be on my mind. Left and right I hear various requests, advices, opinions, ideas and definitely, I sometimes don’t know what am I gonna do, where and whom I would listen. It’s never easy. You have to value these, those and all that. I’m truly bleeding in, and out. It pains me to think of many things, to shoulder loads of heaviness about the youth, my family, my friends and myself. Esp Youth of our church, Youth of our community. Plus thinking about my schooling, my ministry, my work, my responsibilities in SK PSC &amp;amp; SK Federation. Waaw. How was that?.. Sigh.. ;’C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s tiring, physically, mentally, socially &amp;amp; emotionally. Yet I thank God because there’s a certain piece in my life that I never get tired of. It’s to dwell on him whenever I feel upset, disappointed and fully stressed. My Spiritual life makes me well-built. GOD is the only reason why I go on, why I still do what I needed to, why I cry, laugh, dance, sing, and carry the burdens that I have. GOD is the only reason why I still want to live. I can’t see anything than the purposes that he wants me to fulfill. He still needs me, and the people he put in my life. I’m tired, but it’s God that I depend and hold on to. I can’t really imagine my world out of him. He is my everything, my all in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past days, I’ve been crying every night, when nobody sees me, I cry so hard. I pray &amp;amp; talk to God eagerly. I always want to be with him and tell him all that I’m feeling, the deepest need inside me. Nobody knows, even my very best friend. But God alone, he knows everything that I’ve been &amp;amp; I’m going through. That’s why, I love God. I love him dearly. He understands everything, and he is constantly loving me. He shows me mercy, generosity and not the very unfair scene that this world offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, it’s only four days to go before Christmas. I’ve received many gifts, from different places and people, but I don’t know yet what to give to the one who would celebrate his birth, who deserves a gift. It’s Jesus Christ’s day, his very special day. If I could give him the most expensive gift, I would, but he doesn’t need it. What he needs is his Lordship, as my friend’s dad shared to me last Christmas, Jesus wants his Lordship to be valued. To follow him as our Personal Lord in our lives. Hm, I take action, however I fail to do it at times. But by God’s grace, I’ve been through a lot of tests, course since I accepted &amp;amp; obeyed Jesus . The tests of obedience that bring forth blessings in my life, which is extremely, awfully, abundant. God has been so good, so wise of giving his only son Jesus, to rule our lives. If only we will let him. Hm, letting Jesus be your Personal Lord and Savior can’t compare anything in this world. Things will happen out of your expectation, more than you thought it will, more than you’ve ever imagined. His and his father’s love is limitless, unconditional &amp;amp; can’t be found anywhere else. Feel the spirit, this Christmas and don’t forget to thank the real reason for these seasons. ;) Merry Christmas &amp;amp; a Blessed New Year to all of you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Real time published- 12:43 am. Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-7161862494886070503?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7161862494886070503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=7161862494886070503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7161862494886070503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7161862494886070503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-because-of-his-grace-i-survive.html' title='*I STILL SURVIVE, ALL BECAUSE OF HIM*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R2vvPFcQe8I/AAAAAAAAALI/wrcDKoP_21Y/s72-c/Image(949).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-6294057154542443290</id><published>2007-12-02T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:25:01.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*BUSINESS DAY- NOV.29, 07*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OrLBDAmsI/AAAAAAAAALA/PufiI1u-4CU/s1600-R/DSC04254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139639805507836610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OrLBDAmsI/AAAAAAAAALA/B21D1f73Z_E/s320/DSC04254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OqpBDAmrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2Nl_dR_GH8I/s1600-R/DSC04265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139639221392284338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OqpBDAmrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gU2eorskUaQ/s320/DSC04265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OpwxDAmqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/86KOV6-FVMY/s1600-R/DSC04231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139638255024642722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OpwxDAmqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VT7gzvkynBE/s320/DSC04231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OniRDAmpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/WAQQAuNQ0gU/s1600-R/DSC04241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139635806893283986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OniRDAmpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8OVHkc6StD0/s320/DSC04241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OkcxDAmoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/UWpqiN_Sub4/s1600-R/DSC04222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139632413869120130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OkcxDAmoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/DW17QVtp9lI/s320/DSC04222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OjABDAmnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/i018slV1pkY/s1600-R/DSC04220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139630820436253298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OjABDAmnI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ImQdBbpP_TY/s320/DSC04220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can u see diz curly hair of a lady? lady guard nmen yan, knakausap nya si alex kng anu nangyyre, nsa likod nya ko tpos I decided to take a pic of the burning aircon, nagflash ung cam tumakbo si lady guard pababa ng hagdan ksma ung ibang classmates nmin. akla kng anung kumislap at sumabog. haha. lhat nagtwanan. nagulat nlng rin kme ng classmates ko kung bkit nagtakbuhan ung iba at si lady guard. Sori nman, d ko inexpect n gnun ang mgging reaction nyo,.;) pti ung mga tumakbo tnawanan dn srili nla, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This thing happened while we're having a quiz on Eco, rum 312.. Around 7am, pagtingin nmen sa aircon lumiliyab.. panic lht, sigawan, pabilisan ng pagtakbo. nangunguna si tope. hehe. paglabas nmen ng room sabay may sumabog buti sa loob lng ng rum, tapos umusok ng maitim na mabaho amoy bad toasted wire. pinatay ung apoy ng tutulog tulog na mga staff, nung wla ng apoy. haha. bad, dpat alert kau lge. eun. Tuloy prin ang quiz.. hmp. hehe then we went up to the nxtflr aftr quiz to watch the program.. masaya nman.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, Thank God wla nman nasaktan at ndi kumalat ang sunog. Di tlga nmen mlilimutan ung pagtakbo nla dhil lng sa flash ng cam,hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a hot, yet cold and fun fun business day;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-6294057154542443290?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6294057154542443290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=6294057154542443290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6294057154542443290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6294057154542443290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/12/business-day-nov29-07.html' title='*BUSINESS DAY- NOV.29, 07*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R1OrLBDAmsI/AAAAAAAAALA/B21D1f73Z_E/s72-c/DSC04254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-7515481555954411936</id><published>2007-11-23T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:00:42.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*THE JOURNEY OF FAITH*</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Lord had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people, and&lt;br /&gt;your father's household and go to the land I will show you." (Genesis 12:1)&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that the journey of faith is not such an easy to&lt;br /&gt;follow map. It is a one-step-at-a-time kind of experience. When God&lt;br /&gt;called Abraham to leave his hometown and follow Him, Abraham was&lt;br /&gt;given no map, no set of directions. He didn't even know his&lt;br /&gt;destination. God just said, "Get up and go to a land that I will show you."&lt;br /&gt;Abraham was expected to go where God led him, a step at a time, a day&lt;br /&gt;at a time. There were no guarantees that the journey would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;He had a lot of heartache along the way, his share of danger, and the&lt;br /&gt;painful introspection of living with postponed hopes.&lt;br /&gt;Yet he is living as a man of faith.&lt;br /&gt;God doesn't promise us a life of mountaintop experiences. There will&lt;br /&gt;be valleys to go through, too. Dark valleys. Disorienting valleys.&lt;br /&gt;Valleys of depression and despair. What He promises is not a road map&lt;br /&gt;that will give us a detour around those valleys, but that He will&lt;br /&gt;walk through those valleys with us.&lt;br /&gt;When we emerge from those experiences, we look back and realize that&lt;br /&gt;that's where the growth is. It isn't on the mountaintops, above the&lt;br /&gt;timberline; it's in the valleys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** DEAR LORD, You never promised me a rose garden; you never said&lt;br /&gt;that this world would be easy. But you have promised me that in times&lt;br /&gt;of joy and in times of difficulty you will always be with me. As I&lt;br /&gt;pass through the valley of adversity in my life, please grant me the&lt;br /&gt;faith and strength to face them. Take away all my fears, and let me&lt;br /&gt;just hold Your hand as I continue my journey of faith. Thank You, Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Iloveyou;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-7515481555954411936?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7515481555954411936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=7515481555954411936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7515481555954411936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7515481555954411936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/journey-of-faith.html' title='*THE JOURNEY OF FAITH*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-8386019525565122106</id><published>2007-11-21T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T05:45:49.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*EMERGENCY TELEPHONE NUMBERS*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;When –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sad, phone.................................................................................................John 14&lt;br /&gt;You have sinned, phone.......................................................................................................................Psalm 51&lt;br /&gt;You are facing danger, phone.......................................................................................................................Psalm 91&lt;br /&gt;People have failed you, phone...................................................................................................................... Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though God is far from you, phone....................................................Psalm 139&lt;br /&gt;Your faith needs stimulation, phone.......................................................................................................................Hebrews 11&lt;br /&gt;You are alone and scared, phone..........................................................................Psalm 23&lt;br /&gt;You are worried, phone.........................................................................................................................Matthew 8:19–34&lt;br /&gt;You are hurt and critical, phone.............................................................................1 Corinthians 13&lt;br /&gt;You wonder about Christianity, phone .............................................................2 Corinthians 5:15-18&lt;br /&gt;You feel like an outcast, phone................................................................................Romans 8:31-39&lt;br /&gt;You are seeking peace, phone................................................................................Matthew 11:25-30&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if the world is bigger than God, phone.......................................................Psalm 90&lt;br /&gt;You need Christ like insurance, phone....................................................................Romans 8:1-30&lt;br /&gt;You are leaving home for a trip, phone.................................................................... Psalm 121&lt;br /&gt;You are praying for yourself, phone............................................................................................................................Psalm 87&lt;br /&gt;You require courage for a task, phone.......................................................................... Joshua 1&lt;br /&gt;Inflation’s and investments are hogging your thoughts, phone.............................. Mark 10:17-31&lt;br /&gt;You are depressive, phone............................................................................................................................... Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;Your bank account is empty, phone............................................................................ Psalm 37&lt;br /&gt;You lose faith in mankind, phone................................................................................Corinthians13&lt;br /&gt;It looks like people are unfriendly, phone.......................................................................... John 15&lt;br /&gt;You are losing hope, phone........................................................................................................................... Psalm 126&lt;br /&gt;You feel the world is small compared to you, phone........................................................... Psalm 19&lt;br /&gt;You want to carry fruit, phone..................................................................................................................... John 15&lt;br /&gt;Paul’s secret for happiness, phone........................................................................ Colossians 3:12-17&lt;br /&gt;With big opportunity/discovery, phone................................................................................ Isaiah 55&lt;br /&gt;To get along with other people, phone............................................................................ Romans 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTERNATE NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;For dealing with fear, call....................................................................................................... Psalm 3:47&lt;br /&gt;For security, call......................................................................................................... Psalm 121:3&lt;br /&gt;For assurance, call............................................................................................................................................ Mark 8:35&lt;br /&gt;For reassurance, call..................................................................................................... Psalm 145:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ALL THESE NUMBERS MAY BE PHONED DIRECTLY.&lt;br /&gt;             NO OPERATOR ASSISTANCE IS NECESSARY.&lt;br /&gt;             ALL LINES TO HEAVEN ARE AVAILABLE 24 HOURS A DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed your soul.. You can call God anytime, unlimitedly ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True time published- 9:43pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-8386019525565122106?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8386019525565122106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=8386019525565122106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8386019525565122106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8386019525565122106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/emergency-telephone-numbers.html' title='*EMERGENCY TELEPHONE NUMBERS*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-1041851110365266711</id><published>2007-11-20T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T06:36:34.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*YOU ARE BLESSED*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you woke up this morning with more health than illness..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are more blessed than the million who will not survive this week.&lt;br /&gt;If you have never experienced the danger of battle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the loneliness of imprisonment, the agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are ahead of 500 million people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;If you have food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a roof overhead and a place to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are richer than 75% of this world.&lt;br /&gt;If you have money in the bank, in your wallet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and spare change in a dish someplace....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;If your parents are still alive and still married........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are very rare, even in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;If you hold up your head with a smile on your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and are truly thankful.....you are blessed because the majority can, but most do not.&lt;br /&gt;If you prayed yesterday and today........you are blessed because you believe God does hear and answer prayers.&lt;br /&gt;If you can read now, you are more blessed than over two billion people in the world that cannot read at all. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True time published:10:33pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-1041851110365266711?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1041851110365266711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=1041851110365266711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1041851110365266711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1041851110365266711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-are-blessed.html' title='*YOU ARE BLESSED*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-1476307264170072339</id><published>2007-11-19T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:08:32.