<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:30:43 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Arturo De la Mora</category><category>www.arturodelamora.com</category><category>arturodelamora.com</category><category>Internet Campus</category><category>Internet Pastor</category><category>My Naked Pastor</category><category>Church on Internet</category><category>Naked Pastor</category><category>mynakedpastor</category><category>Live Church</category><category>potential</category><category>Pastor</category><category>www.mynakedpastor.com</category><category>Naked</category><category>Family</category><category>Troy Gramling</category><category>frclive.tv</category><category>:: Auto Biography</category><category>Faith</category><category>Love</category><category>Marriage</category><category>flamingo road church</category><category>Authentic</category><category>Couple</category><category>Ministry</category><category>Christmas</category><category>fun</category><category>Baptism</category><category>Discipline</category><category>learning</category><category>Antonio De la Mora</category><category>Beach</category><category>Challenge</category><category>Decisions</category><category>Gifts</category><category>Gratitude</category><category>Leadership</category><category>Personal Growth</category><category>Values</category><category>expectations</category><category>health</category><category>Antenna</category><category>Antology</category><category>Ants</category><category>Awake.</category><category>Camera</category><category>Carrasco</category><category>Cheap</category><category>De la Mora</category><category>Edgy God</category><category>Fast</category><category>Fingers</category><category>Friendship</category><category>Good</category><category>Grace</category><category>Insecure</category><category>Movement</category><category>Opportunity</category><category>Pain</category><category>Party</category><category>Photo</category><category>Sigfrido</category><category>Success</category><category>Time</category><category>Unique</category><category>Violence</category><category>Wallpaper</category><category>b-day</category><category>creativity</category><category>question</category><category>smile</category><category>teaching</category><category>teleconferencing</category><category>today matters</category><category>wise</category><category>60&#39;s</category><category>Alcoholism</category><category>Alicia Ma. 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Pues resulta que Antonio y María procrearon 6 hijos, Ma. Esther, Antonio, Aureliano, David, Miguel y José Sabás... este último fue el fundador del periódico &quot;Voz Del Norte&quot; que se distribuia en Mocorito, Sinaloa. y que aparentemente sigue siendo publicado: Me encontré este artículo del tío Sabás:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;¿Qué placer puede experimentar el que escribe un anó­nimo, con la intención dolosa de hacer daño? Si ahon­damos un poco, descubrimos con sorpresa que en un rincón de la vida hay monstruos que esgrimen esa arma para vengar agravios. Y si ahondamos más todavía, encontramos al hombre que va con su veneno manchando cuanto encuentra. Herir a mansalva es obra de pequeños, de insignificantes que nada son y que en resumen nada valen, parodiando una frase feliz del señor Lic. Emeterio de la Garza Jr.&lt;br /&gt;
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Si existen a flor de tierra personas que en realidad se in­teresan por el bienestar de los demás y que desean salvar de algún peligro dándoseles puntos y señas de algo que les afecta directamente, ¿por qué no presentarse tales cuales son y sin la careta del misterio? El anónimo puede influir, y de hecho influye, en espíritus vacilantes y débiles; el anónimo es un roedor terrible que al fin y a la postre preocupa a las almas honradas; luego si el que está inclinado a prestar su ayuda al que la necesita, sea para exhibir al criminal, sea para atraer el convencimiento de que aquello o el de más allá ha perdido su honor, ¿Por qué no dar un paso firme en el camino del derecho y de la legalidad?&lt;br /&gt;
Entonces el denunciado y el aludido, por deber, por delicadeza y por obligación, tendría que erguirse o sucumbir en el terreno de las pruebas claras, precisas, irrefutables. El que arroja un anónimo tiene la libertad de servirse a su gusto de cuanto venga a la memoria, pero colocado frente al que ha dirigido sus tiros, esa libertad se extingue, concluye, se acaba, termina de un golpe y porrazo.&lt;br /&gt;
