<?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-1143584009585259958</id><updated>2012-02-04T20:40:43.115-08:00</updated><category term='Bridge of Prayer'/><category term='Hold on to Your Crown'/><category term='Witnessing'/><category term='Keep holding on'/><category term='You&apos;re with me'/><category term='The Letter'/><category term='Getting Stronger'/><category term='Let this be our prayer'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='The magic of love'/><category term='I have never made a sacrifice'/><category term='Till the end of time'/><category term='Set me free'/><category term='Together'/><category term='The story of my life'/><category term='What&apos;s new'/><category term='I&apos;m in love with you'/><category term='Standing Strong'/><category term='More than Just Your Smile'/><category term='Someone like you'/><title type='text'>CHOOSE TO STAND</title><subtitle type='html'>"A champion is one who presses forward to victory and triumph despite all odds."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-7812754365740250230</id><published>2008-12-08T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:14:59.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridge of Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep holding on'/><title type='text'>Christmas Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/ST1V2rg8LHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gsBYvOr_T6Y/s1600-h/ist2_975875-christmas-prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/ST1V2rg8LHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gsBYvOr_T6Y/s200/ist2_975875-christmas-prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277468736230272114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Dear one, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;There are no gifts I can give you which will fill your heart with all the special things you deserve. So this Christmas I offer this prayer, asking the One who knows us all to give you His very best.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;In His great heart of love He knows all we need, and in His love He longs to give us many treasures of the spirit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;Firstly, I pray for your happiness. Not the kind that comes from events or longed-for acquisitions, but deep abiding happiness that will be there even if you have nothing else special going on. The Bible calls it joy, so that is my prayer for you—joy that lasts even when things aren't going just right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;Next I pray for peace in your heart. Now that can sound boring, but I don't mean a lack of excitement, an empty feeling, or surcease from activity or challenge, but rather a sweet knowledge that God is in control, and that He won't let anything happen to you that you and He can't work out together—a quiet certainty that gives you rest inside, even when you are working hard or the pressure's on. Deep peace.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;My prayer wouldn't be complete without praying for you to have faith. Some people think faith means blindness to reality—an overly optimistic outlook that denies the facts. But real faith, the kind I wish for you, is based on the most wonderful realities of all—God and His love and His promises to you. That kind of faith that knows that God wants only the very best for you and has the power to bring it to pass. That kind of faith comes from reading His Word and finding in your heart that you know it is true. That's the kind of faith that moves mountains.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;I pray for you to have wisdom and understanding, so that you can look at life around you and then to Heaven above, and find there the answers and explanations and guidance you need—God-given wisdom that gives you patience and faith for others and points the way in difficult moments.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;And last but not least, I pray for you to experience love—great love, overflowing love, patient love, wise love, sweet love, fun love, exciting love, purposeful love, abiding love, strong love, encouraging love, God's love in all its wondrous forms.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;For all these reasons, God came down at Christmas in the form of a little baby to give us all these things—happiness, peace, faith, wisdom, and most of all, love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;So my prayer is that this Christmas, you will experience these in a greater way than ever before. That you will let that little baby and His message into your life. That you will take the Christ child into your heart, believe His promises, and experience all the wonders He has for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" class="tab"&gt;I pray all this for you, because I know that Jesus wants to give you these things anyway, because He loves you—and I do too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-7812754365740250230?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/7812754365740250230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=7812754365740250230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/7812754365740250230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/7812754365740250230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-prayer.html' title='Christmas Prayer'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/ST1V2rg8LHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/gsBYvOr_T6Y/s72-c/ist2_975875-christmas-prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-4235622703196306386</id><published>2008-11-27T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:54:37.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday 2 YOU!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SS8VuIqLGmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mSUCdu2S4wk/s1600-h/IMAG0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SS8VuIqLGmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mSUCdu2S4wk/s400/IMAG0521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273457571016677986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mi queridisima Bunny, como te quiero, te amo! Gracias por se tu, por se una amiga de corazon, y un buen ejemplo de fe y confianza en nuestro Amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I know this is early, but the comp is not really being cooperative most days, so I must take advantage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You were with me through some real rough spots, thank you for not letting go in prayer. Thank you for staying cheerful and positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This is such a special year...and one that you will always remember. I pray that something really special will happen on the 29th. Just hold that baby for me and give him a big hug and squeeze from her tia Debbie, okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Happy **Bithday....I edited it for your sake. :p Te amo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-4235622703196306386?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/4235622703196306386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=4235622703196306386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4235622703196306386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4235622703196306386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-2-you_27.html' title='Happy Birthday 2 YOU!!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/SS8VuIqLGmI/AAAAAAAAAJc/mSUCdu2S4wk/s72-c/IMAG0521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-3567766871114107513</id><published>2008-11-27T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:47:10.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in love with you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re with me'/><title type='text'>A Friend Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Someone who is always there for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Doesn't care what you are like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And loves you no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lends a hand when you have fallen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lends a listening ear when there is no one else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It loves you for being you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And knows no limits when you need help,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Makes you laugh when you feel like crying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And when you cry it always gives a comforting hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Knows what you like, even when you say you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When you're sick, they're always the first one there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Knows when to cry with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And knows when to make you laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thanks God for you, even when you've done something terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Knows when your heart is broken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Only a true friend will understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--E. E. V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This is to all my dear friend who have been with me through ups and downs. Thank you for your prayers, for you words of cheer and for your tender hugs. I know I don't say it enough, but without you, I really could not, would not make it. YOU are the best thing that He's given me. Thank you for your samples of love, faith, endurance, praise...and I could go on and on about you...yet, my words would not be enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Today the 28th of Nov and tomorrow the 29th, some of my closest friends will be starting a new year full of challenges and new beginnings-- I wish you the best with all my heart and hope that in some measure I can be the help that you have been to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thank You, Jesus for these my co-workers and friends. I LOVE YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Debbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-3567766871114107513?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/3567766871114107513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=3567766871114107513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3567766871114107513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3567766871114107513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/11/friend-is.html' title='A Friend Is....'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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-1143584009585259958.post-2073452221114517989</id><published>2008-11-27T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:57:00.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday 2 YOU!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SS8PkSNHpjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cJgGVDMjN3g/s1600-h/DSCN8882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SS8PkSNHpjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cJgGVDMjN3g/s320/DSCN8882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273450804710712882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Joe, hope you have a wonderful birthday! Praying that it will be the best offensive birthday ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Thank you for always reminding us to stay positive and making us laugh when we felt like crying. Thank you for your super sweet hugs!!! We miss them--I am speaking for the both of us as I am sure that Bunny will agree with all of the above. Thank you for being a true friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;  Enjoy yourself and all that the Lord has for you this new year. HAPPY 20th NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;PS. Te amo mucho much! Keep smiling cuz God loves you and so do I....:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-2073452221114517989?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/2073452221114517989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=2073452221114517989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/2073452221114517989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/2073452221114517989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-2-you.html' title='Happy Birthday 2 YOU!!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/SS8PkSNHpjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cJgGVDMjN3g/s72-c/DSCN8882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-992531750683513502</id><published>2008-10-27T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:08:50.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Witnessing'/><title type='text'>YOUTH REACH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQacLvoQJzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6a77jnrTdBo/s1600-h/YouthReach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262064940206794546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQacLvoQJzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6a77jnrTdBo/s400/YouthReach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab8GQh2zI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k6mcnXV8BWU/s1600-h/Next4.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While in England I was staying for a while in a  home called the Phoenix home...but for some reason called Oasis home by most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ha ha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;They have a super cool ministry with the youth in England going around to Wales and Plymouth and other cities doing skits and witnessing to the youth there. I went with them a couple of times and the skits were both fun, moving and got a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; from the young &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; that are searching for the truth. Here are just a few pics of them in "action" But I hope to get some links and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; a lot more pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262064671403399986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab8GQh2zI/AAAAAAAAAI0/k6mcnXV8BWU/s400/Next4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Faye with a couple of guys she met while performing the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab7VpK4gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ebH7xMWYowo/s1600-h/Next3.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262064658353414658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab7VpK4gI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ebH7xMWYowo/s400/Next3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Top left to right: Dee Jay, Sam, Anthony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab6rO304I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ooBLq4WrHoQ/s1600-h/next2.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262064646968824706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab6rO304I/AAAAAAAAAIk/ooBLq4WrHoQ/s400/next2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; and Josh with some teens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesus(Josh picks Faye up) while the crowd watches the end of this particular play(called: The four horse man of the apocalypse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab6SromBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eqRvjDJGGJI/s1600-h/Next.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262064640378574866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab6SromBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eqRvjDJGGJI/s400/Next.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;War(Dee Jay) Grabbed Faye while trying to convince her that war was the way to freedom and urging her to choose him over all the other horse man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab6MdabII/AAAAAAAAAIU/gazB3_KPVRQ/s1600-h/Fight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262064638708313218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQab6MdabII/AAAAAAAAAIU/gazB3_KPVRQ/s400/Fight.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;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jesus fights war and defends the girl (Faye) from the attack.&lt;/span&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/1143584009585259958-992531750683513502?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/992531750683513502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=992531750683513502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/992531750683513502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/992531750683513502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/10/youth-reach.html' title='YOUTH REACH'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQacLvoQJzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6a77jnrTdBo/s72-c/YouthReach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-4416713961288132825</id><published>2008-10-27T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:45:53.789-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What&apos;s new'/><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVqMOmBMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/I5lkLuLLYGg/s1600-h/Blurry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262057766698484930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVqMOmBMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/I5lkLuLLYGg/s320/Blurry.