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I CAN'T IMAGINE MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R0GcSx4JKDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/PlEvfNqn8HM/s1600-h/Eva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134556896619472946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R0GcSx4JKDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/PlEvfNqn8HM/s320/Eva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As long as stars shine down from heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the rivers run into the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Til the end of time forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You’re the only love I’ll need&lt;br /&gt;In my life you’re all that matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In my eyes the only truth I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When my hopes and dreams have shattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You’re the one that’s there for me&lt;br /&gt;When I found you I was blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I will never leave you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine me without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’d be lost and so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wouldn’t last a day, I’d be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Without you there to see me through&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, you know it’s just impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because of you, it’s all brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My life is now worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whileI can’t imagine me without you&lt;br /&gt;When you caught me I was falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You’re love lifted me back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was like you heard me calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you rush to set me free&lt;br /&gt;When I found you I was blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I will never leave you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;When I found you I was blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I will never leave you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need you oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't imagine me without you....^^.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- I was excused in my 12-4pm subjects cause I needed to attend a meeting for AlayLakad O7 for the SK Chairman.. My Profs gladly approved Mayor's letter.;) As I went there, I reallly didn't know anyone as my Co- Chairman, but there's this guy Raymond who approached me and asked my name.. We had short talks and afterwards, I knew that he is also a Born Again Christian.. Thank God, feel like I'm only at fellowship.. He is also a member of the music ministry, a Pastor's Kid and Sk Chairman at the same time. ;) We talk about the youth and our plans for them.. We both have the desire to reach out.. I believe God does not really make things accidentally, he always has a great purpose..;) Nice to know that I have the same spirit in my chairmanship..;) Then as people went inside the Conference Room, Sk Chairman from other Barangays approached me, asked for my name and contact number.. They were really nice.. I met Raymond, Bian, Abiel, Lloyd, Jem, Joan and her Secretaries Ate Ruby, Kuya Dave and the other guy that I can't remember the name.. hehe.. I have lots of thoughts that come in and out of my mind that's why I can't focus in memorizing their names.. but so nice meeting them..;) I also went to Mayor's Office to follow up my request in the approval of our venue for our Church Concert. Thank God again, being an Sk Chairman has really an advantage, I was able to be assessed easily;) My sitch nin also joined us, she waited for me while I'm having a meeting and right after our conference with Sir Denis, we all had dinner treat of Abiel, who's gonna be running as the Sk Chairman for the whole Sta. Rosa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner finished at around 8pm then I arrived home by 9 I think.. Then again another dinnner this coming Sat, weew..My sched is really hectic, I'm really having hard time to make decisions for an apointment.. I told them that I would just inform them if I can be there.. Yah, that's the scenerio of the day.. very stressful, busy, full of thoughts yet God keeps my heart healthy and blessed.. It's already late at night while I'm doing this, my mind can't even think well, but God makes it enough to function. He is my strength in the field of my ministries, studies and chairmanship.. In all areas, Everything in my life, HE is.. THE REAL SOURCE.. He renews my strength to face each new day.. He builds my goals and embraces my hopes and lovingly protects a heart that trusts.. God has a lot more to teach me, a lot more of showing his love for me.. HE IS MY ALL IN THIS LIFE, so the genuine message of this encounter is that, I can't really imagine my life without him.. really can't;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you always Lord..^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True time published- 10:21pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&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/6007815214967576948-1476307264170072339?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1476307264170072339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=1476307264170072339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1476307264170072339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1476307264170072339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-cant-imagine-my-life-without-you.html' title='*I CAN&apos;T IMAGINE MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R0GcSx4JKDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/PlEvfNqn8HM/s72-c/Eva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-887406211785862346</id><published>2007-11-18T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:58:09.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*AS THOUGH IT WAS YOUR LAST*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R0A-tx4JKBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IhkeuCjDGhA/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134172531406219282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R0A-tx4JKBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IhkeuCjDGhA/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; w/ my nephew jai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIEF OF ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Jaci Velasquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the winter chill has gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the springtime rivers rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the setting sun has disappeared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the moon is rising high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And time waits for no man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seasons come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the midst of an ever-changing world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is one thing I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You've got to live every moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as though it was your last,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;before the thief of always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;steals tomorrow from your grasp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the chance to know His love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;has somehow passed you by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let your heart reach out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for the Lord to touch your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before the trees have shedtheir autumn gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to leave the barest bark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the frost beneath our feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will sparkle brightlike crystals under the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And time waits for no man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seasons come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the midst of an ever-changing world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there is one thing I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REPEAT CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't ever doubt that God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can life us high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Allow the flame of heavento be our guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Early in the morning God woke me up with his sweet embrace.. Yes, another Sunday, another day to make up things and live for him.. As I sit with my churchmates inside the church, something really captured my heart, it's hearing the Thief of Always sang by Ate Noreen as her special number. It really made me cry.. Especially when I heard the message of the song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You've got to live your life, as though it was your last. Before the thief of always, steals tommorow from your grasp." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This has been a very blessed Sunday.. I'll continue sharing all those touching encounters I've faced for the whole day.. Yeah, live your life to the fullest with GOD. Always and Forever.. Live for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you w/ much love Lord, I love you mom and dad, kuya, sis in law, niece &amp;amp;nephew.. I love you titas and titos and cousins.. I love you churchmates, I love you bestfriends and friends.. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&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/6007815214967576948-887406211785862346?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/887406211785862346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=887406211785862346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/887406211785862346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/887406211785862346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/thief-of-always-jaci-velasquez-before.html' title='*AS THOUGH IT WAS YOUR LAST*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/R0A-tx4JKBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IhkeuCjDGhA/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-1635054750603746699</id><published>2007-11-17T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T07:59:37.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*YOU'LL FOREVER BE MY DAD AND KING*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rz8OcB4JKAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9o7urSVIRps/s1600-h/princess-in-training.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133837974928697346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rz8OcB4JKAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9o7urSVIRps/s320/princess-in-training.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sun light up my shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the darkness tries to follow me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The air that brings me life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I can breathe the love that's given to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make ev'rything good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ev'rything wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You grace my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And heaven fills my view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's forever sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make ev'rything pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ev'rything beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make me see the only thing that's true:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's You,It's You. Who makes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The waters of my sorrow part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And leads the gladness into my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who makesThe rivers run that wash away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And clean my soul to make a new start? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make ev'rything good,Ev'rything wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You grace my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And heaven fills my view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's forever sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make ev'rything pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ev'rything beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make me see the only thing that's true:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's You. You hung the moon;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You placed the stars that shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope all that I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will show reflections of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I do, all for You, shine Your love through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make ev'rything good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ev'rything wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You grace my days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And heaven fills my view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's forever sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make ev'rything pure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ev'rything beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You make me see the only thing that's true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's You, it's You, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're ev'rything pure and beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Yes Dearest Lord, I'd keep our covenant. You teach and train me everything.. Our words and promises will be planted in the deepest part of my heart.. I know that soon, it'll definitely happen, more than I've ever imagined. I place everything in your hands more gladly now.. I felt another stage of my faith and much hope has stepped into my life.;) My trust, heart,mind,soul and everything in me will be yours forever;) You will always have the first place in my heart. Always on top.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN THIS LIFE^^. YOU WILL BE THE RULER OF MY LIFE FOREVER.. ILOVEYOU LORD, SO MUCH.....^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True time published- 11:58pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-1635054750603746699?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1635054750603746699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=1635054750603746699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1635054750603746699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1635054750603746699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/youll-forever-be-my-dad-and-king.html' title='*YOU&apos;LL FOREVER BE MY DAD AND KING*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rz8OcB4JKAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/9o7urSVIRps/s72-c/princess-in-training.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-3488642121790602762</id><published>2007-11-16T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T07:07:18.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*ONE FRIDAY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rz2v_R4JJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HBdjKyDBpN8/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133452651937736690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rz2v_R4JJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HBdjKyDBpN8/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, I was late in my first sub.. Things appear bugged. It was my choice of course, I wanted to sleep more while rain was pouring heavily early morning around 5am, than to get up and prepare for school. I was late, because I made it; I didn’t make it well on the recitation, because I didn’t study my notes with intention. I’m not faultless, totally not perfect. Yeah, those are some of little rusty habits that vah usually does, that she can’t easily keep away from. Weew, I’m sorry Lord.. I’m dwelling again in my comfort zone..;) But I’ll always try not to, instead I’ll try to rebuff those ease chances, through you I know can ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, anyway awhile ago there is that something that lingers on mind, the unspoken words inside me. Our Prof in Logic said, GOD IS PERFECT, his question is “Who made GOD?” He answered his question, Nobody, but God alone. Not a Super God, Mega God, or Ultra God, not Even the God of all seasons. And slightly laughing of what he is telling, even mixing some green jokes. Honestly, I don’t want his way of teaching, sincerity is not so evident. So whenever we have discussions, I’m discouraged to participate, thoughts that behind those reasons can possibly be somewhat laughed at. I don’t know, correct me if I’m wrong, but I have been observing it more than twice. But I hope, he’ll teach more effectively as meetings go by. In my heart I know, nobody created God, because he is God. The creator of all things but not created. He is ever present, all knowing and all powerful! Or in other words like what he said, God is the uncaused cause. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are more explanations I found from Christian.net:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A number of skeptics ask this question. But God by definition is the uncreated creator of the universe, so the question Who created God? is illogical, just like To whom is the bachelor married?&lt;br /&gt;So a more sophisticated questioner might ask: If the universe needs a cause, then why doesn't God need a cause? And if God doesn't need a cause, why should the universe need a cause? In reply, Christians should use the following reasoning:&lt;br /&gt;Everything which has a beginning has a cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a id="f1" name="f1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christiananswers.net/q-aig/aig-c039.html#r1#r1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe has a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore the universe has a cause.&lt;br /&gt;Its important to stress the words in bold type. The universe requires a cause because it had a beginning, as will be shown below. God, unlike the universe, had no beginning, so doesn't need a cause. In addition, Einstein's general relativity, which has much experimental support, shows that time is linked to matter and space. So time itself would have begun along with matter and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since God, by definition, is the creator of the whole universe, he is the creator of time. Therefore He is not limited by the time dimension He created, so has no beginning in time God is the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christiananswers.net/bible/isa57.html#15"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isaiah 57:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;). Therefore He doesn't have a cause.&lt;br /&gt;In contrast, there is good evidence that the universe had a beginning. This can be shown from the Laws of Thermodynamics, the most fundamental laws of the physical sciences.&lt;br /&gt;1st Law: The total amount of mass-energy in the universe is constant.&lt;br /&gt;2nd Law: The amount of energy available for work is running out, or entropy is increasing to a maximum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If the total amount of mass-energy is limited, and the amount of usable energy is decreasing, then the universe cannot have existed forever, otherwise it would already have exhausted all usable energy the heat death of the universe. For example, all radioactive atoms would have decayed, every part of the universe would be the same temperature, and no further work would be possible.