Por lo general, el autor del anónimo desciende a la vida privada: allí se apega, allí muerde, allí se hace sangre. Está reconocido por los hombres de valor y de cerebro de todos los tiempos y de todas las épocas, pensadores y filósofos, legisladores y políticos, que la vida privada de cada uno no debe tocarse, porque es única, es sagrada, porque en suma, no nos pertenece ir a investigar con el escalpelo de la censura o de la crítica mordaz, lo que la mujer o el hombre sin dar escándalo, ni andar de calle en calle, ni de plaza en plaza, pueda hacer o sea capaz de hacerlo…&lt;br /&gt;
Entrando en otro orden de cosas, a una mujer de esas que van a dar al arroyo, y comercian con su cuerpo y su corazón, aun cuando nos consten sus deslices, no estamos autorizados para gritárselos en público. Y es que a su vida privada no tenemos que penetrar de igual manera que penetramos a una plaza de toros donde todos vociferan ruidosamente.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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El tio José Sabás fue fusilado el día 31 de mayo de 1911 por las fuerzas maderistas que habían entrado y tomado la ciudad de Mocorito... Un hombre que llevó hasta sus últimas consecuencias, su convicción, su civismo y su vida.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2011/05/centenario-de-un-fusilamiento_31.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-4736667792274986825</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 23:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-31T19:11:29.596-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">De la Mora</category><title>Centenario de un fusilamiento</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.lavozdelnorte.com.mx/semanario/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jose-sabas-de-la-mora-263x300.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;Hurgando en los anales históricos de nuestro país, logré encontrar un pequeño rastro que me condujo a conocer a todos los hermanos y hermana de mi abuelo Antonio, así como saber quienes fueron sus padres, o sea, ya logré llegar a conocer a mis bisabuelos Antonio y María! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Pues resulta que Antonio y María procrearon 6 hijos, Ma. Esther, Antonio, Aureliano, David, Miguel y José Sabás... este último fue el fundador del periódico &quot;Voz Del Norte&quot; que se distribuia en Mocorito, Sinaloa. y que aparentemente sigue siendo publicado: Me encontré este artículo del tío Sabás:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&quot;¿Qué placer puede experimentar el que escribe un anó­nimo, con la intención dolosa de hacer daño? Si ahon­damos un poco, descubrimos con sorpresa que en un rincón de la vida hay monstruos que esgrimen esa arma para vengar agravios. Y si ahondamos más todavía, encontramos al hombre que va con su veneno manchando cuanto encuentra. Herir a mansalva es obra de pequeños, de insignificantes que nada son y que en resumen nada valen, parodiando una frase feliz del señor Lic. Emeterio de la Garza Jr.&lt;br /&gt;
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Si existen a flor de tierra personas que en realidad se in­teresan por el bienestar de los demás y que desean salvar de algún peligro dándoseles puntos y señas de algo que les afecta directamente, ¿por qué no presentarse tales cuales son y sin la careta del misterio? El anónimo puede influir, y de hecho influye, en espíritus vacilantes y débiles; el anónimo es un roedor terrible que al fin y a la postre preocupa a las almas honradas; luego si el que está inclinado a prestar su ayuda al que la necesita, sea para exhibir al criminal, sea para atraer el convencimiento de que aquello o el de más allá ha perdido su honor, ¿Por qué no dar un paso firme en el camino del derecho y de la legalidad?&lt;br /&gt;
Entonces el denunciado y el aludido, por deber, por delicadeza y por obligación, tendría que erguirse o sucumbir en el terreno de las pruebas claras, precisas, irrefutables. El que arroja un anónimo tiene la libertad de servirse a su gusto de cuanto venga a la memoria, pero colocado frente al que ha dirigido sus tiros, esa libertad se extingue, concluye, se acaba, termina de un golpe y porrazo.&lt;br /&gt;