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hey everyone!! So after a long 6 months I finally "remembered" as did Debbie that we had a blog haha! And we just thought to post some things since it's been a while since we last did. Lots and lots of things have happened in the last 6 months including major changes for both Debbie and I in a whole lot of fronts...one major one for me is besides the fact that I am now in Mexico staying with my family I also happen to be pregnant...yes funny things DO happen...now Debbie hush and don't say a thing...I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I hope you like this few pics of my belly and will keep you all posted. I LOVE YOU!! XOXOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was 4 month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVq5oeP7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Pq9bIby72OA/s1600-h/GEDC0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262057778886623154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVq5oeP7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Pq9bIby72OA/s320/GEDC0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s there when I just arrived to Mexico&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5 months there, sorry a couple of the pics are a bit blurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262057783272083922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s320/Pgpic1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;In this pic I was 5 months, but I'm at the end of my 6th month now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/SQaVrJ-DEdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Lc33DWFHbBM/s1600-h/Pgpic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4346665154160352096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4346665154160352096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifehouses-everything-skit.html' title='Lifehouse&apos;s Everything Skit'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-3740999597611146429</id><published>2008-02-16T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:29.861-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The magic of love'/><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINES!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dBxURWriI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BHsbR75nT-M/s1600-h/angel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dBxURWriI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BHsbR75nT-M/s400/angel.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167671412941827618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Are There Angels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It is said there are Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In Heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And they shine with the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of an inner love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I had not a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But that was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Before I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For in you I’ve found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A love that is so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It shines all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;With the brightest of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It comes from somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So deep within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That it has no beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And knows no end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Your love is a light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That brightens each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of all of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You see on your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where ever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Or whatever you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;All see the love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That you have inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That God sent you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To a place where you’d be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sharing such love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;With someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Is proof for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That angels exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And are filled with a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That no man could resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I thank God each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For finding the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For looking down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And making you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So yes there are Angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;In heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know because God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sent me one to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Alan Burleson-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dBxURWriI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BHsbR75nT-M/s1600-h/angel.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dBHkRWrhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eZ-WcoQ3-YQ/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dBHkRWrhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eZ-WcoQ3-YQ/s400/rose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167670695682289170" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Magic Of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like magic&lt;br /&gt;And it always will be.&lt;br /&gt;For love still remains&lt;br /&gt;Life's sweet mystery!!&lt;br /&gt;Love works in ways&lt;br /&gt;That are wondrous and strange&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing in life&lt;br /&gt;That love cannot change!!&lt;br /&gt;Love can transform&lt;br /&gt;The most commonplace&lt;br /&gt;Into beauty and splendor&lt;br /&gt;And sweetness and grace.&lt;br /&gt;Love is unselfish,&lt;br /&gt;Understanding and kind,&lt;br /&gt;For it sees with its heart&lt;br /&gt;And not with its mind!!&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer&lt;br /&gt;That everyone seeks...&lt;br /&gt;Love is the language,&lt;br /&gt;That every heart speaks.&lt;br /&gt;Love can't be bought,&lt;br /&gt;It is priceless and free,&lt;br /&gt;Love, like pure magic,&lt;br /&gt;Is life's sweet mystery!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Helen Steiner Rice -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dAVkRWrgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rGL7V-U_JPw/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dAVkRWrgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rGL7V-U_JPw/s400/cute.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167669836688829954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love is not blind - It sees more and not less,&lt;br /&gt;but because it sees more it is willing to see less.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dAVkRWrgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rGL7V-U_JPw/s1600-h/cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Will Moss -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_80RWrfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3I1oWuettzU/s1600-h/pre.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_80RWrfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3I1oWuettzU/s400/pre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167669411487067634" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love is a moment that lasts forever...&lt;br /&gt; -Julie Wittey-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_80RWrfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/3I1oWuettzU/s1600-h/pre.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_r0RWreI/AAAAAAAAAHE/01M3KdvMPhE/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_r0RWreI/AAAAAAAAAHE/01M3KdvMPhE/s400/red.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167669119429291490" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_r0RWreI/AAAAAAAAAHE/01M3KdvMPhE/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ove is when you look into someone's eyes&lt;br /&gt;and see their heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jill Petty -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_r0RWreI/AAAAAAAAAHE/01M3KdvMPhE/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_iURWrdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OK37_SFrXQA/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7c_iURWrdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OK37_SFrXQA/s400/hearts.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167668956220534226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Love is like a mustard seed;&lt;br /&gt;planted by God&lt;br /&gt;and watered by men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muda Saint Michael -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-3740999597611146429?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/3740999597611146429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=3740999597611146429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3740999597611146429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3740999597611146429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINES!!!!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7dBxURWriI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BHsbR75nT-M/s72-c/angel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-4761556474449915443</id><published>2008-02-11T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:31.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DuNkRWrbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ReEznnGTmE/s1600-h/DSCN9167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DuNkRWrbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ReEznnGTmE/s400/DSCN9167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165890689436134834" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DuAURWraI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3hEjPpeLjgc/s1600-h/Anj+and+I.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DuAURWraI/AAAAAAAAAGk/3hEjPpeLjgc/s400/Anj+and+I.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165890461802868130" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet "Pepe"our little snow man on Christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DtWERWrZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pvmVjRly0Y0/s1600-h/guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DtWERWrZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/pvmVjRly0Y0/s400/guys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165889735953395090" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabe, some of the guys and I at an open house gathering (for foreigners in Iceland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DtFURWrYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kPs_0aCu23g/s1600-h/cutesie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DtFURWrYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/kPs_0aCu23g/s400/cutesie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165889448190586242" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sara, Nala and I (Sara's birthday party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DsvURWrXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8URHlMSEdyo/s1600-h/latinos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DsvURWrXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/8URHlMSEdyo/s400/latinos.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165889070233464178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some friends and I( Before Christmas dinner :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DsmkRWrWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/D_YhIfX-_HA/s1600-h/home.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DsmkRWrWI/AAAAAAAAAGE/D_YhIfX-_HA/s400/home.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165888919909608802" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the home members in Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DsXkRWrVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XrvJpMSB5Zk/s1600-h/Tina+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DsXkRWrVI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XrvJpMSB5Zk/s400/Tina+and+me.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165888662211571026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DrvERWrUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bzy71b9C_E0/s1600-h/Jola.JPG"&gt;Christina and I at a reception party in Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DrvERWrUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/bzy71b9C_E0/s400/Jola.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165887966426869058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one of our friends in Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DrXURWrTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mIHLNR_OZeY/s1600-h/DSCN9167.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-4761556474449915443?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/4761556474449915443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=4761556474449915443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4761556474449915443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4761556474449915443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/02/merry-christmas-everyone-meet-pepeour.html' title=''/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/R7DuNkRWrbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4ReEznnGTmE/s72-c/DSCN9167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-1235727463370107482</id><published>2008-01-30T13:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:31.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let this be our prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridge of Prayer'/><title type='text'>Pray for Lisa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R6DsJq0Rd5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5jMRpkjUtaw/s1600-h/pe0020627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R6DsJq0Rd5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5jMRpkjUtaw/s400/pe0020627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161384823823103890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do you want to be part of a miracle? Do you want to see your prayers change someone’s life for the better? Do you want to practice praying out of bounds prayers? Well, your chance is here! Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforlisa.iblogger.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;                                            http://prayforlisa.iblogger.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; to find out how and why. Thanks a lot, God bless you. (Make sure to pass on this link via email and blogs!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prayforlisa.iblogger.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-1235727463370107482?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/1235727463370107482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=1235727463370107482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/1235727463370107482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/1235727463370107482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/01/pray-for-lisa.html' title='Pray for Lisa!!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/R6DsJq0Rd5I/AAAAAAAAAE8/5jMRpkjUtaw/s72-c/pe0020627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-9027860593686189601</id><published>2008-01-24T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:31.882-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in love with you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let this be our prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridge of Prayer'/><title type='text'>Destiny has a lifetime...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R5j-FK0Rd1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UcJOhXBCdX8/s1600-h/sundialtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R5j-FK0Rd1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UcJOhXBCdX8/s320/sundialtime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159152737909307218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" lang="EN-GB"&gt;"We stand on the promise of destiny, I will not fail, it claims, it is meant to be; You walk as was preordained, and there I see you; searching still, as though you know not your path. I say this, and yet... I am there also, wondering where it is I shall find you again. It is written in the depths of the heart where destiny takes note, and yet as a puzzle, intriguing, for the end is there, but... how to reach it? That is the dilemma, and the reason for the searching. On the roads lay out before us, we travel, a step at the time, each our own way, until the time is right... for destiny has a lifetime to fulfill." –Dan Frenette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Block your ears&lt;br /&gt;Ignore your fright&lt;br /&gt;Ignore your fears&lt;br /&gt;Dark as night&lt;br /&gt;Hot as tears&lt;br /&gt;Words that bite&lt;br /&gt;Words that sear&lt;br /&gt;Prove them wrong&lt;br /&gt;Make them hear&lt;br /&gt;All along&lt;br /&gt;You were near&lt;br /&gt;Tell them now&lt;br /&gt;We're both in pain&lt;br /&gt;All that's left&lt;br /&gt;Is what remains&lt;br /&gt;Let them know&lt;br /&gt;Let them see&lt;br /&gt;It was I for you&lt;br /&gt;And you for me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The battle lines have been drawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And all are choosing sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Some will switch sides at dawn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And some will change at dusk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;But when the war is over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Those who died can't change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The place they go will welcome them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Whether for good or bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;So, will you choose the winning side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The side that I am on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Or the side that goes to hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;That will cause them to loose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Victory will not come unless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;You choose to live the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;If you say "yes" then come with us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And victory will be yours! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" href="http://gulden-angel.deviantart.com/"&gt;Gulden-Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-9027860593686189601?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/9027860593686189601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=9027860593686189601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/9027860593686189601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/9027860593686189601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2008/01/destiny-has-lifetime.html' title='Destiny has a lifetime...'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/R5j-FK0Rd1I/AAAAAAAAAEc/UcJOhXBCdX8/s72-c/sundialtime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-5921711281530168476</id><published>2007-12-06T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:32.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let this be our prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hold on to Your Crown'/><title type='text'>The Treasures of the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1hcAmcs3eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZKFCbClfPK4/s1600-h/96landscapes-terragen02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1hcAmcs3eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZKFCbClfPK4/s400/96landscapes-terragen02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140960140034104802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, that liftest up thy heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And boasteth in thy way,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Dost though know whose design thou are,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Who formed thee from the clay?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;By whose word that first morning’s dew&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Did cause green herbs to grow?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And hast though entered in unto &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The treasures of the snow?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And canst thou tell whence falls the rain,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Who formed the frost and hail?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How grows the grass on yonder plain,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Where no man doth travail?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And where th Gypsy wind has been&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And where it next shall blow?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And hast though ented in and seen &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The treasures of the snow?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And though who reasons with surmise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And treats His Word with scorn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Canst thou command the sun to rise&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And cause the day to dawn?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And hast thou searched the sea’s &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Deep springs,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Their secrets do you know?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Canst thou expain such hidden things&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;As treasures of the snow?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yet when thy errant ways are kissed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;By white-clad flakes from Heaven, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And thou dost stumble in the mist&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And to thy knees are driven;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wilt thou not seek to understand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The lesson He would show,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And search out by His guiding hand &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The treasures of the snow?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;For when the night’s bleak, fearsome storm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Doth to the morning yield,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And dancing sunbeams gently warm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;They white-clad vale and field,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;With radiance bright as angel’s wings &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;All nature then doth glow,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And promise fresh awakenings&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;From treasures in the snow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It is in mercy not in wrath,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;By plan, not skittish whim,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;That He doth shroud your earthly path,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;That you may search for Him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;To cover all thy scarlet sin,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;His precious blood did flow,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oh, seek His cleansing power within&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The treasures of the snow. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-5921711281530168476?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/5921711281530168476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=5921711281530168476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5921711281530168476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5921711281530168476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/12/treasures-of-snow.html' title='The Treasures of the Snow'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1hcAmcs3eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZKFCbClfPK4/s72-c/96landscapes-terragen02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-8197256162658055128</id><published>2007-12-05T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:32.460-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let this be our prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hold on to Your Crown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep holding on'/><title type='text'>Angels Watched Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8YGcs3aI/AAAAAAAAADs/5yv8VBLsgRs/s1600-h/Your_Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8YGcs3aI/AAAAAAAAADs/5yv8VBLsgRs/s320/Your_Angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140573515668053410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As a child I was, sent with so much love,&lt;br /&gt;Heaven-cherished from up above,&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom granted from it's halls.&lt;br /&gt;But I could hear the far-out calls!&lt;br /&gt;I'd always sought much more from life,&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting so much strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left behind all I had been,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping in the world to be a queen,&lt;br /&gt;A star with glamour, oh so bright!&lt;br /&gt;But instead I was in for loss and fright.&lt;br /&gt;Good intentions I'd hoped to sow,&lt;br /&gt;But was lured by a foe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend to me, or so he seemed,&lt;br /&gt;Offering everything I had dreamed.&lt;br /&gt;He knew about my rugged past,&lt;br /&gt;And promised our new life would last.&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget his patient stare;&lt;br /&gt;He waited for me my soul to bare,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding from me his jagged knife,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the moment to take my life.&lt;br /&gt;A voice I'd known for many years before&lt;br /&gt;Whispered, "He's leading you to the green door."&lt;br /&gt;I laughed it off. "You know not what you say.&lt;br /&gt;"He is my friend, and with him, I'll stay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parties and laughs we had together.&lt;br /&gt;I never suspected his love would waver.&lt;br /&gt;One night he raged and I saw in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Something I did not recognize--&lt;br /&gt;The hatred, the lies, the bitter deceit,&lt;br /&gt;And upon my body he did beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no one around to hear my cry,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8pmcs3bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XhcwaAP7hI0/s1600-h/Winter_Angel_by_liiga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8pmcs3bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XhcwaAP7hI0/s320/Winter_Angel_by_liiga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140573816315764146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the mercy of One on high.&lt;br /&gt;His loving arms enveloped me.&lt;br /&gt;He wished so much to set me free,&lt;br /&gt;Never looking at the pain I'd caused&lt;br /&gt;In running from His honorable cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels watched close, and when I'd cry&lt;br /&gt;They'd wipe the tears away from my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;As I slept they'd whisper, "Dear,&lt;br /&gt;"You've been so sad. Won't you let Heaven near?"&lt;br /&gt;I again rejected Heaven's peace;&lt;br /&gt;I sought worldly things for my release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The faster I ran, the harder I fell,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I did would break the spell.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion and darkness all around--&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I turned to was also bound.&lt;br /&gt;With every quest and source I sought,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing of this world could be bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ease the emptiness inside,&lt;br /&gt;For all the love I had defied&lt;br /&gt;Bare and broken, I let out a groan.&lt;br /&gt;Angels said, "Your true Love won't leave&lt;br /&gt;you alone!"&lt;br /&gt;I had been stripped of my pride.&lt;br /&gt;Only harmony did I wish to abide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8_mcs3cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/51sbb5INWEQ/s1600-h/Alpha_by_alexiuss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8_mcs3cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/51sbb5INWEQ/s320/Alpha_by_alexiuss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140574194272886210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On that day a voice called me Home:&lt;br /&gt;"You're always welcome under love's dome."&lt;br /&gt;"I have rest for your soul, truth and care;&lt;br /&gt;"All you need to do is stay close in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;"Do all you can to unchain those bound.&lt;br /&gt;"You've been there--send this rescue around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only through Heave can we find this light.&lt;br /&gt;My brothers and sisters, hold on tight!&lt;br /&gt;Stay true to cause, never give in!&lt;br /&gt;And through His power we WILL WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Faith A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-8197256162658055128?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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/_QbT6KdedcH0/R1b8YGcs3aI/AAAAAAAAADs/5yv8VBLsgRs/s72-c/Your_Angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-4973553014755383357</id><published>2007-11-12T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:32.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzikIcf2f6I/AAAAAAAAADM/GXahnCAJyH0/s1600-h/best.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzikIcf2f6I/AAAAAAAAADM/GXahnCAJyH0/s320/best.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132032240384376738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzikBsf2f5I/AAAAAAAAADE/CGw81zpy57c/s1600-h/best.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzikBsf2f5I/AAAAAAAAADE/CGw81zpy57c/s320/best.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132032124420259730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="EN-GB"&gt;When Satan comes to tempt me, I will take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When words spewed forth rock my faith, I will take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When his doubts and lies confuse me, I will take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When he tempts me to quit, I will take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When his words seem so convincing, I will take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When he causes me to question my beliefs, I’m gonna take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When I feel overwhelmed by his accusa­tions, still I will take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When his attacks are personal and hurt me, I’ll take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When his influence is tempting me to doubt Your words, I’m gonna take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When others around are losing their faith, I’ll take my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will take my stand and will not give in to his puny attempts to try to overthrow my faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will take my stand and show the Devil what I’m made of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will take my stand, for it is not I that live, but You, my Love, who live in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I’ll take my stand, for I have all Heaven fighting for me, with legions at my command.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I’ll take my stand, for it is battles like this that bring out the fighter in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I’m gonna take my stand and rejoice in the battle, for victory is assured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I’ll take my stand and remind myself that I am destined to win many to Jesus, and this is why the Devil hates me and tries to fight me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will take my stand and love this fight, bran­dishing the keys and the new weapons made available to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will take my stand, for I have joined the ranks of those that have gone before me who have been persecuted for righteousness’ sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will take my stand and not go back on it, for it is in standing my ground that the Enemy of my soul finds himself trembling and running in defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I will know no defeat, for I have taken my stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-4973553014755383357?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/4973553014755383357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=4973553014755383357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4973553014755383357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4973553014755383357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-satan-comes-to-tempt-me-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Aegle 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzH5kAIJR_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R3-97G2Drnw/s1600-h/the+end+of+the+tunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzH5kAIJR_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R3-97G2Drnw/s320/the+end+of+the+tunnel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130155847456475122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Call on the keys of bravery as you walk through the fire, for peace amids a raging storm, for courage to smile through your tears and for faith to hold on till you see My rainbow of victory."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;    ---There's Always a Light---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chorus: There's always a light at the end of every tunnel, after every night a new day is born, and for everything that ends, there is a new beginning and the sun will return, after every storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Verse 1: Desperately you cry, to see a clear blue sky, but so many clouds are in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Though your ships have broken sails, the Lord will never fail, bringing you safely home again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chorus: There's always a light at the end of every tunnel, after every night a new day is born, and for everything that ends, there is is a new beginning, and the sun will return after every storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Verse 2: Mountains that you climb, may take a little time, before you reach the top!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Though it's rough along the way, the cares of yesterday , will fly away in victory! Victory!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chorus 2: Oh, there's always a light at the end of every tunnel, after every night a new day is born, and for everything that ends there is a new beginning, and the sun will return after every storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes, the sun will return, it will return after every storm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Today I decided to "do the humble thing" and play for inspiration ... (now those that know me will agree with me that I don't play cuz I am just too proud to do so, not that I play well, but I can make a joyful noise unto the Lord...) when looking around through the song books, this song seemed to jump out at me, and when I played it, I was amazed at how I truly felt these words were written for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I have just recently really started to pay attention to the lyrics of songs, and though I knew the words to this one, it had never really meant more than nice "encouraging" words, yet this time, I felt as if every word that I sang, I meant it with my whole heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyways, I just wanted to share this lil bit with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Praying for you! I LOVE YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Debbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-929168469602651357?