&lt;br /&gt;So the obvious corollary is that the universe began a finite time ago with a lot of usable energy, and is now running down.&lt;br /&gt;Now, what if the questioner accepts that the universe had a beginning, but not that it needs a cause? But it is self-evident that things that begin have a cause no-one really denies it in his heart. All science and history would collapse if this law of cause and effect were denied. So would all law enforcement, if the police didn't think they needed to find a cause for a stabbed body or a burgled house.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the universe cannot be self-caused nothing can create itself, because that would mean that it existed before it came into existence, which is a logical absurdity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IN SUMMARY&lt;br /&gt;* The universe (including time itself) can be shown to have had a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;* It is unreasonable to believe something could begin to exist without a cause.&lt;br /&gt;* The universe therefore requires a cause, just as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christiananswers.net/bible/gen1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Genesis 1:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christiananswers.net/bible/rom1.html#20"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Romans 1:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; teach.&lt;br /&gt;* God, as creator of time, is outside of time. Since therefore He has no beginning in time, He has always existed, so doesn't need a cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-I always thank God that each day of my life he makes me strong, helps me cling to the knowledgeable grounds and guides me in making wise decisions. He also teaches me to show humility, to bend myself, and to admit that at some instance, I do and get wrong. Even teaching me to forgive when someone impaired me. And the very important thing that I have to put on my mind, heart and soul, that he gives is that to have patience. To have it and to extend it with all my might all the time. Wherever I go and whatever I do. Even when my patience is going to run out, God talks to me and fill it all over again. ^^. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Really a very loving and patient GOD!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True time published: 10:53pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-3488642121790602762?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3488642121790602762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=3488642121790602762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3488642121790602762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3488642121790602762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-friday.html' title='*ONE FRIDAY*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rz2v_R4JJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HBdjKyDBpN8/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-4607541962890346222</id><published>2007-11-15T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T07:19:05.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*CONNECT THE STRINGS, IT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU WILL*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxVEB4JJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/PSMpyNpW9_E/s1600-h/DSC03535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133071203007277026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxVEB4JJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/PSMpyNpW9_E/s320/DSC03535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My bestfriend Mina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxUwB4JJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZbgqQnNtwhA/s1600-h/DSC03529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133070859409893330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxUwB4JJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZbgqQnNtwhA/s320/DSC03529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sitch Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxUTR4JJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Oh9M5MyIMg4/s1600-h/DSC03525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133070365488654274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxUTR4JJ8I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Oh9M5MyIMg4/s320/DSC03525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Choogie Say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxTsR4JJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_lnvrCQHCys/s1600-h/DSC03544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133069695473756082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxTsR4JJ7I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_lnvrCQHCys/s320/DSC03544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Choogie tope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxOGR4JJzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t2UI3WoLo24/s1600-h/DSC03532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133063545080588082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxOGR4JJzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/t2UI3WoLo24/s320/DSC03532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choogie Euri,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxNeB4JJyI/AAAAAAAAAII/iVgXssFTerY/s1600-h/DSC03542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133062853590853410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxNeB4JJyI/AAAAAAAAAII/iVgXssFTerY/s320/DSC03542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choogie allan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxMqx4JJxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QjybEnrsVm8/s1600-h/DSC03585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133061973122557714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxMqx4JJxI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QjybEnrsVm8/s320/DSC03585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxMLh4JJwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/M4jN5ozQkMs/s1600-h/DSC03586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133061436251645698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxMLh4JJwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/M4jN5ozQkMs/s320/DSC03586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss seeing us all complete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What’s the depiction for today? An early morning showered by raindrops ;) Yeah. A pair of shoes got soaked by water, a girl holding an umbrella which didn’t work in the midst of the heavy drizzle. At least I wasn’t late, that’s what I thank God. And yeah my day started well, prayer really works. I always begin and end my day with a prayer, I feel incomplete when I set myself in motion to see the new sun shining, or walking away from my bed without talking to the one I adore, no other than my God, my father in heaven that I dearly worship and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I also became emotional after school. I do miss my choogies so much. Whom my best friend and I used to be with before. It’s just happened that, Tope had a conflict or a mess to Say, Nin and Euri. And I, also my best friend Mina, even Allan chose to be at the middle. But of course as we go with Tope, the three would stay away just to be isolated from him. Although that’s the case and its how the story goes, I made it sure to tell the three that I heard both sides, I understand them and tope, that I understand all of them. I assured that nothing is to be heard from me no matter what the situation of our friendship will go, I’m really open to both side. Of course I was sad during those initial days that they quarrel, but I planned to keep myself quiet, to just let them think what they should really be doing. All I do is just to pray that somehow they’ll realize the value of the friendship that we all once had and cherished. Uh, it’s been quite a long time ago that we all sat, talked, laughed, cried, shared stories and jokes to each other completely. I can’t even remember when that last time was. ;( I miss them and I’ll never get tired to tell them that I’m always hoping for the wholeness and unity of choogies one of these days.. Still, I thank God that after all, my friendship with Nin, Say and Euri didn’t change; even I was not with them for quite a long time. I can always see that we’re all longing for each other when we look at each other’s eyes, especially when they hug and kiss me and tell me, “Pinagpalit nyo na ata kame, huhu, I miss you choogie.” Those kinds of lambingan, the way they get my attention.. hai miss them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always hope for their reconciliation, I know God will make a way. He will, if only we’re going to cooperate. Someday, everybody will pick the pieces and put them back in place. I know, God can heal all wounds and he can definitely restore everything. It's really a matter of choice ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent them a message just this afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear, funny, yet fascinating choogies ;) Yeah. You know that I miss you all so much.. I always wanted all of u to be reconciled. All d time I hope for it, but I don't know when or how, the only way I can think is that, we should learn to forgive when someone caused us pain. But I understand everybody's perspective, I understand all of u. Despite that, I'll never make a way to see the scenario of our friendship more chaotic, instead u can always hav me hir to tell u all, dat I always love to see us complete and united. I don’t know when things will be back on its place, but I want u to know that I do value the friendship that we once had, always. I’ll keep it in my compassion forever. Although we’re far literally, my hand is within reach. I’ll always be here for all of you. Same as before. Iloveyou all, Godbless;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nin replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi sitch.. amishoo so much.. hehe! an tagal na natin hindi ngsasama ih.. hai kakamiz na talaga.. dami na natin hindi napakukuwentuhan.. hmm, hindi man tayu lagi nagkakasama andito paren ako para sainyo.. prend nyo paren aku.. lahat naman tayo gustong mabuo ule an choogies, pero sa ngaun parang mejo mahirap na eh.. dami na z pinagbago.. haiz.. nakakalungkot man :c pero i hope n one tym e maaus n tau ule..masaya narin ako kahit papano na parang walang nagbago sa ating dalwa, sana lan magkasama ule tau..T.T mishoo so much.. ingat ka palagi sitch.. aylabyoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them haven’t read that message so I don’t know yet what they feel towards it.. But I do miss them so much and I always treasure all that we had. They are one of the precious gifts God has given me. I’ll always be here to share God’s warmth peace and love that he placed in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of you.. Hoping to see us all, completely.. I love you all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True time published- 9:25pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-4607541962890346222?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4607541962890346222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=4607541962890346222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/4607541962890346222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/4607541962890346222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-bestfriend-mina-my-sitch-nin-my.html' title='*CONNECT THE STRINGS, IT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU WILL*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzxVEB4JJ-I/AAAAAAAAAJk/PSMpyNpW9_E/s72-c/DSC03535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-4069514380622226893</id><published>2007-11-14T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T00:32:53.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*GOD IS MINDFUL OF US*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzrOa5IXWaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/k5vnJ589ir4/s1600-h/Hg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132641686749927842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzrOa5IXWaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/k5vnJ589ir4/s320/Hg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a mighty God we serve.. We should be anxious for nothing;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Philippians 4:6 Paul writes &lt;em&gt;"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great comfort to me to have God's word instruct me in this way. The very fact that I'm told by my heavenly Father to not be anxious is in itself reassuring. If the one who holds the universe in His hands, who causes the grass to grow, who knows when a single sparrow falls out of the sky, and who has the power to raise the dead from their graves tells me not to be anxious I believe I have cause to trust him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But bless God, he does not leave us with an instruction only, left to infer from it and his character that all will be well. No, he goes on to give us the reason for not being anxious, namely we have a God who hears our prayers, is interested in the details of our lives and answers our petitions according to his perfect will and our eternal good. The very reason we can obey this instruction is because we can pray to the God in heaven and that with thanksgiving.There is no reason to fear or doubt that our prayers will go unheeded. He has told us that he knows us and will never suffer our loss. Therefore, when we take our concerns to our loving eternal father we do so with a heart full of hope and gratefulness, knowing that he who cares for the lilies cares infinitely more for his children.;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE THINKS OF US ALWAYS, HE IS MINDFUL OF US.;)&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/6007815214967576948-4069514380622226893?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4069514380622226893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=4069514380622226893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/4069514380622226893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/4069514380622226893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/god-is-mindful-of-you_14.html' title='*GOD IS MINDFUL OF US*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzrOa5IXWaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/k5vnJ589ir4/s72-c/Hg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-1008104942993039708</id><published>2007-11-13T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T02:37:55.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I LIVE FOR YOUR GLORY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqnX5IXWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fqZRDc45NMI/s1600-h/hapi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132598754256836994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqnX5IXWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fqZRDc45NMI/s320/hapi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RznHJfOQfEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FCQBHksDsWw/s1600-h/Hg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Evermore my heart will say, above all, I live for your glory;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It’s the second day of the week, I’m flooded with many assignments. Urgh. I did all of them in school, with a span of only 6O minutes. Why didn’t I make it before I went to school? Nice question, only because I don’t know where to put my assignments, in a notebook or at the yellow paper. My classmates didn’t know it too. It’ll be a waste of time to do and write it uncertainly and just transfer it again. Those assignments are to be checked at 2pm in my logic sub and 3:30pm at my next sub, Phy Scie. Yeah, after our subject in Business Stat, at 12pm, I got missed calls and many text msgs from my mom, telling me that I need to go at Mayor’s Office at 1pm to have fitted my SK Chairman’s Uniform. Wah, goodness, I feel the pressure, I haven’t done my assignments even in Logic to think it is my 2pm subject. If I will go there I might arrived late in school because of a heavy traffic and can’t be able to do my assignments anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoo, I breathe deeply. Silently prayed in my heart and asked Lord to help me make it, as easy as it can be done that way. 30 min is just left to do my assignments because I must leave at school at 12:30pm. As I start doing, God willingly did too. He helped me. Ideas came to me continually and effectively, I was able to finish my essay in Logic for more than the required 300 words within 30 min. Our Prof told us to write our philosophy in life and there I put all that God has planted in my heart. I find myself blessed after reading what I wrote; it was another chance to share his word. Yeah, I was also able to finish my assignment in Phy Scie. Praise God! Then I bid my short goodbye to my best friend, because as I said I’m going to Mayor’s Office and be back right after. My best friend was still busy doing her assignment too, that’s why she wasn’t able to come with me, of course I understand. And that’s fine. There are really times that I must go all by myself, especially when I need to. So I went there all alone, alone with my God, when I’m going up stairs to the office I saw the ballot boxes and it caused a smile on my face realizing that the truth is really in evidence, I remembered how many times my name was called because of the ballots inside those boxes and appreciated the people who voted for me ;) (laughs) I even took a picture of those ballot boxes while I was walking. and I said silently: &lt;em&gt;"Lord, I am really here, not just a vision but a reality. The truth that I’m going to serve you and the public as well, the fact that I’m a part of those who serve my city is now embracing me more. I love you for that, I love you for everything.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And As I’m going back at school for my 2pm class, I’m happy and relaxed. No more feeling of being hurried up, no more assignments to do. And Yeah God is not through yet in making me smile, there was no traffic, so I arrived at school early. Yey, Great God! Very sweet and loving;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERMORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lost for words with all to say&lt;br /&gt;Lord you take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;Still my soul, my soul cries out&lt;br /&gt;for You are holy&lt;br /&gt;And as I look upon Your name&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances fade away&lt;br /&gt;Now Your glory steals my heart&lt;br /&gt;You are holyYou are holy&lt;br /&gt;You are holy Lord We say! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evermore my heart, my heart will say&lt;br /&gt;Above all, I live for Your glory&lt;br /&gt;And even if my world falls I will say&lt;br /&gt;Above all, I live for Your glory&lt;br /&gt;(I live for Your glory)&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat I, II and Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I'll say&lt;br /&gt;I'm living for Your name&lt;br /&gt;With all to give You praise&lt;br /&gt;We're living for Your glory Lord&lt;br /&gt;And evermore my heart, my heart will say&lt;br /&gt;Above all, I live for Your glory&lt;br /&gt;And even if my world falls I will say&lt;br /&gt;Above all, I live for Your glory!;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;True time published- 11:07pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&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/6007815214967576948-1008104942993039708?