Por lo general, el autor del anónimo desciende a la vida privada: allí se apega, allí muerde, allí se hace sangre. Está reconocido por los hombres de valor y de cerebro de todos los tiempos y de todas las épocas, pensadores y filósofos, legisladores y políticos, que la vida privada de cada uno no debe tocarse, porque es única, es sagrada, porque en suma, no nos pertenece ir a investigar con el escalpelo de la censura o de la crítica mordaz, lo que la mujer o el hombre sin dar escándalo, ni andar de calle en calle, ni de plaza en plaza, pueda hacer o sea capaz de hacerlo…&lt;br /&gt;
Entrando en otro orden de cosas, a una mujer de esas que van a dar al arroyo, y comercian con su cuerpo y su corazón, aun cuando nos consten sus deslices, no estamos autorizados para gritárselos en público. Y es que a su vida privada no tenemos que penetrar de igual manera que penetramos a una plaza de toros donde todos vociferan ruidosamente.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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El tio José Sabás fue fusilado el día 31 de mayo de 1911 por las fuerzas maderistas que habían entrado y tomado la ciudad de Mocorito... Un hombre que llevó hasta sus últimas consecuencias, su convicción, su civismo y su vida.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2011/05/centenario-de-un-fusilamiento.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-4634086334267014678</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Mar 2011 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-10T08:52:04.698-05:00</atom:updated><title>Are you young at heart?</title><description>&quot;Fairy tales can come true it can happen to you,&lt;br /&gt;
if you&#39;re young at heart.&quot;  Today is the first day of a new stage of my life, and I know that there is a lot of thing to be done, and I discovered that aging is a matter of a way of thinking. You&#39;ll become old, the day you stop learning, challenging yourself, trying to make your life &quot;easier&quot;. Paul wrote on the Bible: &quot;Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.&quot; So, renew your mind every day, and no matter if you are 18 or 105, you&#39;ll be young, not only at Heart, but also at Life! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/a6PVmIf5_g0?fs=1&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; allowFullScreen=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2011/03/are-you-young-at-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/a6PVmIf5_g0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-8048574223447699811</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-17T12:19:14.625-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">advise</category><title>A good advise!</title><description>I visited a friend of mine who lives on the middle of the loneliness and as part of our conversation he shared with me &quot;I give advise to no one, because those who are wise, they don&#39;t need it and those who are dumb, are unable to follow it&quot;. After our conversation, I was thinking of what he shared with me... on the popular phrases there is wisdom, nevertheless as my friend said, &quot;dumbs are unable to follow advise&quot; and there is a lot of people who believe &quot;No one get experience from others&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I believe that wisdom depends of our capability to learn from the experience of others, so the wise have been those who are able to observe the other&#39;s actions, and they are able to get conclusions from there, avoid their mistakes and are able to improve the good. &lt;br /&gt;
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There is a proverb that says &quot;If you don&#39;t get advise you will never be an old man...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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And there is this olive for your cocktail... &lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed.&quot;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2010/07/good-advise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-1680576161670853001</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 02:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-02T14:15:01.818-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Authentic</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Challenge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Lies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Truth</category><title>Truth or dare?</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PN9ju1pI910yNW3wnxMliZE57ONxixJHo6zwwMYjcucbM5XitTE4_FMu6uSDzFKleiiuDbluB0UUJz0FVwIf7fh9FNa3X02ewAl97p3_w3HYqbwsK8uemjbHzaPASK4QXLEjWYP1zUo/s1600-h/me.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402309217214833282&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PN9ju1pI910yNW3wnxMliZE57ONxixJHo6zwwMYjcucbM5XitTE4_FMu6uSDzFKleiiuDbluB0UUJz0FVwIf7fh9FNa3X02ewAl97p3_w3HYqbwsK8uemjbHzaPASK4QXLEjWYP1zUo/s400/me.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 284px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