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/929168469602651357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=929168469602651357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/929168469602651357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/929168469602651357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/11/call-on-keys-of-bravery-as-you-walk.html' title='At the end of the tunnel..'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/RzH5kAIJR_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/R3-97G2Drnw/s72-c/the+end+of+the+tunnel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-5184925081711359207</id><published>2007-11-04T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:33.340-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let this be our prayer'/><title type='text'>King of Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4InQIJR9I/AAAAAAAAACs/x4dqEwJ5IEQ/s1600-h/dhh_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4InQIJR9I/AAAAAAAAACs/x4dqEwJ5IEQ/s320/dhh_0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129046496058623954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4IngIJR-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/cTvejS0PfFw/s1600-h/good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4IngIJR-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/cTvejS0PfFw/s320/good.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129046500353591266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As painted harlequins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dance like mannequins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But when the last note rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I wonder just who pulls the strings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll watch the curtains fall,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this once enchanted ball &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becomes another empty hall, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like nothing happened here at all. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Where are u my king?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Where are u my majesty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Critic’s pen may praise my art, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Of playing each and every part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But I need you my one true king of hearts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We laugh and sing till after noon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We dance beneath the silver moon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;We hide behind our pretty mask, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So that we may perform the task, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Of looking happy everyday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Though we just wish to run away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;From this big fake and mockering, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;From all the lies and suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cry for u so desperately,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call for u so earnestly,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My one true king of hearts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are u my king?&lt;br /&gt;Where are u my majesty?&lt;br /&gt;What good’s the taste of sweet success?&lt;br /&gt;In my bitter cup of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Without u, my one true king of hearts?&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sitting still with charm and poise&lt;br /&gt;While trying to block out all the noise&lt;br /&gt;That comes from every single door&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to ask for more...&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Than this come back to me,&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me my king,&lt;br /&gt;Come to set me free,&lt;br /&gt;Wipe my tears away,&lt;br /&gt;And help me to be brave&lt;br /&gt;Thought I may stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Please help me to stand strong&lt;br /&gt;And give your truth away&lt;br /&gt;So all may see the day&lt;br /&gt;When you return to us my one true king of hearts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;By - Alice and the cards book/Cookie :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-5184925081711359207?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/5184925081711359207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=5184925081711359207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5184925081711359207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5184925081711359207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/11/king-of-hearts.html' title='King of Hearts'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4InQIJR9I/AAAAAAAAACs/x4dqEwJ5IEQ/s72-c/dhh_0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-3246494423152262521</id><published>2007-11-04T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:33.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4CggIJR8I/AAAAAAAAACk/QuoA03N2U7o/s1600-h/queenowls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4CggIJR8I/AAAAAAAAACk/QuoA03N2U7o/s320/queenowls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129039783024740290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The decision to grow always involves a choice between risk and comfort." --John Ortberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" You cannot be what you will become, until you are not what you are now." -- Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Every time the devil reminds you of your past..remind him of his future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Do not doubt in the dark, what God has shown you in the light."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To forgive is to set the prisoner free, and then discover the prisoner was you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Let the mind of the Master, be the master of your mind."- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When the candle has been burnt out on both ends, pick it up and build a new one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In order to stand, a man must first fall." - Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Even if you don't stand a chance, never give up on your dreams." - Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Man’s extremity is God’s opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;When you come to the end of your rope,&lt;br /&gt;Then God has a chance to work.&lt;br /&gt;God has to break us,&lt;br /&gt;And it’s hard to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it almost makes you want to die..&lt;br /&gt;But then you’re willing to live for Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;For only through such death to self,&lt;br /&gt;Can life be born anew ."– David Brant Berg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mercy brings to us forgiveness;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness makes gratitude flourish;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude carries us to generosity;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity takes us nearer to sweetness;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetness enriches us with love...&lt;br /&gt;And perfect love gives us peace." – Guillermo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;"&lt;/o:p&gt;For age is opportunity no less,&lt;br /&gt;Than youth itself,&lt;br /&gt;Though in another dress,&lt;br /&gt;And as the evening twilight fades away,&lt;br /&gt;The sky is filled with stars,&lt;br /&gt;Invisible by the day! "  - Anonymous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"We don't know what the future holds, but we know who holds the future." - Anonymous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;“O' God, give me the strength to look up and not down,&lt;br /&gt;To look forward and not back,&lt;br /&gt;to look out and not in—and to lend a hand.” - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;                                                                                                             &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-3246494423152262521?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/3246494423152262521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=3246494423152262521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3246494423152262521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3246494423152262521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry4CggIJR8I/AAAAAAAAACk/QuoA03N2U7o/s72-c/queenowls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-3445907548164638888</id><published>2007-11-04T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:33.610-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The story of my life'/><title type='text'>Lovely Traces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry3zWgIJR4I/AAAAAAAAACE/wjHyhBz-ejQ/s1600-h/lovely+traces+too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry3zWgIJR4I/AAAAAAAAACE/wjHyhBz-ejQ/s320/lovely+traces+too.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129023118551631746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was consumed, by a lifestyle I made destined to crash,&lt;br /&gt;Beat up and bruised, by the flashbacks of my own past,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hide away, till I heard You (Jesus) say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Chorus :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lovely traces far behind you, turn around and you will see&lt;br /&gt;Lovely traces to remind you, of everything that you’ve been through&lt;br /&gt;And what it took to get you to Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;All my mistakes, regrettable choices I’d like to forget&lt;br /&gt;But somehow you made, all that I wasted useful again&lt;br /&gt;I thought I fell from grace, but you can’t erase...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost my direction,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I couldn't see,&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful picture,&lt;br /&gt;You would complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Chorus twice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-3445907548164638888?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/3445907548164638888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=3445907548164638888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3445907548164638888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/3445907548164638888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/11/lovely-traces.html' title='Lovely Traces'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry3zWgIJR4I/AAAAAAAAACE/wjHyhBz-ejQ/s72-c/lovely+traces+too.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-501741628439879626</id><published>2007-11-04T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:33.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone like you'/><title type='text'>IF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry3xMwIJR2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/yeAfFcUQSVs/s1600-h/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry3xMwIJR2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/yeAfFcUQSVs/s320/beauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129020752024651618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/1501490201076296200QZDxNg?vhost=entertainment"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/1501490201076296200QZDxNg?vhost=entertainment" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, yet make allowance for their doubting too,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can dream and not make dreams your masters,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can think and not make thoughts your aim,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat those two impostors just the same,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop to build them up with worn out tools;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If you can make a heap of your winnings,&lt;br /&gt;and risk them all in one turn of pitch and toss,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lose and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can talk with  crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If neither foe nor friends can hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;If all men count on you,  but none too much,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving moment  minute, with 60 seconds worth of distance run,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything  in it, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats more--you'll be a man my son! --- Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-501741628439879626?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/501741628439879626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=501741628439879626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/501741628439879626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/501741628439879626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/11/if.html' title='IF'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry3xMwIJR2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/yeAfFcUQSVs/s72-c/beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-8846563147357709905</id><published>2007-09-22T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:26:20.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hold on to Your Crown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep holding on'/><title type='text'>…Difficulties make you into something you weren’t before.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Over the last 7 months of my life, I have met some of my worst fears; I have fought some of my hardest battles and have felt so lost and overwhelmed, yet, somehow something deep in side of me told me to hold on— but a moment longer and it will be over, it whispered in my ear, I felt it in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And though the battles have in no way lessened; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and in fact they have progressively gotten stronger and tougher than before, I have come to the realization, this is only the beginning of the training ahead of those of us that choose to stand.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wondered why I battled so, why I had to go through the excruciating pain of forsaking, or letting go and trusting blindly that He is in control—that He would make me stronger though it all. Then the answer came, through a friend (I love you Paula!) and then through a GN. “Carry the Flame of Revolution!—Will You” I will now post some excerpts from this and hope that you find something here, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;17. He doesn’t look at the trials that you’re going through, and the tests, and the breakings, and the humblings and all the rest, as a nega­tive in any way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;He looks at it as strengthening, as training. You’re making it, you’re making the right decisions, you’re fighting through, you’re getting stronger. He has a completely different outlook on everything you’re going through.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;18. The Enemy’s trying to use these battles to defeat you, but the Lord is looking at them and saying, “These are the things that make you strong.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;19. So in thinking and praying about your battles, the Lord reminded us that you’re going through it like you are &lt;span class="A9"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you’re important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;You’re so important to the Family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;The Enemy is fighting you, but the Lord is also testing you. He’s working in your lives. He’s allowing things in your life that push you to the edge. He is even bringing those difficulties into your life Himself, because He knows they’re needed. He may have allowed you to feel the consequences of some of your choices more deeply than He has in the past. But He has to do that because it’s part of training, and it’s part of making you into what He wants you to be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;50. You need to realize that the Lord is bringing you through these things because He’s &lt;span class="A9"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;training &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;He’s training you to carry on the Revolution. He is allowing you to go through experiences that bring you to tough questions, because He knows you’re going to have to have the answers to give to others later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;54. You feel absolutely horrible when you’re going through some things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;especially if you know that what you’re going through is in part because you made a wrong decision, or haven’t been as obedient as you should have been. You’re humbled and broken, and have to ask the Lord’s forgiveness, and work to get back on track.