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1008104942993039708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=1008104942993039708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1008104942993039708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1008104942993039708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/reflection.html' title='*I LIVE FOR YOUR GLORY*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqnX5IXWYI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fqZRDc45NMI/s72-c/hapi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-5682639521587126757</id><published>2007-11-12T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T01:11:13.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*WITH ALL MY HEART*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhjLfOQfAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VzNRW9gPnlc/s1600-h/R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131960824399690754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhjLfOQfAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VzNRW9gPnlc/s320/R.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On school again, another Monday, another day and week to cope with. Yes, It’s all about trusting God, with all my heart. Since I started the class this sem, I really noticed something, somewhat I find to myself different. I improved. Yes I did. Before, I was not having my study habits, not even opening my notes when I’m at home. Good in recitations they say, but for me it was not that so well. But now I know, through God’s power and wisdom, I became better. I really praise him this much to point that all my heart and trust will be with him in the field of my studies. I was before a half-hearted student, half believing myself that I can do more, than the usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Improvement, I’ve realized is about believing yourself that you can make it, not with a half- heart but whole heartedly. And Of course, you can’t be able to succeed or go on each level without trusting God. He is wiser than you, than us and any other intelligent people. That’s the most important thing; trusting God with all your heart, and leaning not on your own understanding, definitely he will make your paths, your walks, straight ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True time published- 10:28, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-5682639521587126757?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5682639521587126757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=5682639521587126757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/5682639521587126757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/5682639521587126757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-great-day-ill-update-when-ill.html' title='*WITH ALL MY HEART*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhjLfOQfAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/VzNRW9gPnlc/s72-c/R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-5946912052849666611</id><published>2007-11-11T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:39:46.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*ALWAYS, REACHING FOR YOU*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHl5IXWXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C1BGE2jcW1A/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132563810402916722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHl5IXWXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C1BGE2jcW1A/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buti na lng, they provided a cap for me, ang inet. hehe. w/ Konsehala Necie and Konsehala Nene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHepIXWWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/h8l0uzBITyM/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132563685848865122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHepIXWWI/AAAAAAAAAHM/h8l0uzBITyM/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Motorcade.. w/ kuya wacky at the back ( our clown) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHWZIXWVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HbOt9jpHTHM/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132563544114944338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHWZIXWVI/AAAAAAAAAHE/HbOt9jpHTHM/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; w/ my councilors Maric &amp;amp; Lalein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHJJIXWUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3HzBS7U6m1A/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132563316481677634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHJJIXWUI/AAAAAAAAAG8/3HzBS7U6m1A/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ pizza hut after our Youth Fellowship;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, what is that all about today? Sigh.. I wasn’t able to attend the morning service, because we had a Thanksgiving Motorcade. And all winners are required. Yeah, a motorcade full of fun, under the sun;) We ride at a small truck, throwing candies, waving our hands and saying our thank you to people. I wasn’t present at the morning service but my thoughts are there. It was the motorcade that happened to be a way of bringing new souls again, because of that event; I was able to take my councilors together with me at the church.;) Yeah. We had our Youth Fellowship with them after that motorcade I invited them at our church, I thank God for that chance, to remind them that he is the source of everything and God deserves our humility and our gratitude for all he has done. After all, it’s God who has been on our side, the only one who gave us Victory;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I’m so blessed. I always thank God for every opportunity. I pray that our ministry will multiply by his power, I can visualize that there are many more young people that God will bring in his house through me. God is constantly enthusiastic to speak that way in my heart. As my goal always and it should be my goal forever. Yeah, my plans are directed by my Lord, he will take me and I’ll follow. I’ll never get tired of praying, that soon God, I and all of us will rejoice dancing with so much joy, by reaching many hearts and souls ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did you rise the sun for me?&lt;br /&gt;Or paint a million stars that I might I know your majesty&lt;br /&gt;Is your voice upon the wind?Is everything I’ve known marks with my makers fingerprints..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe on me, let me see your face.. Ever I will seek you..&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Cause all you are is all I want always..&lt;br /&gt;Draw me close in your arms.. Oh God..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you.. (Jesus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I feel you in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Abandon all I am to have you capture me again&lt;br /&gt;Let the earth resound with praise Can you hear his all creation lives to glorify one name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REACHING FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe the way&lt;br /&gt;Your love has got a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;Each morning I wake to find You near&lt;br /&gt;You lift me above my fears&lt;br /&gt;And set my feet on solid ground&lt;br /&gt;All of my days belong to You&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe in Your breath of life that fills my heart&lt;br /&gt;You are my all consuming fire&lt;br /&gt;I stand here before You&lt;br /&gt;In wide opened wonder&lt;br /&gt;Amazed at the glory of You&lt;br /&gt;The power of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Revealing Your purpose in me&lt;br /&gt;As I'm reaching for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah. I had another great day. I can always feel God's presence every single moment. Each morning I wake, I find him near;) He lifted me above my fears and set my feet on solid ground. He makes his love very evident!&lt;br /&gt;All of my days belong to him;)&lt;br /&gt;I love you love you LOrd.. (^^.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-5946912052849666611?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5946912052849666611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=5946912052849666611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/5946912052849666611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/5946912052849666611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-busy-so-ill-follow-up-diz-nxt-tym.html' title='*ALWAYS, REACHING FOR YOU*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzqHl5IXWXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/C1BGE2jcW1A/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-3327556187423829221</id><published>2007-11-10T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T06:06:44.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*DON'T GO FOR REHEARSAL WITHOUT FEEDING YOURSELF AND YOUR SOUL;)*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhZrfOQe_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/pX4KAWYfR8k/s1600-h/Image(845).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131950379039226866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhZrfOQe_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/pX4KAWYfR8k/s320/Image(845).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Yummmm... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhZkfOQe-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/JcBQUEdhoyY/s1600-h/Image(844).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131950258780142562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhZkfOQe-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/JcBQUEdhoyY/s320/Image(844).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing much for this day, than eating;) Yeah. We ate a lot of pansit, cookies, softdrinks, candies and of course ang ice cream na gusto nilang ubusin ko;) Weew, hehe. Masakit sa tyan actually. Trio pa. Although hindi ko naubos yung ice cream, until now I can still feel the over digestion. Ang dami ko nakain, kasi nga gusto ko tumaba, gusto nilang lahat tumaba ako.(Wish ko yan since birth. Haha). I won't lose hope. haha. Ayun, we stayed at the parking lot of our church, kumain muna ng marami bago sumabak sa practice. Hehe. I was with my cousins Jane and Jhen, and our churchmates Ate Eunice, Kuya Chad and Ate Chel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos un, nagpractice kame ng dance, interpretative dance for our concert. Kulang kami kanina, wala yung ibang participants but God’s grace for all of us was sufficient. Through him we were able to make momentous steps. Bukas ipopolish nalang;) Prayer of course, it works! Pray before you do anything and put in your heart that whatever you’ll do is for God. General cooperation and one in spirit, that’s what I saw during our practice. ;) Keep it up guys!;) Tom ule, after Sun Service, practice practice. Ayoko na mag ice cream ha, baka lagnatin na naman ako sa kakaubo. Hehe. I promise to be there after my Thanksgiving Motorcade. Pray for my councilors, I’ll bring them at our church;) Yeah, exciting. Thanks a lot guys, let’s always do our best for his glory. God deserves the best of our efforts!;) Concert is fast approaching there’s no other good idea than to prepare well. Let’s keep on helping each other. I always have great moments when we’re together. Nawawala pagod ko when I’m at church, singing, worshipping God with all of you.;) Take Care. Have a blessed Sunday to all of us tom. Keep praying, everything that we do for him is valued.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourself fully to the work of the Lord. Because you know that your labor in the Lord, is not in vain.”;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;True time published- 9:56pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-3327556187423829221?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3327556187423829221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=3327556187423829221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3327556187423829221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3327556187423829221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-go-for-rehearsal-without-feeding.html' title='*DON&apos;T GO FOR REHEARSAL WITHOUT FEEDING YOURSELF AND YOUR SOUL;)*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzhZrfOQe_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/pX4KAWYfR8k/s72-c/Image(845).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-4355353293929928982</id><published>2007-11-09T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:58:41.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I WILL LOVE YOU LORD, ETERNALLY.*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSRe_OQe9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sgeAYYNPq6M/s1600-h/atenor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130885837035174866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSRe_OQe9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sgeAYYNPq6M/s320/atenor.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My churchmate Ate Noreen, at Guadalajara Mexico watching a soccer game, Chivas vs.Anlante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you Ate.. HAppy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSRWPOQe8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9sW0TQCid8o/s1600-h/z7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130885686711319490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSRWPOQe8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9sW0TQCid8o/s320/z7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kuya Chad and I, Friend ng Brother ko, at d same time co- minister namen sa church;) Pareho sila ng Birthday ni Ate Noreen, today. So, Happy happy Birthday! God bless you both, keep loving and serving our Almighty God!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSPefOQe6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/td1eh7V1T5U/s1600-h/DSC02237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130883629421984674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSPefOQe6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/td1eh7V1T5U/s320/DSC02237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Until the sunset of my life, and my last breath, I'll be loving you Lord, eternally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, What can I say about the whole day? Stressful, tiring, a little bit sad. But God made it fine at the end of the day. We met new Profs, different subjects and various acquaintances. As days of school go on, I face lots of challenges and pressures. Loads of assignments, reports and lessons to comprehend. Those are not only the things that keep going to and fro in my mind. I also have lots of plans for our church, for our Youth Ministry but I don’t know how to make them be well thought-out properly. I don’t even know how and where to start. I also have of course the feeling of being pressed of the multitude. Only days to go, I’ll be taking over the position on the 1st day of December, being an Official Sangguniang Kabataan Chairman. People go to me as early as now, mostly young people, requesting and asking Volleyball and Basketball equipments, including the net and stuffs. It’s my responsibility of course to find a way and to plan for their needs and how to address those. I have to set up it as possible as I can to the moment when I hang on the position. That’s why I still consider planning before time to make request letters to the officials of higher position. I have to make letters for Mayor, City Councilors, eventually to the Congressman and Office of the Governor. Then in school, I have lots of assignments, reports, even much quizzes too, a lot of preparation for our upcoming church concert, whole day practices and more probability of thoughts to come. Yeah, these and those. Maybe, I’m often seen by some people relaxed, cool, nothing much to reflect or just like sitting back and chewing a gum. But that’s not my life, not a bed of roses. Authority indicates responsibility. Even without authority, we’re all not free to our obligations, then much more to those who have bigger tasks. Some people won’t like you especially when you make a mistake, just a single mistake, or that in their eyes you don’t make your role sufficiently. Even I haven’t experienced it again, I’m ready to that, and it is a factual part and a true scenario in our lives. Admit it. But it is God who makes me strong in and out, makes my heart braced and protected.&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired but I’m happy, I’m stressed but I’m delighted, I’m not at ease but I’m blessed. God gives me strength when I need it, making it new every moment like an eagle that soars day after day. He is the foundation of everything established in my heart. I prayed for these, the whole thing I’m going to face before I enter this ground. All these are parts of my expectations. More work, more responsibility, more test and more challenges. I’m not surprised; I can only feel it visibly. Thank God because I have him, he prepared my heart for all of these and promised that if will put me on a certain place, he will be with me, back to back, side by side and at every corner of my journey. To guide me every step of the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’m called for a purpose, to live for a cause. All my cries, sobs and sighs will be taken away by the gentle arms of my God. He is my comforter, my all in this life. HE WILL BE MY HOPE ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I will thank him in any state I am at, when God has called you to do something, at the end of it all you will realize that he is with you from the very start til the very end. He is the Alpha and Omega. The first and last. He’ll be with you forever;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a time of chatting with my friend this night, a hard to understand friend of mine. He is also a Christian. While our conversation goes serious, he pleaded me to see something on video to click then watch and listen to it very well, as I do I found myself a cry baby in seconds, I didn’t cry literally but I shouted and was really scared. Something appeared on the monitor that was really creepy. I don’t know if I’ll be angry on him or what. But I did express feelings of being mad then I just forget it. Again, I just extended my patience, (so many patience na to you. Ehe) He said, &lt;em&gt;“Peace, peace! Ice Breaker lang yon, serious ka kasi.”&lt;/em&gt; Then he continually showing me things he taught I’ve never seen like optical illusions, and that. Even something that really amazed me. Amazed us. A part of conversation I’ve said, &lt;em&gt;“I want to si Jesus n nga eh.”&lt;/em&gt; He stopped typing for more than 5minutes, stopped responsing to what I said then I sent him a Buzzer to wake him up and asked him if he is still there, he said immediately, &lt;em&gt;“Opo, may iniisip lang ako.”&lt;/em&gt; Hm, then I asked him about it, ayaw nya sabihin. I can feel inconvenience; I know there’s something not good on his mood. I can sense the burden but he never wanted to tell me anything that bothers him, not even once. Hai, I just felt a bit sadness about it because he still haven’t changed his way. He makes me clueless, almost everytime. Until I felt sleepy and finally said to him &lt;em&gt;“Goodnight na, take a rest and pray. Godbless.”