One of the things that is surprising to me today, is the low value that many people assign to their own promises. Teenagers don&#39;t believe their parents, because they never fulfill their promises; Couples say &quot;I&#39;ll stand by you forever&quot; and few months later they walk on the opposite direction; politicians make promises to earn votes, and once the election is done, they forgot about it. I remember one of the first things I learned from my grandmother it was the value of my word. &quot;A gentleman always fulfill his promises, a man with no word has no honor&quot; and I learned to live by that principle. Few weeks ago, I was having a discussion with one of the leaders on the youth ministry at Flamingo Road Church about some technical difficulties we were experiencing during the broadcasting of our Student Service online, and I challenged him to fix the failures, so if he would complete the task with no errors, I will do my hair like him... (He had a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Mohawk&lt;/span&gt; haircut with pink) another leader hear me and she said... &quot;I dare you... you don&#39;t&quot; and all I said was, well if you make it work, I&#39;ll do it. You have my word... and guess what... they made it work with no failure... I had a lot of arguments to don&#39;t accomplish the challenge, &quot;I&#39;m a pastor, and what if I need to do a funeral...&quot; or &quot;I was kidding...&quot; or any other reason but I gave my word... and that was enough to me to complete the task, so here I am... truth or dare?  Finally, the Student Ministry Internet Campus won the challenge, and I also won because the service now runs with no tech issues... it has been a lot of fun and a very challenging but interesting experience with my &quot;Pink Mohawk Look&quot;. Do you agree?</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/11/truth-or-dare.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PN9ju1pI910yNW3wnxMliZE57ONxixJHo6zwwMYjcucbM5XitTE4_FMu6uSDzFKleiiuDbluB0UUJz0FVwIf7fh9FNa3X02ewAl97p3_w3HYqbwsK8uemjbHzaPASK4QXLEjWYP1zUo/s72-c/me.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>37</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-2661028208516854581</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 17:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T18:28:02.599-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Faith</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tree</category><title>The Tree of faith!</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZl2WE6NASpHD9PmVNeWJ0zaAYro6dJx1N9hoeOHNf3tIYa4FXwvN0_pwjchzOTBTvjeo7zIwsdbNoWbV4JIMv6bq3-GqnO-V0Q6fQyXwd3CaWxJsRaiA_it0RH5aa5SJNytNcTKTTG2U/s1600-h/tree.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZl2WE6NASpHD9PmVNeWJ0zaAYro6dJx1N9hoeOHNf3tIYa4FXwvN0_pwjchzOTBTvjeo7zIwsdbNoWbV4JIMv6bq3-GqnO-V0Q6fQyXwd3CaWxJsRaiA_it0RH5aa5SJNytNcTKTTG2U/s400/tree.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401863710164197154&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last January we were on the process of buying our house, by that time we really did&#39;t knew for sure if we could get the property for what we offered... at that time, it was uncertain the purchase of the property, but we saw a tall Christmas tree and I always wanted to have a tall tree at home and I told Dora: &quot;We are going to buy that tree, on faith&quot; I knew that we didn&#39;t know for sure if we were going to get our dream house, but on faith we decided to buy the tree (It was also 75% off), so we bought it and stored until we purchased our house... then it was the first box to be placed on the attic, besides other Christmas purchases and we decided to bring it on before thanks giving, so here is a picture of the just unpacked and lighted tree of the faith... Decorations will come soon!</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/11/tree-of-faith.