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;56. In other words, these things are rough to have to go through, but the difficulties make you into something that you weren’t before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;They add to the substance, the deep substance, the core substance of your being, of your spirit. That is what has to happen for you to take on the roles that are ahead of you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;62. It’s very similar for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;There is a payoff for going through those deep, dark, hard experiences that sometimes take years to make it all the way through, or sometimes you go through one thing after another for years in a row. You might not see the payoff now, but you’ll see it down the line. You just have to stick with it. You have to keep doing what you know you’re supposed to do—go to the Lord, use your spiritual weapons, strengthen your faith in the Word—even when you don’t feel like you’re getting anywhere.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;64. So if you feel like you’re going through an exceptionally rough time, hold on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Embrace it, because that’s what’s giving you your spiritual degree! That’s what’s qualifying you for all that the Lord has ahead for you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;84. Each of you has been through a lot in your life, and over the past year or two some of you have faced things that have turned your lives, your worlds, what you thought you knew and believed, completely upside down and inside out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Many of you are even now in the thick of a more intense fight and deeper turmoil than you ever thought you’d go through, certainly more than you felt prepared for. More than a few of you have wondered why. You’ve wondered, “What on earth is going wrong?” You’ve wondered whether you’ve made some terribly wrong choices, whether you’re in the wrong outfit, or, “What is this all about?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;86. Let Me explain some things to you about what you’re going through, and why you’re going through these things, and how I see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;You’re not only being made into men and women, you’re undergoing “the making of a champion.” A champion is far more than a mere competing athlete. A champion is far more than a mere soldier. A champion is one who combines destiny, prowess, training, and perseverance, and uses it to go farther than any others have gone or can go. A champion is one who presses forward to victory and triumph despite all odds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;93. Like the trainer of an earthly cham­pion, I see beyond those moments when you feel that you’re being crushed and that you can’t take another breath or even move an­other inch forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I see what the endurance and patience and time of holding on works in your spirit, and how it has the power to alter the future, because it empowers you to fulfill your destiny.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;98. You are those who are destined to carry this flame into the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;You are My champions, and as such, you must undergo the most intensive, focused, trying times of possible training.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;104. Kneel before Me, noble champions to be, and commit and entrust yourself fully to My training regimen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Do it without fear, for although the training will be vigorous, the strengthening arduous, the tests difficult, and the trials painful, they will end, and they will end in beauty, power, glory, and victory. (eoe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I can honestly say that though I still don’t understand entirely why or how, I know He loves me enough to have me go through this that I might be more useful in His hands. I believe that those of us that have held on this far have asked Him at one point or another, or perhaps several for Him to do whatever it takes to make us into that man or woman for the tasks ahead, I know I have— and now He is only answering my prayers…those dark caverns and rough seas I face today, are the answer to my prayer and for that I am thankful now. He has brought this about and still sees in me something useful for Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have messed up so bad, and I thought that I would not go on, yet, through it all, my precious Love has helped me move along. That He has accepted me and is still training me only makes me want to keep fighting more. He said that it’s not so much our faith that He looks at, but our love for Him; do I love Him enough to keep fighting no matter what the odds are? Will I go all the way for Him, as He did for me? I surely want to, and only with His help and your prayers will I be able to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, if you read this, all I ask is that you add me to your PV time and uphold me in your prayers. I want to fight along side each one of you, my dear Family in spirit and it’s my prayer that I will be privileged to do so once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s up to us, to rise to the call. It’s up to us, to take the torch and run with it. It’s up to us to live the Revolution and keep it alive. It’s up to us, to CHOOSE TO STAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Much love and prayers in the keys of Revolution,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Debbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-8846563147357709905?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/8846563147357709905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=8846563147357709905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8846563147357709905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8846563147357709905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/09/difficulties-make-you-into-something.html' title='…Difficulties make you into something you weren’t before.'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-7858402724276677300</id><published>2007-09-07T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:34.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Set me free'/><title type='text'>You heard my cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry32mAIJR6I/AAAAAAAAACU/0xE1dfIuah0/s1600-h/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry32mAIJR6I/AAAAAAAAACU/0xE1dfIuah0/s320/cry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129026683374487458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Crying and weeping softly, everything seems so quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As i lie here awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And all the clouds above me, filling the world around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;With shadings of grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Standing before the mirror, being judged by every angle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;What the hell am I worth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;falling and falling faster, sinking and sinking under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;All these thoughts in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Is there someone out there that can sooth my weary soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Is there someone out there that can heal my bleeding heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And I cry, cause there's no one here to whisper love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And I try to express the thoughts that fill my mind...but to no avail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Inside my tiny cell, trapped in the doors of hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;God won't you hear my cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I feel so suffocated, I need some air to breathe in &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And make me feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Trying to hear you clearly, I need to feel you near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm desperate tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;As you answer my plight, I look at your shining eyes &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm finally free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I can hear your sweet voice softly ringing in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;take me by the hand and teach me what it is to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Bridge: You chased the foes behind me, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And broke the chains that binded me to that jail called "my home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And I found out that there's someone out there who hears my cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And I know that He understands and knows my mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Cause I called out and he rescued me and filled my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;With peace and love...Jesus you set me free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-7858402724276677300?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/7858402724276677300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=7858402724276677300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-233156122613962906</id><published>2007-09-07T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:34.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let this be our prayer'/><title type='text'>Forgive Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RuE_yBXCODI/AAAAAAAAABc/hJVjPYj8MXg/s1600-h/praying_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RuE_yBXCODI/AAAAAAAAABc/hJVjPYj8MXg/s320/praying_hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107433581005912114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I have wounded any soul today,&lt;br /&gt;If I caused some foot to go astray,&lt;br /&gt;If i have walked in my own willful way,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, forgive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have uttered idle words and vain,&lt;br /&gt;If i have turned aside from want or pain,&lt;br /&gt;Lest I offended some other through the strain,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, forgive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the sins I have confessed to Thee,&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the secret sins I may not see,&lt;br /&gt;Oh guide me, love me, and my keeper be,&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus, Amen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-233156122613962906?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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your bed&lt;br /&gt;I saw you start to cry&lt;br /&gt;And  throw the pillow over your head&lt;br /&gt;It seemed as if your whole world&lt;br /&gt;Had crumbled and fallen through&lt;br /&gt;He said that he'd be going&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't think so soon&lt;br /&gt;Oh  I couldn't bear to see you there so alone&lt;br /&gt;And running ground&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And tell you that I've found&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;That HE always gives us something better, then what  HE takes away&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the heart  of Heaven knows if they weren't meant to stay.&lt;br /&gt;He gives in love and He gathers in love.&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's always something better&lt;br /&gt;Than what He's taking away&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 2 :&lt;br /&gt;He'll calm the throbing heart cry&lt;br /&gt;And dry the stormy skies&lt;br /&gt;He takes somethings away&lt;br /&gt;That we may learn to look into His eyes&lt;br /&gt;Though you may feel that this one is the one that's right for you&lt;br /&gt;HE sees so much further than we ever do&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;VERSE 3 :&lt;br /&gt;I've been where you're standing now&lt;br /&gt;Walking in those shoes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard to tust when you feel you always loose&lt;br /&gt;But give it time and you will be with the perfect choice of God&lt;br /&gt;There be no regrets when you look back over the mountains you have trod&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;(Me)&lt;br /&gt;I sing this song to myself over and over sometimes...now it's finnally gotten deeply ingrained in my head, and I believe every word of this beautiful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-5156394934172439699?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;This is a song I wrote a couple of weeks ago. I will try to post a recording of it very, very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I've been down I've up, striving till I get to that mountain top singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I was lost I've been found, I was spinning around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;But I know that you hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Even when I felt that i just couldn't take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;You helped me carry on cause you knew I could make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So don't look down at the waves, remain strong keep the faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;And I know that you'll make ti through the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;He'll give you the best of the best, if you only trust and obey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;And the answer is on it's way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;When there's doubts in my mind, in His word I can find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Something to lift my spirit high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;All the trials and tears, will in time disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;As we hang on to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Believe me when I say when your heart's broken (He says)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'll give you anew heart if you give me the pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Chorus twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love you all and I hope that was an encouragament to you.---Consuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-4209361475734727711?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/4209361475734727711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=4209361475734727711' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4209361475734727711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4209361475734727711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-song-i-wrote-couple-of-weeks.html' title='The answer is on it&apos;s way'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Ry31dQIJR5I/AAAAAAAAACM/DkFq8REl3Co/s72-c/Euphoriamainpage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-8470441507830208318</id><published>2007-08-12T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:34.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in love with you'/><title type='text'>You are Enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rr8aR8jkPWI/AAAAAAAAABM/9nyUOWjXlZk/s1600-h/32387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rr8aR8jkPWI/AAAAAAAAABM/9nyUOWjXlZk/s400/32387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097822198822092130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When once I thought this void could never be filled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You gave me a gift and so my wish fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished that it would be forever true and real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But You asked, "My love, would you give him up and in My love your faith seal?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How could I not when You Who gave me this love asked with such loving and understanding eyes? You once gave all you had for one such as I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here he is, the gift which You brought into my life, I willingly give You back and thank You that in those short yet sweet months I learned and experienced true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And when I think the pain is just too much to bear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're always there to stroke my tear-stained face and lovingly comfort me saying: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"It will all pass away. It's but a test. Hold on to Me, it won't be long till you are blessed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time has gone by, I have come to realize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Only in Your can this love be immortalized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For it is You Who has given me this love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You, who is love and loves me most of all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though there are times when the memories revive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And they are not so easily pushed back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I try not to think about those things I "lack",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But humbly ask, "Do with me as You like, my dearest Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Help me to be brave and not look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To follow You and on Your promises stand.--You, my Love, are all I ever need."