&lt;/em&gt; He put something on my mind na naman to think about what is it. But all I do now is just to pray for it. God knows everything, all that we both are going through. I pray that sooner he will overcome his fear of sharing his thoughts to mine. Before I sleep I will leave you a wonderful message from God. Take Care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be strong and courageous, do not be terrified, do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you, wherever you go. Joshua 1:9;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Again to my dear churchmates. My Bro and Sis in Christ, Ate Noreen and Kuya Chad;) Happy Birthday to Both of you! God Bless!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True time published- 1:07am. Inaabot nq ng mdaling araw. Nov10 na. Gudmorning &amp;amp; Godbless for reading;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-4355353293929928982?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/4355353293929928982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=4355353293929928982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/4355353293929928982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/4355353293929928982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-will-love-you-lord-eternally.html' title='*I WILL LOVE YOU LORD, ETERNALLY.*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzSRe_OQe9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/sgeAYYNPq6M/s72-c/atenor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-8655036391484714761</id><published>2007-11-08T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T05:53:49.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*TOTALLY BACK TO SCHOOL*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were caught nagdadaldalan, hehe. Buti hindi kami pinagalitan and thank God we were able to recite at our PubSpea class;)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzLeiPOQe5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/1fjC6xDKT-c/s1600-h/ABCD0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130407605311667090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzLeiPOQe5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/1fjC6xDKT-c/s320/ABCD0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; my Bex, in Australia &amp;amp; Canada? hehe. At our classroom. But someday we'll get there.God's grace abounds!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hm, PecoMic was my first sub, mejo late ako. hehe. Buti kakadating lang ni mam nung dumating ako. Eun, review bout our past lessons sa PecoMac related kasi yon to our new sub now. As always, Mam Cabalsa our Prof, remains funny, jolly and get us through her jokes. Nakakatawa talaga un si Mam, although madami xa kwento, marami ka rin matututunan from her. We share big laughs during class but syempre you really have to pay attention during her discussion or else, hehe. Hm, She's one of those colossal challenges that I see at Perpetual. Basta minsan napapagalitan din ako ni mam, but I know para rin naman yun sakin, kaya I take it positively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sila ni Sir Dulfo, they are full of knowledge. Namiss ko tuloy si Sir, when my Bex and I ate at food plaza near school, treat nya kme. hehe. Tapos kasabay namin xa kmain, had some talks, laughs and advices. I'll never forget what he said to me bago pa ako manalo, that was last sem. Since he is a Law Prof, nabanggit ko ung rights ng youth and asked him what more can he share to me as a candidate and advancing on politics. He just told me habang kumakain kame &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Kayang kaya mo yan, ikaw pa. Magaling ka naman dyan sa explanation, pati sa written eh." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Wow, Glory to God. I never thought that Sir Dulfo still remembers my writings. First Year pa namin xa prof, I didn't have any idea that he likes my way of explaining, that my essays make his thumb up. Yeah yun si Sir! hehe. Kaso pag nakikita nya ko madalas nyang sabihin di ako tumataba. hehe. Nwei, those recollections encourage me a lot, gave me courage to continue being fond of writing, sharing and learning new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Also kanina, we had our Public Speaking Class where of course we're required to speak in English. We were told to share our dreams, plans and goals in the future. I was able to share only some because of the time allotted. But I have many dreams, too long to share. I'm going to write it down in my previous blog "WRITE DOWN YOUR DREAMS." I have lots of dreams, huge dreams for my life, great plans and constant goals connected to the direction, leading and provision of my Lord. By Faith in him and by working with my faith, All those things are possible. Remember that WE HAVE A VERY LOVING GOD, A GENEROUS FATHER. Giving all that his children need. Even at times, we don't deserve to have it, still he gives and that's one of the proofs of his gracious works. We just have to give him thanks in any situation of our lives, in anything that we have because he certainly has a purpose. We must use all that he has given us for multiplication and for his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never wanted us to suffer, to be harmed. But he always wants us to prosper. To have a future and a prosperous life. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful promise.. Just put your hope in him, after all it's about choice, so choose to follow and make your dreams with God!;) He is true to his promises, forever!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True time published- 6:01pm, dinner pa ko. Gudnyt nrn &amp;amp; God bless for reading;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&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/6007815214967576948-8655036391484714761?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8655036391484714761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=8655036391484714761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8655036391484714761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8655036391484714761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/totally-back-to-school.html' title='*TOTALLY BACK TO SCHOOL*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzLeiPOQe5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/1fjC6xDKT-c/s72-c/ABCD0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-3870229004967071701</id><published>2007-11-07T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T05:42:57.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I COULD SING OF YOUR LOVE*- By A Big Cute Boy Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess this is what I look like while watching that little boy. I mean big boy, yet cute. hehe. He sings very cool. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzG-A7iJuEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DMelqtQq09E/s1600-h/aw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130090373741918274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzG-A7iJuEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DMelqtQq09E/s320/aw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I COULD SING OF YOUR LOVE FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha. I really love singing this song. This song says so much of what I feel. I could sing of your love forever Lord! Yeah. Love it. And I loved it more when I saw the video of a big but cute young boy singing that song, in piano. He's name is Jason, with the energy of swaying, head banging and clapping. hehe. Lalo ako na inspire. Very nice and cute, from thechandra family;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halos buong araw kumakanta ko and spending time watching and singing with that little kid. I spend a lot of time in my computer finding the lyrics of my fave songs, watching their mtvs and sing. sing and sing. late n nga ako nakaligo eh, nalibang sa kaka kanta. hehe. Hm, be back at schooling na ule tom. So I should prepare, pray na and sleep. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and search for: i could sing of your love forever by thechandrafamily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYRICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the mountains and the sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your river runs with love for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I will open up my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And let the Healer set me free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy to be in the truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I will daily lift my hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For I will always sing of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Your love came down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could sing of Your love forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could sing of Your love forever &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could sing of Your love forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could sing of Your love forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And O I feel like dancing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's foolishness I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when the world has seen the light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They will dance with joyLike we're dancing now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True time published- 9:26pm, Tnx, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-3870229004967071701?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3870229004967071701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=3870229004967071701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3870229004967071701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3870229004967071701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-could-sing-of-your-love-cute-little.html' title='*I COULD SING OF YOUR LOVE*- By A Big Cute Boy Version'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzG-A7iJuEI/AAAAAAAAAFE/DMelqtQq09E/s72-c/aw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-958524861717166228</id><published>2007-11-06T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T05:55:25.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*REST, READ AND RELAX*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBjAbiJuDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lCLUMtzpiHA/s1600-h/b5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129708834617145394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBjAbiJuDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lCLUMtzpiHA/s320/b5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, Vah was sleeping all day. Hehe. Almost. ;) nagbabawi lng ako, I’ll be back to school n ule sa thursday. Ilang days nlng, sabak na ule sa kwaderno, pagsusulat, pagcocompute, pag iisip, pagmememorize. And syempre ang pinaka mahirap gawin, “Waking up early.” Hmp. Hehe. That’s why, I make use of the time for resting and relaxing habang pwede ko pang gawin. Masarap sa pakiramdam. I lay down on my bed while reading my current book. Choosing Wisely by Buddy Harrison, which I bought lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says that God never intended for us to operate on a hit or miss basis. He does not operate that way and he certainly does not expect us to manage our lives that way. You will learn the God inspired system for making right choices and how to overcome roadblocks set up to stop you from carrying out your decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I love that book. Although I haven’t finished it, it inspires me so much. By now I’m at page 27 palang, but I’m learning a lot from the thoughts and experiences;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“We know how special we are to God because He gave us freedom of choice… since God created us to make decisions, then we can be sure that He has also given us the proper way to make those decisions. He will show us what to do and give us the necessary steps that are involved.” – Buddy Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I continue reading, I will continue sharing about it as well. To be followed with my next blog entries.&lt;br /&gt;True time published: 8:42pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&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/6007815214967576948-958524861717166228?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/958524861717166228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=958524861717166228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/958524861717166228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/958524861717166228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/rest-read-and-relax.html' title='*REST, READ AND RELAX*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBjAbiJuDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/lCLUMtzpiHA/s72-c/b5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-6242455533571474905</id><published>2007-11-05T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:22:50.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*PROCLAMATION DAY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry_qe7iJt-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/O78zTOPvMdE/s1600-h/DSC03970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129576317696194530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry_qe7iJt-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/O78zTOPvMdE/s320/DSC03970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OCT30, 2007- 1:15PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO MY DEAREST GOD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS! Yes Lord, my victory is yours! All glory, thanks and highest praises are for you. I can’t boast about anything for myself, because apart from you, I can do nothing. But I will always recognize you and tell the world that YOU ARE MY GOD! POWERFUL AND MAGNIFICENT, that I CAN ONLY STAND BY YOU. Thank you for the people you used to help me get on this, thank you for the prayers you lovingly answered. Today, I’ve already been proclaimed as the new elected Sangguniang Kabataan Chairman. I never thought of myself being in politics, being involved to this kind of massive leadership. But I’ve gone this far all because of you. Lord, speak and work through me. My life is yours; I will be here, to submit myself for your plans. I thank you for everything, thank you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING IN ME IS YOURS! I LOVE YOU WITH ALL I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Princess,&lt;br /&gt;EVANGELINE GONZALES PEREZ&lt;br /&gt;TRULY YOURS, FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-6242455533571474905?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6242455533571474905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=6242455533571474905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6242455533571474905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6242455533571474905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/proclamation-day.html' title='*PROCLAMATION DAY*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry_qe7iJt-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/O78zTOPvMdE/s72-c/DSC03970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-9057397145885885978</id><published>2007-11-05T05:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:03:34.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*MY FIRST DAY OF 2NDYR-2ND SEM*AND ALL HAPPENINGS OF THE DAY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBIAriJuCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XgRfHFqyCaY/s1600-h/PIC_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129679152098162722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBIAriJuCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XgRfHFqyCaY/s320/PIC_0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; w/ my classmates, C2A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBDZriJuBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yH21buvEW5I/s1600-h/DSC03403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129674084036753426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBDZriJuBI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yH21buvEW5I/s320/DSC03403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Month ago w/ my Lolo, Peace. joke lng po. hehe. Me w/ Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBBqbiJt_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/5ObzXfFyxTY/s1600-h/t1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129672172776306674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBBqbiJt_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/5ObzXfFyxTY/s320/t1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taal Vista. I miss this place so much.&lt;br /&gt;November 5, 2007- monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke up late. Haha, I really don't feel going to school pa. Gusto ko pa magbakasyon, magpahinga, matulog. Knowing that every first day doesn't really matter. My class will start at 7am and I was still at our house during that time. hehe. Then when I'm going to school, nakasabay ko si Richard, one of my councilors. Back to school na rin sya. As you would expect, syempre ang aga aga may kakwentuhan na ko agad. hehe. We talk about everything that we all had during our campaign, nakakamiss na yung bonding moments, nung mga panahong sama sama kaming naglalakad, nagangampanya, nagtatawanan. Para kasi kaming magkakapatid. Ngaun kasi back to school na. We reminisce the times of our candidacy, na kahit natalo yung iba naming kasama, we'll still get connected to them. Same as before.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And when I arrived at Perpz, Mina, my bestfriend told me &lt;em&gt;"Bex, dito kami rum 312, wla pa si mam, yngt."&lt;/em&gt; I was really happy, no late no absent at my first day;) hehe. And when I entered the room, my classmates, as I’ve expected, said &lt;em&gt;“Wow Chairman, Vah congrats!blow out! Hehe”&lt;/em&gt; weew, I said thanks pero sa Christmas nalang ha.hehe ;) They asked me a lot about everything I’ve gone through, then we were all sharing are thoughts and have some laughs. At syempre, wala kme prof. Even our second sub, wala rin kaya me, my best friend &amp;amp; our friends went out to eat and planned not go back at school. Next week p daw kasi and start ng regular class. And so we ate all together, happily. Kring Real saw me nga pala, with Thea, Khai, and if I’m not mistaken the other girl’s name was Mela and they said &lt;em&gt;“Congrats Kring!”&lt;/em&gt; and had a short talk. Then while I’m eating w/ my companions, I’m thinking what to do next, I have plenty of time but I don’t want yet to go home. Then I remembered what I told to myself, “I’ll go to tagaytay anytime after election to have my quiet time there.” I planned it last Oct30 but it was the day of my proclamation kaya hindi natuloy ang pag punta ko dun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Jared texted me last night, nabanggit ko sa kanya un. Hindi ko naman daw sinabe na gusto ko pumunta dun. Haha. Sabe ko nga sa sarili ko lng un sinabe.