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZl2WE6NASpHD9PmVNeWJ0zaAYro6dJx1N9hoeOHNf3tIYa4FXwvN0_pwjchzOTBTvjeo7zIwsdbNoWbV4JIMv6bq3-GqnO-V0Q6fQyXwd3CaWxJsRaiA_it0RH5aa5SJNytNcTKTTG2U/s72-c/tree.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-3468186483090141357</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Oct 2009 01:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T21:25:11.864-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Suicide</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Testimony</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Violence</category><title>Just a little...</title><description>I had the opportunity to share just a little bit of my life on a short video at Flamingo Road Church. Here is it... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowfullscreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6886486&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6886486&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;300&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/6886486&quot;&gt;Arturo De la Mora Testimony&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/user515882&quot;&gt;Arturo De la Mora&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://vimeo.com/&quot;&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-little.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-7739540592430815604</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-03T23:26:28.076-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Crest</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">De la Mora</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Escudo</category><title>The De la Mora Crest</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhDi6I8YQL8QSFdGRASBCj1_UuxLqPeEb9WxM9dn-AlqZD5ILRyowzkbPu1sOElKoMw9MQf8fPj2si8NF4_zUSNnOd0ygtEbnEdp6JEBDhcjEKl46BGaD6SO1rF6HHJ2oqq8TWieOgzXQ/s1600-h/de_la_mora_crest.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331799207344704498&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhDi6I8YQL8QSFdGRASBCj1_UuxLqPeEb9WxM9dn-AlqZD5ILRyowzkbPu1sOElKoMw9MQf8fPj2si8NF4_zUSNnOd0ygtEbnEdp6JEBDhcjEKl46BGaD6SO1rF6HHJ2oqq8TWieOgzXQ/s400/de_la_mora_crest.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some research, I found the Family Crest and it is just like the one I remember it was on my Grandmother&#39;s house. I always wonder why it was there, just hanging on the entrance, no one gave me an explanation of it, it was there just like any other picture on the wall. There was always a lot of mystery on the stories of my Granddad, all I knew, he was a great band director and musician and that&#39;s all... no other comments, except that my grandmother told me once that she remember when the elected president, Don Adolfo de la Huerta visited the house when my dad was born in 1924 he came on a big limousine to visit my granddad and to meet the newborn. After few months, the president was derogated and he moved to USA, also my family moved to Wichita, Kansas because of political pressure on my granddad who was Minister of de la Huerta&#39;s cabinet... after that, in 1927, my granddad died at the age of 42 because of overweight and alcohol. My grandmother moved back to Mexico with my dad and she was expecting another child... my uncle Jorge. All the family information was stored on the closet of forgetfulness. Now I just start some research looking for the roots of my family... knowing your past will help you to have a better understanding of your today, to help you build a better tomorrow.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/05/de-la-mora-crest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhDi6I8YQL8QSFdGRASBCj1_UuxLqPeEb9WxM9dn-AlqZD5ILRyowzkbPu1sOElKoMw9MQf8fPj2si8NF4_zUSNnOd0ygtEbnEdp6JEBDhcjEKl46BGaD6SO1rF6HHJ2oqq8TWieOgzXQ/s72-c/de_la_mora_crest.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-4488500378962984330</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 19:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T15:47:07.141-04:00</atom:updated><title>Easter at Dania Beach</title><description>&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-DV3qIuZvplOhS3jwaZEONrfEm2S-0RZNhF6kBnP05DH9RjyLDVvLU_DfmEcB97eGh06n70rD9purquuaSLXsSUWhVcw6MGuP3195dxh4dwUC0ueRs2dLL7UYVbgIzo_WzPDoXmJ-CFo/s400/Beach_Baptism2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323893425454818306&quot; /&gt;Today at Dania Beach, we had the privilege to baptize more than 500 people, who decided to commit their life to Christ and have a fresh start. At Sunrise, we walked in to the waters of Atlantic Ocean and we saw how person after person, kids, teenagers, adults and people from all ages got baptized. One very special baptism was my daughter Paulina, she decided to recommit her life to Christ and follow him on baptism. I will always remember this Easter morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjb7K1MTy3lynbtxTEdO1N8vvMkUeyRA2-ltZhc0QmFfF5p1k5Tdv6X1nfFAd8lvcCnOjaF12r9z0PuW4FglLIv5TN1W0tf6iRJ9Vr6EQrNIeM37OAyH4nN8dUa5iOUXbuIMeyBxqdkI/s400/Beach_Baptism3.