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these months that I have felt torn apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because my earthly love and I are apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You have never left my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And with Your love I have found a new start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of trying to fill the void,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Help me to hold on to You ever closer and my times spent with You never avoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For You are the real love of my life. --The One I wanted and have long searched for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Only You can heal the wounds of loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... For YOU truly are enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                           ---Eunice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-8470441507830208318?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/8470441507830208318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=8470441507830208318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8470441507830208318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8470441507830208318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-are-enough.html' title='You are Enough!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rr8aR8jkPWI/AAAAAAAAABM/9nyUOWjXlZk/s72-c/32387.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-2038974420016051188</id><published>2007-08-11T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have never made a sacrifice'/><title type='text'>Too much to bear? Think again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rr4ho8jkPVI/AAAAAAAAABE/z5a2vCH-lIQ/s1600-h/the+passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097548815563767122" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rr4ho8jkPVI/AAAAAAAAABE/z5a2vCH-lIQ/s320/the+passion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yesterday was a terrible day for me...I kept getting hit with more and more trials and my mind filled with doubts, and a cloud of gloom fell over me all day. I started "arguin" with The Lord asking Him if He loves me as much as He says He does, then why do I have to go through all these things and why is it sooo difficult for me to make it. And He told me this (through someone I love. Thank you Debbie for you patience with me and thank you Heather for being there for me I love you!!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Jesus speaking:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No matter how unfair or difficult your cross in life seems to be I want you to know that I don't ever give a cross heavier than you can handle, I never give you more than you can bear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'll tell you a little story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Once there was a young girl named Karol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In her younger years life seemed to be relatively easy for her, she never saw her cross as being too heavy and was for the most part content with it. But as she grew up she felt her cross getting heavier and heavier till one day she got fed up with the weighty cross, she was tired of it and just about ready to give it up. She wandered around looking for another cross to bear and she found a gold cross full of diamonds and rubis incrusted on it, it was a breath taking sight,so as soon as she saw it she determined it should be hers, for it was for sure much nicer than the old wooden one she had to carry. So she left her cross and went to pick the golden one up, but as she reached down for it and tried to pick it up she realized it was so heavy she couldn't even lift it on to her shoulders she tried and tried to pick it up till she gave up. It was just imposible for her to carry that one. Surely there must be another cross I could bear that could equal the beauty of this one she thought to herself. She continued looking till she caught sight of it, a beautiful cross full of roses and flowers of all types, colors and sizes, she imediately went to pick it up and sighed with relief when she picked it up and could carry it with no problems and was even lighter than her own. After carrying it for a few minutes though, she realized how much her back was hurting because of the thorns the roses had, they kept poking her back until she was bleeding. She put the cross down once again and stoped for a moment to think a bit and she came to the conclusion that her cross was not all that hard to bear, she felt happy for her own cross knowing that even though it was not beautiful like the others ones she saw other ppl carrying around, it was her cross to bear and she finally felt content and picked up her cross and carried it around with gusto. (eop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Me(Consuelo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anothe example the Lord gave me was that of the story of the two man that were carrying they're crosses mainly uphill and through rough land. the second man(Tom) decided to cut his cross a bit so it wouldn't be so long and heavy, so much to the first man's(George) dismay he cut it and he kept going forward. George started thinking of doing the same, but The Lord asked him not to and He said that even though his burden was heavy and long there was a reason for it. Everything seemed to be going great for Tom and his climb seemed to be so much easier so much that Geroge started seriously doubtin what he had gotten from the Lord regarding his cross, but when he felt it was too much to handle they came across a large opening in the ground with a very long fall,it was dreary sight and there was no way of going around it. Tom was scared and puzzled, but George knew exactly what to do. He put his cross down and used it as a bridge to get across and got to his destination safely and happy.....what happened to Tom??? Well some say they have seen him trying to build a bridge to cross to the other side (for the last ten years..oops) I guess we'll never know what the final outcome for him will be. So as I said I have had to make very tough choices in the past few weeks and I've come to realize that I like my crown as hard is it to carry it sometimes...and though through making some of the "sacrifices" the Lord hasd asked me to do for Him I feel like a part of me has died (yeah the pain was that strong...I'm sure some of you have been there even more than once) I know that I will ressurect soon with Him(Jesus) really living and moving through me and that He is breaking you and me and molding us to be the vessels we need to be in order to be of use to Him. So never minimize your cross for it will be there to aid some day when u need it the most (see Tom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and Georges example)Also know that your cross wasn't given to you unfarily the Lord knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just how much you can take and He's promised in His word He will NOT give us more than we can handle and that His grace is sufficient for us. And the word sacrifice...well I will say like David Livingston **(see end note) said in a conference on one of his very few trips to England when he was being awarded for his many sacrifices:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sacrifice? Away with such word, such an idea. Can anything we do for the Lord be called a sacrifice when He gave up His heavenly home on high to die for you and me? So that we could live, and love. Anything we ever do or give up for HIM is only paying back a small partion fo what He sacrificed for us. Ladies and gentleman I have never made a sacrifice.** David Livingstone was an English missionary to Africa who gave his life to the Lord in order to preach to the tribes in dark Africa, facing sickness, loss, danger and forgoing all sort of luxuries and comforts of his previous life. (I love David Livingston he definetly lived what he preached).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-2038974420016051188?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/2038974420016051188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=2038974420016051188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/2038974420016051188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/2038974420016051188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/08/too-much-to-bear-think-again.html' title='Too much to bear? Think again!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rr4ho8jkPVI/AAAAAAAAABE/z5a2vCH-lIQ/s72-c/the+passion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-2934852034905905840</id><published>2007-08-06T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.225-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in love with you'/><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RrdUA8jkPUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ntbiqnd-XTc/s1600-h/love-flow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095633878625041730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RrdUA8jkPUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Ntbiqnd-XTc/s320/love-flow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;True love is the candle that burns in the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Outshining the stars glow, because it is so bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;True love is the flower that carries spring's song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the cold, and dreary winter, when the day seems so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;True love is the echo of summers refrain;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's the smile of the sunshine, the kiss of the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;True love is the blessing that gives life it's birth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It hallows God's beauty in all it's worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Love is eternal---the aspect might change, but the essence remains."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beloved let us love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For love is light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And he who loveth not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dwelleth in night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Beloved let us love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For only thus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shall we behold that God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which loveth us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Horatius Bonar&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/1143584009585259958-2934852034905905840?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/2934852034905905840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-3276908511625814396</id><published>2007-08-06T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You&apos;re with me'/><title type='text'>Out in the fields with God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RrdQt8jkPTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BNx_nOxfxiU/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095630253672643890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RrdQt8jkPTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BNx_nOxfxiU/s320/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The little cares that fretted me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I lost them yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the fields above the sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the winds at play;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the lowing of the herds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The rustling of the trees;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the singing of the birds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The humming of the bees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The foolish fears of what might happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I cast them all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the clover-scented grass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the the new-mown hay;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Among the husking of the corn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Where drowsy poppies nod,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Where ill thoughts die and good are born--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Out in the fields with God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&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/1143584009585259958-3276908511625814396?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/3276908511625814396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-6183423382006271958</id><published>2007-07-30T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep holding on'/><title type='text'>Waiting for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5oqMjkPSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w2-KLD5SDfo/s1600-h/hottie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5oqMjkPSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w2-KLD5SDfo/s320/hottie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093123302736805154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I know how you feel, I've been there myself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I know how it is to try it once more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When everything's failed it's hard to believe I'm still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;I know what it takes to keep going on,&lt;br /&gt;When everything 'round you is falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;And all you have left is broken wishes to see.  &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;Then I see Him(Jesus) standing there, looking at you and He says come take my hand, let me tell you that I wanna help you, I'm rigth here, can't you see I've always been near? before I can give victory you must be the one to yield your all to ME! I'm waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;Jesus speaking:&lt;br /&gt;I know that you feel there's much more to this life,&lt;br /&gt;Than trials, battles and sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;Then having to face each day with your dreams out of reach.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt;Sometimes you don't feel you're making much progress,&lt;br /&gt;You almost feel like you're not even moving, but if you see through my eyes you'll see things diferently.  &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:7;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you with Me,&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly on angels wings,&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you so high,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never want to come down.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you to the place where your spirit sings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:7;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;color:red;"   &gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-6183423382006271958?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/6183423382006271958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=6183423382006271958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6183423382006271958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6183423382006271958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/07/waiting-for-you.html' title='Waiting for you'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5oqMjkPSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/w2-KLD5SDfo/s72-c/hottie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-8921929561966883501</id><published>2007-07-30T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep holding on'/><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5j68jkPRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ct4JpezVm88/s1600-h/closed+eyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5j68jkPRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ct4JpezVm88/s320/closed+eyes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093118092941475090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I feel so small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Like a speck in this big world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Does anyone hear my cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Does anyone see my tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I feel so bound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When all I want is to fly away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Does anyone see my yearning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Has anyone seen my missing wings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I feel so lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Like I cannot be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Does anyone look for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Does anyone miss me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yet sometimes I feel you closer than my own shadow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I look up to the sky and see you smiling right at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;As I hear your voice saying I heard your cry, I saw your tears, I see your yearning, i've got your missing wings, I Looked for you, I missed you, I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-8921929561966883501?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/8921929561966883501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=8921929561966883501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8921929561966883501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8921929561966883501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-i-feel-so-small-like-speck-in.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5j68jkPRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ct4JpezVm88/s72-c/closed+eyes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-6662497382812090340</id><published>2007-07-30T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Together'/><title type='text'>I know He can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5hesjkPQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4VBdD4BxwdE/s1600-h/looking+at+you.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5hesjkPQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4VBdD4BxwdE/s320/looking+at+you.