(Jared’s one of the people na tuwang tuwa sa pagkapanalo ko, as in tuwang tuwa, answered prayer daw xa;) Then after eating, I’m waiting for Jared’s text if we’ll go there, tapos na ko kmain, mag internet at mag ikot ikot sa pav w/ my bex kaso la prin ung txt. So I planned to go home na and take a rest nalang. Then Jared’s text finally came nung nasa bahay n ko, naubusan ng load kaya hindi daw nakareply agad at may class pala ang lolo. Hehe. Sabe ko ok lng pero paulit ulit xa nag sorry. Ehe. Sabe nya kasi boss nya ko eh, he calls me Boss since we started being close. Kaya siguro sorry ng sorry, nahihiya sa boss. Hehe. Hm, I miss that person. I miss teasing him, calling him kulet, kabute, lolo, everything that will make him mad. Hehe. Palagi ko xa inaasar, pinipikon. Pero never xa nagalit sakin, ako p nga ang madals magalit. Peace. Hehe. At times pra kaming mga bata, pero syempre, serious pag serious. Maturity really matters for us syempre. Hm, Although dramatic ako kanina, I know naman you're just a text away, always. Tnx a lot Lo. I'll also be here to pray for you, that God will continually guide you in your ministry and your chosen field, to see you as one of the great lawyers someday.;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hm.. going back to one of my fave places.. Tagaytay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, I really miss going to tagaytay. I really wanted to go there kanina. I miss scenery, quiet place and the feeling of being relaxed. I want to spend some time there to pray. I don’t know when it’ll happen again, but I know, it will. What I have in mind now is to pray fervently for all of my days ahead, days of being a daughter of God, a minister, a student and the SK Chairman for three years. I know that God has a lot of blessings, joys and great moments stored for me. If only I would follow him every step of the way. By his grace, I would. Definetly, because I love him above all things. I won’t trade him for anything. I’d keep my eyes on my God. The one who knows all in this world, the author of everything and the one who can make my life worth living, rewarding, useful and be the channel of blessings. Yes, he is my God, the one I would forever love. Whom I’ll forever give my trust. He alone deserves everything in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And let us not become weary in well doing: for in the due season we shall reap, if we faint not. Galatians 6:9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Yeah, If in my heart I’m longing for something, God knows it. He will certainly give it in proper time. No wonder. God can do everything, more than we ever imagined. He knows everything you’re doing for him and he’ll surely bless those works. I can’t count the times that I’ve proven it, I can just always say that God is forever FAITHFUL, ALWAYS AND FOREVER. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;True time published: 9:48pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-9057397145885885978?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/9057397145885885978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=9057397145885885978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/9057397145885885978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/9057397145885885978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-first-day-2ndyr-2nd-semand-all.html' title='*MY FIRST DAY OF 2NDYR-2ND SEM*AND ALL HAPPENINGS OF THE DAY..'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RzBIAriJuCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/XgRfHFqyCaY/s72-c/PIC_0865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-3100363516030970510</id><published>2007-11-04T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T07:08:07.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*A VERY BLESSED SUNDAY*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7qvOQfDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qKUbZ0VT0uY/s1600-h/DSC01578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132339593270557746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7qvOQfDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qKUbZ0VT0uY/s320/DSC01578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       My Parents that I love so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7YfOQfCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-Kqb7c09ESk/s1600-h/Image(822).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132339279737945122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7YfOQfCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-Kqb7c09ESk/s320/Image(822).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           Mom went early sa church, kme ni kuya papunta palang, muntik na ma-late. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7P_OQfBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SBHOC8gb9MY/s1600-h/Image(825).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132339133709057042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7P_OQfBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/SBHOC8gb9MY/s320/Image(825).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        Half of Ate Chel's face. sayang ndi nahagip. Ate Noreen in white, fresh from Mexico. Thanks sa pasalubong huh. hehe, miz u po and Ate Malou on the other side. Luv u all!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, I was really blessed. The moment I opened my eyes, saw my mom and heard her saying &lt;em&gt;" Dapat my time kay Lord."&lt;/em&gt; Wow, I was teary eyed, my heart's really crying out for joy. It was a very long time that she last attended at the church, I mean, last last year. Last Christmas and only happened again last sunday, October 28 2007, one day before the election. And today November 4, the sunday after election SHE WAS STILL WITH US, IN LOVE to be with God. Although Mom didn't make it to be at the 7th as councilor, pang 9 xa. But we still praise God and trust him that he knows what's best. She became a councilor na before kaya happy kami sa kahit anong result because God has the best plans in our lives. And then she went at the church early with my aunts and with a friend that she invited, our neighbor. See? God's really working, she had even reach out for somebody. I saw her energy in praising and worshippping God, it really touches my heart, even while I'm sharing my testimony, also during the intercession with Kuya Nol, to the prayer and fasting moment, until after the service, even after our concert practice and while I'm typing these. I'm really really blessed! On its highest peak!!!;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nwei, my churchmate Ate Noreen is with us again, she's back, fresh from Mexico.. But sad, punta naman xa US by next week.. hmp. hehe. Sayang she can't be able to join us sa concert, gustong gusto nya ngae, kaya khit ndi xa mkkajoin, umaatend parin xa ng concert practice nmen. hehe. I miz u Ate Noreen! Stay nice &amp;amp; sweet;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hm, what more can I say about this wonderful Sunday? Well, yeah. As I know God deeply, he keeps on loving me extremely at the same time. There’s always something that he shows as I walk along my path with him. God again proved his mindfulness of me. He definitely showed that he hears my cries, pains and difficulties that I’ve come to face before, looking back last September 29, 2007, Saturday. My father was brought to the hospital early in the morning, even before that day we saw signs that he was not really feeling well and was not able to do something, even the simple one, like walking. He just lay down on bed; eat less for the whole consecutive days. He doesn’t want to be at the hospital, but eventually he admitted the need that he should really be confined. The doctor found a spot in his lungs and advised my father for a stay there, to be cured as early as it can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, Mom also stayed in the hospital to watch over my father, in 2 days and 2 nights. I was all alone with my cousin during those times. It was only few days but to the great extent, I missed them, a lot. I missed seeing there together watching a soap opera, hearing father’s voice of madness when mom gets excited and shout loudly about what they are watching, I missed their way of calling my name whenever it’s time to eat, their mode of scolding me when I lock the door of my room, and their naggings when I woke up very late. Yup, Crying was all I’ve done throughout that jiffy, during the time that they are far from me, longing for my loved ones, my family that I value so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I became cheerless, and starting to feel weak. But God has reminded me of so many things that I was able to overcome before, flashed back in my mind the heavy things I went through where I found myself stronger than I used to be. God jogged my memory that life here is not perfect, because we are still on earth and heaven is the only place of perfection. God doesn’t give a perfect life, but he wants us to have a perfect heart in an imperfect situation. He strengthened me, wiped my tears, reached my hand to get up and embraced me with his love. It was also Kuya who stood strongly and showed me courage in all that we’re facing. God has always been good to us, always present in our lives in ways we sometimes don’t see, but he is, present everywhere, for he is all-pervading, OMNIPRESENT! Powerful and all knowing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I’m really also thankful for my church mates who have been there on my side giving me comfort through their prayers. In every situation of my life they share the spirit of serving and touching lives. God taught me a lot of things, which I never taught I can pass that way of learning. It could be a painful approach, out of your comfort zone, but God promised that all things work together for the good of those who love him, written in Romans 8:28 and proved many times to the lovers of God and those who trust him. I also got more excitement and gladness hearing God’s promising word, that he is in control. That moment of my life when I’m in that trial, a speaker, Ate Lagie went to our church one Sunday, the second day of my father in hospital. It was that day September 30, 2007. I, my brother and his family were in our church hearing the word of God. I really feel blessed to that preaching, As if God talks to me personally through Ate Lagie. That if you face difficult trials and you think you can’t be able to overcome it, trust God, he is in control of everything. He put you there because he knows you can pass on it, you have a quality, and that’s why he qualified you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD DOESN’T WANT YOU TO LACK ANYTHING BECAUSE HE TESTS YOU TO BUILD YOUR CHARACTER, GIVE YOU TRIALS FOR YOU TO BE MATURE AND COMPLETE. Yes, I found that truth in his word. To rejoice in spite of everything;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;James 1:2-4&lt;br /&gt;Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And Now God faithfully answered my prayers. My father has recovered from his sickness, he now can stand and walk as he wants, and see the physical energy that he had lost and gained it another chance. He’s gonna be working again tomorrow. In parallel, my father is no longer intimate of abusing his health, his bad habits has finally been taken away. I really praise God for it! He is really our Jehovah Rapha, our great healer;) And it doesn’t only end at that, I said, God proved me on this chapter of my life how much he cares for my heart’s desires, for all I’ve always been praying. I’m really happy seeing mom together with us every Sunday. Mom, is now back again to church, giving back his time for our wonderful creator;) and Yeah, nothing is impossible with God that in time, we’ll go to church as a whole, together with our father;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every prayer has an answer, it could be Yes, No and the very thrilling part, nothing but to wait. God has always something to teach us in everything he does and gives to come our way. It’s about faithfulness, about trusting him in whatever situation we are in. He also wants us to always see the brighter side over the dark surface. Teaching us to see the negative of pictures how dim it seems but once a picture is developed, you will perceive its true paint, it’s true color, how attractive an image is after it has been developed in a dark room. Yeah. God is the God of brilliance, who made everything beautifully.;) The great healer, planner, teacher, comforter and all that you need in this life, HE IS THE ONE THAT WE EVER NEEDED, OUR GOD ALONE!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up on things you’ve prayed for, just remain faithful until the end. God hears, he cares so much!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True time published- 10:51pm, Gudnyt &amp;amp; Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-3100363516030970510?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3100363516030970510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=3100363516030970510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3100363516030970510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3100363516030970510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-blessed-sunday.html' title='*A VERY BLESSED SUNDAY*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzm7qvOQfDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qKUbZ0VT0uY/s72-c/DSC01578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-8848796362527601125</id><published>2007-11-04T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:55:44.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*BRINGING HOME THE BACON*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzp9eZIXWTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bYcBEG7sc2k/s1600-h/3r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132552686437620018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzp9eZIXWTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bYcBEG7sc2k/s320/3r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzp8-5IXWSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NsXYx2f71Lw/s1600-h/V0te.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132552145271740706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzp8-5IXWSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NsXYx2f71Lw/s320/V0te.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after voting, with an ink on my nail..;) having a rest at my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;October 29, 2007- 7:05PM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct29,2007 was the day of election. At around 4:42am, my mom woke me up and unexpectedly told me &lt;em&gt;"Pray tayo".&lt;/em&gt; I didn't let that moment pass by even I still feel sleepy. That's the very first time that we prayed together that early. I went to the comfort room first to fix myself and got ready sitting at my bed with mom. She requested me to lead the prayer and I surely did. The moment I closed my eyes,I really felt the intensity of my tears falling down. I can't help myself but to cry first before I speak. Then I saw mom doing the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re both crying for so much gratitude. We were really thankful that moment, for the opportunity God gave to both of us. It’s very emotional to know that after all that you’ve been through during your candidacy, the period of your campaigns, there is a GOD whom you can always call for you to have rest, the one who can turn your tired feet, head and body to strong and courageous ones. My mom &amp;amp; I have gone through a lot during our race; we often sleep late and wake up early. Walking a very long road, street and more than a hundred miles. It all flashed back in our minds, all the efforts that we did from the start and till the final day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we pray, I lead the prayer sincerely, I talk to God with all my heart’s content, all my heart wants to ask for my mom &amp;amp; I and all that I thank him for. I heard mom saying her heartfelt “&lt;em&gt;Yes Lord. Amen. Amen. Amen&lt;/em&gt;.” We prayed that win or lose; we will still love and praise him, that whatever happens we will always be grateful because he knows what’s best. (Just like the movie that we watched before, FACING THE GIANTS. That film was quoted for, &lt;em&gt;“If we win, we will praise him, if we lose, we still praise him!”&lt;/em&gt;) Yeah, remembering that film, I see myself very blessed. It helped me a lot during my encounters, during the battle. All the main characters have gone through, their lessons, trainings, preparations physically and spiritually. It was a realistic film, happens certainly in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it’s one of the moments I would forever treasure, my moment of prayer with my mom. It strengthened my role being her daughter and the daughter of God. It strengthened our souls and our relationship to each other and most importantly our relationship to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the time went so fast, the counting of votes started at 3pm. While it was going, I was at the house of my councilor Lalein. Then I asked Maric, also one of my councilors to go with me at the computer shop while waiting for the result. Then when we reached there, I received a text msg from Ate Eunice saying &lt;em&gt;“Eva may dalawang bumoto sayo nailagay ka sa councilor. Yung isang precint no.39 Eva- 7, Bono-9, Joannie-0. Sayang yung two votes.”&lt;/em&gt; Nanghinayang din ako but I released my thoughts by writing a comment on my friendster. Where I said and reminded myself that God won’t leave me. James 6:37;) My hope is in him, meron pang natitirang dalawang precinto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while, at 7:05pm my cousin Jhen, who was there since morning to watch my votes texted me and said, &lt;em&gt;“PRAISE GOD!”&lt;/em&gt; and even Nanay Lumeng, my councilor’s mom texted me &lt;em&gt;“ Eva, nay lumeng to. Panalo ka na! Ang laki ng lamang mo sa kalaban dun sa dalawang precinto!” &lt;/em&gt;Me, Maric, Lalein and her mom all together shouted, we were really all happy and went immediately at the school. When our supporters saw me they were all clapping, throwing the leaflets in the air and all yelling my name! When nanay lumeng saw me, she embraced me immediately and cried telling me that she’s really happy that I won. Even my Tita Leanor, crying and embracing me very tight. My cousins, councilors and all who were close to me did the same. Mom was calling that time and with so much joy I didn’t notice it. But she was the one I first told and called that I won. Mom was very happy! We were all happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double the happiness because people were saying that mom is at the 3rd place in the counting for Brgy. Councilors. Their counting was not yet finished but they said that my mom would surely win! With so much happiness, we went at our house walking. From Pulong Sta. Cruz Elem School up to our house. Ayaw nila sumakay, imagine Pavillion mall to Olivarez, ganon ata kalayo. I mean mas malayo p dun. When we we’re finally home I embraced mom very well, she was really happy. We ate a lot together, with my family, relatives, friends, councilors, supporters and all of them. Taking lots of pictures! That night was really worth remembering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got more than a hundred text messages and countless calls too. The wholeday, specially around 6pm til mid night. At exactly 7:05pm, I was confirmed the new SK Chairman. I really don’t know what to do, but to say THANK GOD! THANKS TO ALL OF YOU! and cry earnestly. They all greeted me even before the counting of votes and greeted me more after. It’s a very long scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR GOD, IS TRULY THE GOD OF VICTORY;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LUKE 1:37 NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ALL GLORY, THANKS AND PRAISES ARE YOURS!YOU ARE THE SOURCE OF ALL MY VICTORY! YOU ARE MY GOD. MY INFINITE TREASURE. MY WONDERFUL CREATOR. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH LORD, SO MUCH MORE!^^."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/6007815214967576948-8848796362527601125?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8848796362527601125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=8848796362527601125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8848796362527601125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8848796362527601125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/bringing-home-bacon.html' title='*BRINGING HOME THE BACON*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rzp9eZIXWTI/AAAAAAAAAG0/bYcBEG7sc2k/s72-c/3r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-8452422175236666702</id><published>2007-11-04T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:56:20.