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323893504351005138&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc2UnE8Nq8w8qqKu-I_gWiA0uMIiUeXCsuT39wFQi-69A-uYpfJXy3A9TTmC_UyL4SOhXvh8PMR0Db7wvGBVAfMJ6gymwl5QrfmT8_BN1IDk-pQKe0EPBiiYmxwTPhgcrqPCFsuSs2umE/s400/Beach_Baptism.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323891802368985906&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-at-dania-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-DV3qIuZvplOhS3jwaZEONrfEm2S-0RZNhF6kBnP05DH9RjyLDVvLU_DfmEcB97eGh06n70rD9purquuaSLXsSUWhVcw6MGuP3195dxh4dwUC0ueRs2dLL7UYVbgIzo_WzPDoXmJ-CFo/s72-c/Beach_Baptism2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-7773843968728292975</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 15:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T12:21:48.170-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sol&#39;s Birthday</title><description>Last Friday, my beloved daughter Sol celebrated her 9th Birthday, and it was a two day celebration... so early on the morning we sang &quot;Las Mañanitas&quot; and &quot;Happy Birthday to you &quot; and on Saturday we had the party at our new home, so on the middle of all painting and repairs, we had her friends and my beloved prepared some nice art activities for the girls, we had fun, pizza, and we had the traditional Piñata and few games. We just remember how nine years ago, we were on our way to Fort Lauderdale from Mexico and while we were at Orlando, she was born. Here are some of the picture of the party:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; src=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;267&quot; flashvars=&quot;host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Farturo.delamora%2Falbumid%2F5315724432863317713%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss&quot; pluginspage=&quot;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/03/sols-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-2948729904561635928</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-15T23:23:59.762-04:00</atom:updated><title>On my way!</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGsKhTVcep0qmLm3S-0P3qry6dq330SSrcizfnCqhK1UQsmni2sCjQpGdxGsBmb0zq0Ysz32d76FdQ7aJaWLsPfnprqFvACdTwpjOVALvKDAqXwfk6GZwAwU0lPMZTVeWe92-YMs4YRMU/s1600-h/my_room.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313618886422000258&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGsKhTVcep0qmLm3S-0P3qry6dq330SSrcizfnCqhK1UQsmni2sCjQpGdxGsBmb0zq0Ysz32d76FdQ7aJaWLsPfnprqFvACdTwpjOVALvKDAqXwfk6GZwAwU0lPMZTVeWe92-YMs4YRMU/s400/my_room.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After several trials, I got the color/texture I wanted for my bedroom. Since We moved to our new house, it has been a trial-error process, from demolishing to paint. I really wanted for my bedroom a special finish on the paint, and on our first trial, we were &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;unsuccessful&lt;/span&gt;, so, we tried again, and again, and finally, I got it... and as my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.troygramling.com/&quot;&gt;Pastor, Troy Gramling&lt;/a&gt; has encouraged us to reach our potential, some times we get discouraged after a failure, and we have two options, give up, or apply our values, think and try again. Never take a failure as a destination, failure should be always only a stop on our way to success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-my-way.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGsKhTVcep0qmLm3S-0P3qry6dq330SSrcizfnCqhK1UQsmni2sCjQpGdxGsBmb0zq0Ysz32d76FdQ7aJaWLsPfnprqFvACdTwpjOVALvKDAqXwfk6GZwAwU0lPMZTVeWe92-YMs4YRMU/s72-c/my_room.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-4174376437513464255</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-11T12:00:16.381-04:00</atom:updated><title>Surprise Birthday Party!