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093115408586915074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" style="'width:96pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\SIMONA~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" title="reflection"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Can you give me peace of mind?&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me understand?&lt;br /&gt;Can you help my way to find?&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me choose to stand?&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart is torn apart,&lt;br /&gt;Can you still help me to sing?&lt;br /&gt;Can you heal this pain inside?&lt;br /&gt;And get me through anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Can you touch my aching soul?&lt;br /&gt;Can you drive my fears away?&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me fight on strong?&lt;br /&gt;Can you take me all the way?&lt;br /&gt;Can you fill my every night?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hold me through the day?&lt;br /&gt;Can you make all my wrongs right?&lt;br /&gt;Can you fly with me away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Away, away from this life,&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes seems so hard.&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by the strife,&lt;br /&gt;And with my vision marred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Away with you my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Into our secret place.&lt;br /&gt;To where I can be myself,&lt;br /&gt;To where i behold you face.&lt;br /&gt;To where life's problems see so vage,&lt;br /&gt;To where there's no more worldy care.&lt;br /&gt;To where tear drops no more plage,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes that seek some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Take me with you my Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;To that very special place.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're the only one,&lt;br /&gt;Who can kiss my tears away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-6662497382812090340?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/6662497382812090340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=6662497382812090340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6662497382812090340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6662497382812090340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-you-give-me-peace-of-mind-can-you.html' title='I know He can!'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rq5hesjkPQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4VBdD4BxwdE/s72-c/looking+at+you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-4819115888632324297</id><published>2007-07-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:35.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hold on to Your Crown'/><title type='text'>The Warriors Cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rqi3LcjkPPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/w-rDp1Y-sMQ/s1600-h/braveheart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rqi3LcjkPPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/w-rDp1Y-sMQ/s320/braveheart2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091520786014158066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                                      &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;VERSE 1:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dark soft night&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stillness rings in the battlefield&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where today we’ll fight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our captain’s power shall be revealed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I fear the fray&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my strength is small, and my foe is fierce&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I fall today?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jesus, hear the soldier’s prayer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will hold to the crown&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the blood runs down my arms&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to the creed that is written on my heart&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For freedom’s cause I’m prepared to give my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the warriors cry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no discharge in this war&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though others flee&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the battle rages sore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll lift the fallen standard to the sky&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the warriors cry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;VERSE 2:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my quest,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through trembling lips may I yet remain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the cutting edge&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of your sword that rips through the dark domains&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot turn back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much depends on me staying true&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my faith may lack&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By your grace I commit to you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;CHORUS TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-4819115888632324297?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/4819115888632324297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=4819115888632324297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4819115888632324297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/4819115888632324297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/07/warriors-cry.html' title='The Warriors Cry'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/Rqi3LcjkPPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/w-rDp1Y-sMQ/s72-c/braveheart2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-8865558427744513413</id><published>2007-07-26T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:39:36.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Face the Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RqijgcjkPOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uUgAl-FsjGE/s1600-h/lion01-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QbT6KdedcH0/RqijgcjkPOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uUgAl-FsjGE/s320/lion01-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091499156558855394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Jesus:) There is a story that I want to tell you.&lt;/strong&gt; It's a child's story, which some of you may have heard before. It's about a young boy who is trying to make his way on horseback to a land of promise, but the boy's entire journey seems beset with encounters with lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During the beginning of his journey‚ when lions pursue him and another nearby traveler, &lt;/strong&gt;they end up journeying together for added safety. At another time, just as they are trying to reach the safety of a city in advance of some evildoers, and think they may not make it, another lion pursues them. This causes them to expend even more energy and strength to reach the gates of their desired haven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally, the boy, exhausted from his journey, is trying to find his way on a foggy path to a place of shelter where he can sleep for the night. &lt;/strong&gt;But he can't see the way, and soon realizes he's lost. And if that isn't bad enough, he hears a lion's growl just in front of him. That was the last straw for the boy. He didn't care to run or hide or try to fight off the attacker this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Fine, eat me!" he says. "I don't care anymore.&lt;/strong&gt; My life is horrible and everything goes wrong for me." But to his surprise, the lion talks to him and asks him why he feels like his life is so horrible.&lt;strong&gt;The boy goes on to expound on all the difficulties of his journey, making mention of every encounter with lions. &lt;/strong&gt;He says that surely he must've had the worst life of all because everything always went so wrong. Then he asks‚ "See, don't you now agree that my life is cursed?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lion responds, &lt;/strong&gt;"No. Instead I see that your life is blessed." Shocked, the boy asks him how, and the lion replies‚ "There was never more than one lion with you on your entire journey. And I was that lion.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was the one who chased you at the beginning of your journey so that you would travel with a companion.&lt;/strong&gt; I was the one who scared away hungry animals at night, even though my growls also scared you. And when you were running for safety in the city, I was the one who chased you just when you felt like you had no more strength left.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Through chasing you I gave you the strength to run harder than before so that your pursuers wouldn't catch up with you.&lt;/strong&gt; And now, when you are lost and feel at the end of your rope, I am here with you to show you the way home."&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loved ones, through this simple, childish story, I am trying to show you a great truth.&lt;/strong&gt; You see, I am that "Lion" in your life. I am the One Who has allowed each of the difficulties—the "lions"—in your life, even the "last straws" that you felt were certainly more than you could take&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't do this to make it hard for you, and not even for the sole purpose of making you stronger.&lt;/strong&gt; I do this to preserve you, to keep you, and to ensure that you will make it safely Home again. The main reason I allow difficulties in your journey is truly for your own benefit, because I see that without them you wouldn't reach My destinations in time, you wouldn't gain the sweeter benefits of closeness with others which gives you strength and the will to keep going, you wouldn't reach the end of your rope where all you're depending on is Me and My ability to help you through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-8865558427744513413?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/8865558427744513413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=8865558427744513413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8865558427744513413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/8865558427744513413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-face-lion.html' title='How to Face the Lion'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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/_QbT6KdedcH0/RqijgcjkPOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uUgAl-FsjGE/s72-c/lion01-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-6156102325344497566</id><published>2007-07-26T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T05:50:01.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for You - Julie Greeneye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mamQfyiwt3w' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mamQfyiwt3w'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a beautiful song pls listen. LYA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-6156102325344497566?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/6156102325344497566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=6156102325344497566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6156102325344497566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6156102325344497566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/07/pray-for-you-julie-greeneye.html' title='Pray for You - Julie Greeneye'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-5986438814563603459</id><published>2007-06-19T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T17:19:35.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Standing Strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More than Just Your Smile'/><title type='text'>The Heart Cries...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;This is written by one of you, one who has felt that no matter how hard she tried, it didn't matter...she would always fall and be looked down upon. In those dark moments when despair seems too much to bear and the world comes crashing to the ground...she looked up and this is what she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me to commit all the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me to let go of all this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me to see through this fog and rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And to know that you are always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;To guide me on this rugged trail,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Which I cannot by look at and shy away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus, it's too hard a climb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And I feel I lack the strength to even try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;But not that I have realized just how far down I've come along,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me to pick up my cross and start where I left off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Though it hurts to admit that I've been wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And though I know it won't just be another walk,(but an arduous climb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I cling to You that You will, if you please, take me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And show me how to be more like Thee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, sweet Jesus, how it hurts! Please, show me how to go on and learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me not to go or hold back, nor hesitate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Just because my next step might seem a bit "unsafe".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Give me the courage to leap out into the abyss, fully letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And trusting that in that space of time when I am one with the wind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Soaring high about the pull of gravity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You will have granted my heart's wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;--You will have given my wings to fly high and out of this pit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;How you ever felt so helplessly lost and that you can't make it one more step and that cross seems to much to bear? I know that this year has been the hardest I have faced. But despite all of it, He has always been there. When I felt like I so lost and not even worth rescuing and couldn't do much but whisper "Help me, I cannot!" He lifted me up and said "I was just waiting for you say that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sometimes we feel like we don't deserve to be helped, and are too proud to ask for help, I know I am! But I have seen that it's the little decisions we make each moment that pave the way for our future. Yes, you have heard it before...it's the little choice, the little foxes that spoil the vine...well, I have just taken a look back and realized just how true that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I have decided that with the Lord's help and with my Eleria, I will continue on for Him. Even though it hurts, though the pain may seem too hard to bear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Please, do pray for me...it's not an easy one to tackle, but if with every moment I chose to do what I know He wants me to, then a minute will pass, then an hour, then a whole day...and then I will have to start again the next day. But with every day it has become easier, and I don't want to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Thank you for being there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Much love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;In humility and desperation, call on the keys of change, regeneration and deliverance to make you a new woman--one who loves Me and My Word above all, and who is an embodiment of the new weapons and moves of My Spirit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-5986438814563603459?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/5986438814563603459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=5986438814563603459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5986438814563603459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5986438814563603459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/06/heart-cries.html' title='The Heart Cries...'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-5323081276851844122</id><published>2007-06-08T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:35:00.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bridge of Prayer'/><title type='text'>See You When I See You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A dear friend of mine just left Romania,--I love you, Bunny... you are dearly missed! But I know that the Lord is taking good care of you. And we are all praying for you with all our hearts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wrote something for you so you don't forget us over here in the land of dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farewell, my friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember this is not the end,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nor is it a good-bye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Jesus is holding us side by side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And one day, not too far from here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll look back and smile through our tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These burdens which we now bear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He'll turn them to the cross we'll wear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile, don't you cry. He is right there by your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And in those times when you feel alone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't forget:--Just don't let go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-5323081276851844122?