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*I'LL MAKE IT FOR YOU*</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128980777530931058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry3M17iJt3I/AAAAAAAAADc/eqBzWxt4uU4/s320/e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;October 27, 2007 – Meeting de Avance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wake up in the morning, my sis-in-law, ate Lori went to my room while I’m still resting &amp;amp; asked me why I didn’t go to their house last night for our brain storming, because I told her that we need to. It was for polishing my platform &amp;amp; how am I going to deliver the words, systematically and effectively for the meeting event. She’s always been one of my intellectual and spiritual advisers. I told her that I early fell asleep last night. By then, we shared some things about these and that till we went on the main topic. All about my platform. We shared ideas, visions and studied the processes on how we could make those plans be possibly done. It was really a meaty conversation; it enlarged my mind &amp;amp; challenged me being the SK Chairman Candidate. All day I was thinking what’s going to happen at 7pm onwards. I was redundantly telling God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I know I can make this, I know you’re there for me back to back, side by side. I know you won’t leave me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;At around 6pm, my sis-in-law and I talked a lot together, telling each other that I can make it, I just have to be natural and sincere in everything that I will say, just like the way I talk in the church, in our fellowship with my youth buddies. Naturally, I was nervous, knowing that it was my first time to do such things, to attend that kind of event. But I really thank God because he gave me the church, that stood as my training ground, blessed me and drenched me in ministries that I was able to exercise my confidence to get on stage and talk in front of the crowd, in front of many people. As I find my dress to wear, I saw the sticker inside my room on top of my mirror that read, “I won’t leave you. James 6:37.” I put it there last December 2006. It’s almost a year after. I seldom get the chance to read it, but it reminds me of so much comfort, faith and assurance. It reminds me that I’ve proven it doubtlessly, many times. That God never left my side, never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I’m dressed up, I prayed, talked to God alone in my room before I leave. When we get there at the venue with my councilors, I saw a lot of people. I felt my heart, beats so fast. After I take a sit, many where looking at me, specially the young people. It was a little bit grand entrance because I arrived there 5 minutes before they started the program. Some just stared and some just smiled. A group of young people on our left side called my attention; they were raising our tarpaulins and shouting “Sk!” it really made me feel warmly welcomed. I really didn’t expect that the basketball court will be so much crowded and when the emcee said that the first to speak will be the Brgy. Councilors, my nervousness declined. But I was thinking of my mom because she was not yet there while the program starts. She was still at our house and told me that she will just follow. I called her and sent her texts to come as fast as she could so she can get the chance to speak. Then after a while, I saw her sitting at our back then I felt comfortable. Thank God mom is there already. While the program continues, I’m searching where the other two SK Chairman Candidates are. I saw Joannie, but I didn’t see Aljavyes, also known as Bono. He was the one they say, a bit hard to compete, he is our Brgy. Captain’s nephew. I don’t know him well but he used to be my schoolmate at ECS, and I was at 4th yr high school the last time that I saw him. I don’t know why he wasn’t there. Then I got the idea that maybe; SK candidates are not included to speak. But no, I said silently, because we were told to come there, the coordinator invited us to tell what we have to as candidates. They said that the program will end at exactly 12:01 am. So need to hurry because candidates were plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Candidates for Brgy. Councilors and Brgy. Captains just finished announcing their platforms to the people. And it was our turn, but all were disappointed. The emcee was apologizing that SK Candidates are not included to speak because we were not able to make a covenant to the COMELEC. Most youth were shouting, even the elderly and many demanded for it. They told our Brgy. Captain and the announcer to let the SK candidates go on stage, speak and present their platform. Since the program just finished at around 11:30pm, they should make use of time for the Sangguniang Kabataan than to give an intermission number. But they allowed it to happen when many people were gone and went out of the court. We were really dismayed. First, it is their obligation to inform us that we need to make a covenant, second they announced to the public before that night that Sangguniang Kabataan should be there and share their plans as a candidate, third they gave the opportunity for intermission number rather than giving the SK Candidates the opportunity to voice out their opinions, plans and visions for the youth. I honestly felt sadness, to know that many young people went there, stayed and waited just to hear the side of the SK Chairman they were supporting. But I still thank God coz he has given me the chance to speak, although some of the youth were no longer inside the court. They encouraged me to go up in stage and speak, then I get there, hold the microphone and our supporters were shouting and clapping their hands, as I speak I said apologetically if the youth waited that long, but we will not waste their efforts! All were happy and yelling my name, although I wasn’t able to announce what I’m supposed to, I’m happy, at least I stood their and fought for our right. When I get down on stage they clapped again, embraced and told me that I’m already a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to cry that time, of course all glory and praises are for my dearest, for my God alone. He deserves it. All in me. When we’re finally home, what I did first is to pray, to thank God for everything. I said &lt;em&gt;“ Sorry Lord if I did something not pleasing to your sight, but I will fight for you, I’ll forever stand for you.”&lt;/em&gt; That night was really memorable, something I didn’t think I can do, something I’ve never done before. The first time I see myself a very brave one. Yeah, that’s all for my God. He deserves all the glory. Everything. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-8452422175236666702?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8452422175236666702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=8452422175236666702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8452422175236666702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8452422175236666702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/october-27-2007-meeting-de-avance-as-i.html' title='*I&apos;LL MAKE IT FOR YOU*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry3M17iJt3I/AAAAAAAAADc/eqBzWxt4uU4/s72-c/e8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-6225383472765069093</id><published>2007-11-01T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:54:54.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*WRITE, READ AND WORK FOR IT*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymYlriJt0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R1bzQ1NjJdU/s1600-h/DSC03903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127797423846569794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymYlriJt0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R1bzQ1NjJdU/s320/DSC03903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WRITE DOWN YOUR DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By writing down your dreams, you open yourself to life’s river of abundance. But when you read what you wrote down daily, you multiply the power of that river, ten fold.&lt;br /&gt;- Bo Sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped writing because of time insufficiency. But yeah, it’s one of the usual things I used to do. I write anything about God, his works, his love and everything he has given and doing in my life. Writing has always been one of my inclinations. I share all that makes me feel better to put on. I miss writing, I miss loading down my thoughts. Bo Sanchez, a Christian writer and a business man gave me more encouragement to write again, to write down my dreams. It is very encouraging. But of course, I make sure I would not write on my own, instead I cling to God, pray first and make him as my inspiration. That’s why for me, reading my writings is very much fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need to read what we’ve written? Simply because there’s a power, the power to do something about your dreams. As you read, you’ll always be reminded of what you’ve thought and what you would want to pursue. By that, you will be able to focus, and the law of focus states that, WHAT YOU FOCUS ON, GROWS.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can plan for our lives, we can choose a life that we want, but be sure to make those plans and choices with GOD. – Evangeline Gonzales Perez&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/6007815214967576948-6225383472765069093?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6225383472765069093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=6225383472765069093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6225383472765069093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6225383472765069093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/write-read-and-work-for-it.html' title='*WRITE, READ AND WORK FOR IT*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymYlriJt0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R1bzQ1NjJdU/s72-c/DSC03903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-8642133921451810966</id><published>2007-11-01T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T05:58:45.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*DURING OUR CAMPAIGN* A WEEK BEFORE ELECTION.</title><content type='html'>Still Go for campaign, even it's already late at night. Thanks guyz for everything.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymV_LiJtzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UC-8bNof_W8/s1600-h/DSC03959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127794563398350642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymV_LiJtzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UC-8bNof_W8/s320/DSC03959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymTj7iJtyI/AAAAAAAAACs/32vlx3Ei-cg/s1600-h/DSC03954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127791896223659810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymTj7iJtyI/AAAAAAAAACs/32vlx3Ei-cg/s320/DSC03954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fun pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymRiriJtxI/AAAAAAAAACk/G8FhkYGpl8s/s1600-h/DSC03950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127789675725567762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymRiriJtxI/AAAAAAAAACk/G8FhkYGpl8s/s320/DSC03950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We just saw them playing around. I said I wanted to take a pic w/ dem, then dey willingly did so. hehe, big cuties!;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymPubiJtwI/AAAAAAAAACc/YFUEgX_vR84/s1600-h/DSC03949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127787678565775106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymPubiJtwI/AAAAAAAAACc/YFUEgX_vR84/s320/DSC03949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look very tired here, walking a very long way. hehe, w/ ate kaye;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymOw7iJtvI/AAAAAAAAACU/sEH2on2fiEM/s1600-h/DSC03945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127786622003820274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymOw7iJtvI/AAAAAAAAACU/sEH2on2fiEM/s320/DSC03945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let's rest for awhile, my right foot's aching.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymMpbiJtuI/AAAAAAAAACM/PBFx82fPHtg/s1600-h/DSC03946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127784294131545826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymMpbiJtuI/AAAAAAAAACM/PBFx82fPHtg/s320/DSC03946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my councilors and I, w/ tito efren and ate nene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymJaLiJtsI/AAAAAAAAACA/ea9Des9IEGw/s1600-h/DSC03887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127780733603657410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymJaLiJtsI/AAAAAAAAACA/ea9Des9IEGw/s320/DSC03887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; under the sun, w/ morine, maric, me, lalein, and ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymG3LiJtqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/beFbPshjbwo/s1600-h/DSC03870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127777933284980386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymG3LiJtqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/beFbPshjbwo/s320/DSC03870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My councilors and I, w/ my mom.. in front of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-8642133921451810966?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/8642133921451810966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=8642133921451810966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8642133921451810966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/8642133921451810966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/during-our-campaign.html' title='*DURING OUR CAMPAIGN* A WEEK BEFORE ELECTION.'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymV_LiJtzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UC-8bNof_W8/s72-c/DSC03959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-7878354368638110312</id><published>2007-11-01T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:54:23.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymDeLiJtpI/AAAAAAAAABs/_yLP7wDzks4/s1600-h/DSC03879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127774205253367442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymDeLiJtpI/AAAAAAAAABs/_yLP7wDzks4/s320/DSC03879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my councilors, I thank God for having all of u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymBkbiJtoI/AAAAAAAAABk/oHYY6xrAPsY/s1600-h/DSC03890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127772113604294274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymBkbiJtoI/AAAAAAAAABk/oHYY6xrAPsY/s320/DSC03890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Come on now&lt;br /&gt;We live in a dream&lt;br /&gt;If we really think&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright (yea)&lt;br /&gt;This world is in needCrying out to be freed&lt;br /&gt;We gotta shed some light (oh)&lt;br /&gt;Teach the world to smile&lt;br /&gt;And hear the angels sing&lt;br /&gt;Feel the breath of God&lt;br /&gt;And the power it brings&lt;br /&gt;It's time to come together, you and I&lt;br /&gt;And share the love of Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;We can make a difference&lt;br /&gt;We can make a change&lt;br /&gt;We can make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;We can make a difference&lt;br /&gt;We can make a change&lt;br /&gt;We can make the sun shine through the rain&lt;br /&gt;(Shine on through the rain)Do, do, do, do, doDo, do, do, do, do,&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do you know a man&lt;br /&gt;Who's needing a hand?Don't ya walk on by (oh)&lt;br /&gt;A sister is sad&lt;br /&gt;Lost all that she had&lt;br /&gt;We gotta take the time (oh)&lt;br /&gt;Look around your worldIt will testify&lt;br /&gt;Some have empty hearts&lt;br /&gt;Some have hungry eyes&lt;br /&gt;God can heal the suffering through our hands&lt;br /&gt;Find compassion, take a stand&lt;br /&gt;ChorusDo, do, do, do, doDo, do, do, do, do,&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Teach the world to smile&lt;br /&gt;And hear the angels singFeel the breath of God&lt;br /&gt;And the power it brings&lt;br /&gt;It's time to come together, you and I&lt;br /&gt;And share the love of Jesus Christ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-7878354368638110312?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7878354368638110312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=7878354368638110312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7878354368638110312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7878354368638110312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/with-my-councilors-i-thank-god-for.html' title='*WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RymDeLiJtpI/AAAAAAAAABs/_yLP7wDzks4/s72-c/DSC03879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-7839044902494734752</id><published>2007-11-01T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:06:16.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*PAIN IS A BLESSING*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*PAIN HAS SOMETHING TO BUILD YOUR CHARACTER*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ryl8iriJtlI/AAAAAAAAABM/DfcTZxaNVWo/s1600-h/e3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127766585981384274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ryl8iriJtlI/AAAAAAAAABM/DfcTZxaNVWo/s320/e3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let God be the driver of your life.. He knows the proper route..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Loving, on your own will, on your own choice, on your own understanding, is tiring. It only gives you pain, only makes you shed tears, and see yourself a martyr and frail in the end. Yeah, that’s all I’ve concluded seeing myself before. I have loved someone; that, I must not love at all. I say this not because, he is of no value, or not commendable to be loved. But simply because, he was not right for me, not the one that my God definitely wants for me. I was in High school during that time; it was not easy, so hard, and stiff to take the risk. Knowing the possibility that you could be hurt, you could be ignored. He is not totally committed to God, but still I did, I loved him. It went good between us at first, feels right, it made me happy, but it didn’t last. We’ve only been together for a moment, for only months. Every time things were not going well on us, all I do is just to cry alone, looking my pillow soaked with tears, and crying until I fell asleep. I always forgive him when he causes me pain, even though I was hurting deeply, I still forgive and accept him again when he apologized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was not other girl involved, it didn’t come to that point, because he was honest and I know it. But because of distance, we got separated. He was not making a way for us to see each other, he doesn’t even send me a txt, an email or any way that can make us talk seriously. He only did again after a month and told me that life in College is busy, and many more reasons. Yet, I did understand and forgive. As time passed, he makes me overlooked, forlorn, and bleak. In other words, the efforts I was doing for him were unseen and at the same, I didn’t see efforts on his part. Those truths one day, knocked my head, and chased my heart, crying to the Lord. Where I prayed and talk to him this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Lord, I’m so sorry. I became hard headed, I didn’t listen, and I made my own way. I’m sorry that I hurt you. From this day on, I’d help myself overcome all these things and I can only do it with you. I’m tired of seeing myself being hurt. Lord, have your way, I’ll wait. I’d submit to your plans. I’m here broken, and asking you to make me whole again. I would live for you and spend time focusing on what you want me to do. I promise to take care of myself for you and for the one that you would give me in proper time. My heart is now entirely yours, all my life. If he is not for me, then be it. I would trust you forever that you know what’s best. Thank you very much Lord in making this, a way for me to learn, to tell that you love me dearly, I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It was the beginning of maturity, when I was hurt. God had taught me that pain has always an accurate purpose. That it is something we don’t want to undergo, we ignore and let it pass, but behind it, is a huge and wonderful blessing. We just have to look at the positive side. It could be the turning point of your life where you could know him as its finest, at a very personal way. You just have to listen, to surrender and admit to yourself that you can never do anything alone effectively, all on your own. Because you need the Lord, you need him most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot from that episode of my life. I learned to value myself, especially the love that God is generously giving me. I cherished him more and the most significant thing is, I learned to obey and trust him, took away the doubts that I once had. And I very well understood the importance why your partner should be a Christian, a follower of Christ, a fully surrendered one. God wants someone for you that could love him, more than he will for you. Someone he knows could love and take good care of you, like how a person is protecting a precious gift given by the one he loves. I hope you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need to hurry, you are very special. God has his own way of telling you when, he has the perfect timing. If you still study and you have something more to prioritize, make it first and put God on top. He alone deserves your commitment, your time and your love. HE KNOWS EVERYTHING, EVEN THE DEEPEST PART OF YOUR HEART. TRUST AND OBEY HIM, SEEK AND KNOW HIM MORE AND HE WILL LOVINGLY GIVE YOU THE BEST.^^. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT SEEK YE FIRST THE KINGDOM OF GOD AND HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS; AND ALL THESE THINGS SHALL BE ADDED UNTO YOU. MATTHEW 6:33&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/6007815214967576948-7839044902494734752?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/7839044902494734752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=7839044902494734752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7839044902494734752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/7839044902494734752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/11/pain-is-blessing.html' title='*PAIN IS A BLESSING*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ryl8iriJtlI/AAAAAAAAABM/DfcTZxaNVWo/s72-c/e3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-3250525388432497719</id><published>2007-10-07T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:50:53.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*MY SONG OF COVENANT*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rwm9om4ClmI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZGE2XjqfTIY/s1600-h/ahjaci.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118830956811294306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rwm9om4ClmI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZGE2XjqfTIY/s320/ahjaci.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I Promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, You know my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And all my desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the secret things I'll never tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lord, You know them well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I may be young,I see and understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That at times, like sheep, we go astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And things get out of hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I promise to be true to You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To live my life in purity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As unto You, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;waiting for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I hear You say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Here is the one I have created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Until then, O LordI will be content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Knowing that true love will come someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It will only come from You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'Cause I have seen the suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That loneliness can cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we choose to give our love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Without a righteous cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I promise to be true to You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To live my life in purity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As unto You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;waiting for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I hear You say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Here is the one I have created Just for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- The words in this song are very emotional, and inspirational at the same time. When I first heard this, it really inspired me and felt that I'm blessed. Knowing that in your life, you've come to pass things that someone, knows it all. No other, than God. He knows your pains, hurts and cries. He knows everything you've been through, going through and things you're going ahead of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-3250525388432497719?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/3250525388432497719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=3250525388432497719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3250525388432497719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/3250525388432497719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-song-of-covenant.html' title='*MY SONG OF COVENANT*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rwm9om4ClmI/AAAAAAAAABE/ZGE2XjqfTIY/s72-c/ahjaci.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-1069723089240470731</id><published>2007-10-07T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:50:23.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*IT TOUCHED MY HEART*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128589759413335890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RyxpNriJt1I/AAAAAAAAADE/CmFkuvedjbU/s320/e4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rwm7OG4CllI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7QoVU1tIDyY/s1600-h/g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118828302521505362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Rwm7OG4CllI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7QoVU1tIDyY/s320/g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE GIFT - A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted. As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible? and stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible. Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things. When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. His father had carefully underlined a verse: Matt 7:11, "And if ye, being evil know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more shall your Heavenly father which is in heaven, give to those who ask Him?" As he read those words, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words... PAID IN FULL. &gt; How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? I trust you enjoyed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When I've read this, I've come to think of the many blessings that God has given and done for me. It made me appreciate everything I 've had and have, felt sorry for the times that i didn't knw, I've been quitely, a complainer when things seem not well. But God has made me realize and taught more in me. Above all I really appreciate God in my life. How generous and loving father he is, IT REALLY TOUCHED MY HEART. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also reminded me of my mom today. Because today is her birthday, when I woke up I gave her a gift, a pair of silver earrings. Simple, not that expensive, yet it's from my heart. And she made me happy, seeing how much she appreciates it. My tatay, kuya and I loves her so much. We love you mom. God bless you more, and our family**, mwuah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-THE GIFT- I read this story from one of the articles of Bo Sanchez. Thanks for reading. Godbless.&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/6007815214967576948-1069723089240470731?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/1069723089240470731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=1069723089240470731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1069723089240470731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/1069723089240470731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-touched-my-heart.html' title='*IT TOUCHED MY HEART*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RyxpNriJt1I/AAAAAAAAADE/CmFkuvedjbU/s72-c/e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-5619251545503275969</id><published>2007-08-09T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:02:13.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*MORE ABOUT ME*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry_mWbiJt9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/t-wZQeYTstw/s1600-h/mine2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129571773620795346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry_mWbiJt9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/t-wZQeYTstw/s320/mine2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A servant, whose heart is set to follow God. I love dancing, singing, acting, writing, teaching, praising, worshipping and doing everything for the Lord. Gusto ko iglorify si Lord through demonstrating all that he has given me. I want to make the best of every opportunity. I would forever want to be blessed and be a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm sabe nung iba, suplada daw ako, snobbish. Pero sa church hindi, it convicts me. I don’t want to let go of any soul na I don’t get the chance to say” hi!” or kahit kamayan lng sila, nabebless ako everytym I see people in the church, I have no reason to be suplada. I show what’s inside me, hindi ko ugaling lokohin ang sarili ko. Pero out of the church, I often misunderstood as a snob. Hindi kc ako environment friendly, sanay ako outside the world na ako ung unang pinapansin then afterwards I would show the real me, then eventually, they would accept me just the way I am. I don’t let myself be influenced by anything ungodly. Instead, I influence anybody of much goodness God has done in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weakness ko dati, naninigaw ako pag nagagalit. I really do shout when I’m angry. Straight at the person’s face, napaka impatient ko, nagger. Ayoko din dati nung palagi akong kinukulet, kasi pinapahiya ko talaga yung tao. But now I have learned to extend my patience, naging understanding na ako kahit paano. And I’ve changed the way I release my anger. Pag nagagalit ako, I talk less, hindi na ako naninigaw. I don’t want to talk much when I’m mad coz I might say things I didn’t mean to say. Pero pag galit ako, I don’t pretend that I’m not mad. Tpos pag kalmado na ko, I cry it out, pray and forgive afterwards wala ng galit, then I would talk to the person and be honest about what I feel coz it gives me emotional healing. Then right away, I would be flooded with peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag may naiinggit saken, sinisiraan ako kahit kanino. All I do is to pray for that person, hindi ako gumaganti. I just leave everything to God. And when my friends once knew that someone is bugging me, I can’t do anything to stop my friends kasi sila yung gumaganti para sakin. Pinagtatanggol nila ako. I learned to show humility whenever it happens and leave it up to him. Kahit ginawan ako ng hindi maganda, I forgive, because I have God and it’s easy. Pero yung tiwala dun sa taong un, will no longer be like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating sa family ko, anu ba? Wala akong maisip eh, hehe. Hm, yung parents ko strict. Sobra, kahit kanino mo pa itanong. Minsan nasasakal na ko, but it’s God who makes me understand them. Kahit college na ako kailangan may curfew parin and , indi pa sila ready sa fact na sooner or later someone would visit me sa house and, court me. Minsan nga may pumunta sa bahay ayun binibiro biro nila ko pero deep inside, ayaw pa talga nila ko magboyfriend. They just know I won’t disappoint them kaya binibiro nila ako. Although mahirap un sa part ko, I will keep my words alive to God and my parents and to all of u na hindi ako magbbf. Not now, not while I’m studying. Mag aaral muna ko;) God has his own way and has his on time to reveal the right person for me. And when it happens, everything will be legal and everything between us will be a blessing to everyone. Anyway, before this description of mine ends, I’m obviously fond of writing and making stuffs like this. The Apt description is, I’m totally nothing without Christ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-5619251545503275969?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/5619251545503275969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=5619251545503275969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/5619251545503275969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/5619251545503275969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/08/more-about-me.html' title='*MORE ABOUT ME*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/Ry_mWbiJt9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/t-wZQeYTstw/s72-c/mine2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-6305968575182404709</id><published>2007-08-09T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:31:06.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*MY EXISTENCE IS FOR THE LORD*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrrWFD_jr5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/e0sAuNMYVhs/s1600-h/E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096621310782713746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrrWFD_jr5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/e0sAuNMYVhs/s320/E2.jpg" width="80" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There’s no precise description about me than being nothing without Christ. I would be gone astray if I didn’t have him. When I was young, a lot of uncertainty was on my mind, the whole thing about the world. I actually didn’t know the reason for living, why some people live then die. I remain disputed, thinking of much vague ideas. Although my eyes as a child were exposed in a Christian world because of my mom and brother, I still haven’t known my life’s purpose. But this is one of the things that I’m so thankful, I have known God at early age. Even though my father hasn’t accepted him yet, I would never mislay hope to pray and believe that he will be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my childish stage, I’ve come to understand anything about God gradually, because I don’t go at church on a regular basis. I thought playing is what I would always want to do. As you would expect, child loves spending time to have fun. Until I feel I want to do enormous and of note in my existence. The satisfaction in my life started when I was saved, the moment that I made Christ not only my Savior, but also my Lord. I was 15 when I have been strong-willed to obey him, to take action in his calling, to serve him, for the reason that I can’t resist his overwhelming love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, I started to do what he has set for me, and I find it fulfilling when I make use of my time for him. Since I was called to dance, I committed myself to be in the tambourine ministry. And it is awe-inspiring to know that God doesn’t ask for us to remain at one place. He has proven me that through him I can do more than dancing, by his power; I am being used for singing now, an emcee and a VJCF Youth Coordinator. I give him back all the praises and glory; it’s by his grace I can stand. Doing all you have for the Lord is very much rewarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-6305968575182404709?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/6305968575182404709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=6305968575182404709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6305968575182404709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/6305968575182404709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-existence-is-for-lord.html' title='*MY EXISTENCE IS FOR THE LORD*'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrrWFD_jr5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/e0sAuNMYVhs/s72-c/E2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6007815214967576948.post-2850383953905608347</id><published>2007-08-08T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:46:13.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast.class.blog'/><title type='text'>just to start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrqNzz_jr4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wtgj41sq--M/s1600-h/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096541849592770434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrqNzz_jr4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wtgj41sq--M/s320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrqMLz_jr3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IHkKCqPFxy0/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yeah. i decided to make this blog. Which I didn't plan to do now. But i feel like doing just to see if it works. haha. I left my writings at my room and i don't know what significant things i'd tell you. Maybe next time. Godbless;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6007815214967576948-2850383953905608347?l=vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/feeds/2850383953905608347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6007815214967576948&amp;postID=2850383953905608347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/2850383953905608347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6007815214967576948/posts/default/2850383953905608347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vahgonzalesperez.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-to-start.html' title='just to start.'/><author><name>vah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00550949055158675803</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jc6VJYwCo-0/RrqNzz_jr4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wtgj41sq--M/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