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/5323081276851844122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=5323081276851844122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5323081276851844122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5323081276851844122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/06/see-you-when-i-see-you.html' title='See You When I See You...'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-7170688156334156063</id><published>2007-06-01T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T12:20:28.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Letter'/><title type='text'>NEWS LETTER '05</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;PTL! Another month has passed (4 more to go YAY!!) and it has been even better than the one before---not easier but definitely better.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I thought I had cried all the tears I had left to cry, boy was I wrong! (I have to mention though that the Lord has lovingly wiped each one of them away.) I thought the hardest part was over--not quite. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;It was a difficult month for different reasons some too long to even begin to explain, but what you should all know is that I’m still here, still hanging on, and still fighting alongside you in prayer and by the grace of God I will continue to do so. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I’ve felt so weak this month both physically and spiritually. I felt it was too much strain to even hold on to the Lord’s hand and that’s when He said to me: “You don’t have to strive so hard to hold My hand, just let Me hold yours.” Isn’t He the best?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Have you ever felt like a “rotten apple”? …For whatever reason? Well I know how that feels now for I have plenty of times this month, and I know it’s discouraging to feel that way and like no one really cares...But I tend to forget that there is some One who’s always there to love us and that looks into our hearts and deeper than anyone else can, can you guess who?... You got it, -- JESUS! He’s always there even when I fall and fail, even when I push Him away and when I don’t try my best. Even when He’s been waiting for me for hours and I’ve been ignoring Him, He’s always there; always faithful always loving. Isn’t He wonderful? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I’ve truly felt like I’ve been walking through the desert, the scorching sun burning me, the hot air striking my face, and the burning sand stinging my feet. Weak and tired of yet another sand storm, but my sweet Jesus has been faithful and has given me times of peace and surcease from the battle, shade from the sun, an oasis in the midst of the desert. And He’s helping me more often than not to look back and see the progress He’s helped me make. (It really does wonders for you to turn back and see how far you’ve come, you guys should try it, -- just ask the Lord to show you.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;This month the Lord has really taught me to be patient; to depend on Him fully because I don’t have anyone that I can depend on, but Him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I “lost” my ticket to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mexico&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, (it got cancelled) and I have no money to get a new one, which means that I can’t go back there any time soon. (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mexico&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has been “my country.” It’s the only place where I could live ok, with not many problems and get a job… etc, etc). So the Lord closed that door and I know He wants me to continue being a missionary even without the “title” or status. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I think one difficult part of this month is realizing how much I’m missing. (I felt so sad about the XD, by next year I might not be able to attend as I will turn 22, buah!! But who knows He might have something up His sleeve), all the new Word coming out, like that “Gold, Roses and Thorns” GN. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I saw the cover and I instantly thought... “Man, just from looking at it seems it was written just for me.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;You have the Word-- treasure it! Read it, enjoy it, and dwell on it. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m getting a little taste of what it will be like in the End Time with no Word... but TTL! I’m going back to the basics and I know it won’t be forever. I know it’s definitely making me appreciate it more and I know by the time I get to read it I will be very, very happy to have it back...so read it, amen?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;The Lord has also been very sweet to me this month and has given me the opportunity to visit a very close friend--(I LOVE YOU DEBBIE!!) and I was also able to say bye to a very close friend of mine who is going to India--(I’ll miss you Kat.) And He gave me many of my material heart’s desires. (He supplied a guitar, nice perfumes, clothes, an mp3 player, microphone\headphone set and some donations that came right when I needed them. He never fails). To encourage me He even told a good friend that was visiting the home here that I needed a charger and rechargeable batteries and He told him to get it for me (GBY! Victor). Does He spoil us or what? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;I want to really thank you all for praying for me and caring for me. I would like to give special thanks to Mynomi—thank you for always being there. Gabe—thanks for your encouragement and care. Sara Powdrill—thanks for taking the time to hear from the Lord for me. Debbie—thank you for your encouragement and sample that says more than words.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;Well, those were some of the victories I had this month. I hope this will be an encouragement to any of you who have been going trough difficult times this month.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;If I can make it...SO CAN YOU!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;People have said to me recently: “We’re so proud of you for making it and for doing this and that...” But the truth is-- I’m just doing exactly what you’re doing. I’m choosing to stand. I’m choosing to fight and hold on to the Lord even with my last breath and so are you! Therefore, we’re going to make it no doubt. Remember it’s all about wanting that crown every day. I love you all very much, thank you for your prayers, love and care. XOOXOXOX—Consuelo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The battle is not over yet so please continue to keep me in your prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Sylfaen;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-7170688156334156063?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/7170688156334156063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=7170688156334156063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/7170688156334156063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/7170688156334156063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/06/news-letter-05.html' title='NEWS LETTER &apos;05'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1143584009585259958.post-6956025598915662846</id><published>2007-06-01T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T12:18:29.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='More than Just Your Smile'/><title type='text'>Just a Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I came to you in crucial time,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I knew I had to give my all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;With you the Lord answered my cry,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;For I knew He saw me fall.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I heard you call me in the wind,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I heard whispered in my ear,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;“Come to us we need you here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;And from this road you need not fear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;In many ways you changed my life,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;You taught me strength, you taught me love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;You brought me peace amidst the strife.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;And I will miss you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I will miss your lovely country side,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I will miss your lushly mountains.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;That I will miss you, I cannot hide,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;And all the memories that rush like fountains.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I will miss your warmth and friendliness,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Your kind and simple ways.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;You filled my life with liveliness,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;That I will not forget.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I will miss your love and generosity,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I will miss your flowers and your hills.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;To think of my wonderful time here,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;My soul with joy it fills.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;With every smiling face that greets me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;You help me Lord to go my way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Thanking You for the time I spent here,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Thanking You for everyday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;You have been my land of hopes and dreams,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;You've made me smile, you've made me cry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I'm saying good bye… or so it seems,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;At least for a time from here I must fly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Romania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;.... Oh &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Romania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I must leave and go away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;It hurts my heart to let you go,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;How I wish that I could stay.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I've learned so much in this place,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Lessons I take with me today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the beauty of it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will never fade away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-6956025598915662846?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/6956025598915662846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=6956025598915662846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6956025598915662846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/6956025598915662846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-peek.html' title='Just a Peek'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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-1143584009585259958.post-5295620144333821138</id><published>2007-06-01T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T13:41:32.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Standing Strong'/><title type='text'>CHOOSE TO STAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you ever get the impression that a certain trial is never going to end and that it’s only going to get worse?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because even when you think you’re fighting and doing your best, it seems that all of Hell has decided to come get you and you feel like you’ve never had that many trials in a day? Do you ever feel that way?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know I do sometimes, (like today.) I felt so discouraged and depressed and as I was trying to fight and praise tons more trials came to my head and doubts and lies from the enemy...so many I really felt incapable of handling it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I’m fighting too many battles at the same time, and let me tell ya it’s not easy… I know you have all been through that at least a few times, am I right? So I asked the Lord: “Why is it that whenever I decide in my heart that I’m going to fight, and be praiseful, and I’m going to get a victory I get fought the most? Why is it that when I make that effort I get hit with the most battles and the most trials?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And He said something like this:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jesus speaking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;:&lt;/i&gt; I’m going to use the example of a sports movie this time (kind of like a parable).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have you ever watched one of those sports movies where there’s the good team, (that’s you and I’m your coach), and there’s the “bad team”, (a.k.a. the Devil and his minions)? In one of those movies usually the good team has to put a huge effort in the game to learn to play as a team (in everyone of those movies there’s difficult times for the team, such as when one of the players gets hurt or too many good players are out of the game, and usually they don’t start out by winning too much).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But then when the team learns to play together, not as a one man show but as a team, then things start improving and you see the good team winning a lot more often than before. Then you have the bad team which sees you as a huge threat because they’re used to winning against everyone... ( the Devil has pretty much the world in his hands....except of course that the Lord can take it away any time and we’ve got a good deal of it already heheh!) But somehow they know it won’t be easy to beat you (if it even happens).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So the bad coach (the Devil) sees you striving to win and really putting your all into the game and he gathers his team and says: “Look at number 14(or whatever,-- that’s you) he’s really in our way, we cannot win unless he’s out of the picture, so go hurt him! Get him out of the way, -- kill him!” So the filthy little scum sends his little ugly minions to hurt you while you’re playing and fouling you as much as they can so they can have you out of the picture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So it is when you’re striving to heed my words, when you’re fighting to raise the standard, when you’re doing all you can to hang on to your crown, and when you’re working towards that which is eternal.....But of course the Devil knows you’re going to win if you keep it up, so he tries his best to send lies, discouragement, trials of every sort, to bring you down and out of the game.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;YET you must also remember one thing; in all those movies the good team ALWAYS wins, even if it’s hard. Even when they have to work and train A LOT! To reach that medal/gold cup/1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; place etc...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So you My loves will win; no matter what the Devil throws your way. No matter what the obstacle… Stand fast in My Word and in the power of the keys and you will NOT be defeated!! No matter how hard it gets, keep holding on to your crown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Decide in your heart everyday that you want that crown, -- that 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; price-- And that no matter what comes your way you’re going to fight to hold on to it (till the blood runs down your arms, being true to the creed that is written on your heart, picking up your cross daily and following Me). Amen? (eop)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Isn’t that awesome? We will NEVER be defeated so long as we call on the keys, stay in the Word, and hang on to our crown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I want that crown (and I know you want it too) so let’s pray for each other and let’s stay true to our calling. Let’s choose to stand!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With much love –Consuelo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;P.S. pray for me lots as I’ll be praying for you guys, as well, and feel free to send this to anyone that you u think could use it LOVE YOU ALL LOTS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1143584009585259958-5295620144333821138?l=choosetostand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/feeds/5295620144333821138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1143584009585259958&amp;postID=5295620144333821138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5295620144333821138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1143584009585259958/posts/default/5295620144333821138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choosetostand.blogspot.com/2007/06/choose-to-stand.html' title='CHOOSE TO STAND'/><author><name>Aegle Nymph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646771761475365598</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></feed>