</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width:auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/C-lyx_h7peGycW210z65uQ?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuS72FrNUwooLpREuRaqv95Qr45Z6ZccEIzX0cM3QSEbvOuhABN1bB4dFIjM0cChg5wxT5kcehR9hs07loY1C_o4IkZKlCXo-1sEtAoCKiO8cqljeB9GjQHyuSmUTe8lhotOyDe0UpDr8/s400/DSC_0213.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right&quot;&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/arturo.delamora/2009ArturoSBirthday?feat=embedwebsite&quot;&gt;2009 Arturo&#39;s Birthday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my beloved prepared me a surprise party at our new house  and we got Tacos with green and red &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mole_(sauce)&quot;&gt;mole&lt;/a&gt;, also &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Sarai&lt;/span&gt;, baked a cake, and Tania decorated it. Paulina and Sol helped with the decoration, and my beloved she coordinated everything. I got 264 messages on my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; page, 28 email messages and three comments on my blog. I also got a surprise at the office from my friends with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt; and a singing &quot;Happy Birthday&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;balloon&lt;/span&gt; with Elvis voice, a special treat with chocolate, mousse and delicious strawberries, and multiple cards. It was a very special birthday, I&#39;m now 48, but celebrating at our new house it was a great blessing. Thanks to every one who send me a message or text or email or comment or card... it is so great to see God&#39;s love trough others.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprise-birthday-party.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuS72FrNUwooLpREuRaqv95Qr45Z6ZccEIzX0cM3QSEbvOuhABN1bB4dFIjM0cChg5wxT5kcehR9hs07loY1C_o4IkZKlCXo-1sEtAoCKiO8cqljeB9GjQHyuSmUTe8lhotOyDe0UpDr8/s72-c/DSC_0213.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-988252982355066274</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Mar 2009 01:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T21:30:43.576-04:00</atom:updated><title>What a way to celebrate a B-day!</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU9vFZSeP74zgs_haoGj2NhuSUqit7pZJHHbViuWnVJ_JdSeqMgUoqX3QBau8HkpSIbR4zb6ISa_fwVKKRWlo56Wxq6rA6eLWoN-mm5-6Z13SQGohpYBz7VUiowgmkLK68b1UTW25t6YQ/s1600-h/happy_birthday.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU9vFZSeP74zgs_haoGj2NhuSUqit7pZJHHbViuWnVJ_JdSeqMgUoqX3QBau8HkpSIbR4zb6ISa_fwVKKRWlo56Wxq6rA6eLWoN-mm5-6Z13SQGohpYBz7VUiowgmkLK68b1UTW25t6YQ/s400/happy_birthday.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311363234187197042&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/span&gt; celebrating my 48&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday with a new house for my family, it has been a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;loooooooong&lt;/span&gt; process but finally, last &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; we sign our first house in US, and we start the process of moving in and adapting the house to our &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;likeness&lt;/span&gt;, our colors, ideas and more... It has been fun painting, demolishing some walls, choosing colors, selecting some new furniture, discussing some changes... but the most important thing, is that we are doing all as a family, and is helping us to share leadership, tasks, duties, games, and fun... God has been really good with us. Tomorrow we will celebrate my b-day at home, between dust, paint, tools, love and fun.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-way-to-celebrate-b-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU9vFZSeP74zgs_haoGj2NhuSUqit7pZJHHbViuWnVJ_JdSeqMgUoqX3QBau8HkpSIbR4zb6ISa_fwVKKRWlo56Wxq6rA6eLWoN-mm5-6Z13SQGohpYBz7VUiowgmkLK68b1UTW25t6YQ/s72-c/happy_birthday.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-500002052375897282</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T12:38:11.052-04:00</atom:updated><title>Wailing Wall</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphyphenhypheny6KK-JRSy97eJZfCXzebMFzoikmnGSZ6RK_aMWT7V5zxD83KwQl6q-JH6JyoivTBTGD7UuEWAJcq2eS6eYEusZVA93UaN-qV7GEAPVwsv08TCRLzll7j9_ZaF1d2Og4SLRoxXGKp0/s1600-h/wailing_wall.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphyphenhypheny6KK-JRSy97eJZfCXzebMFzoikmnGSZ6RK_aMWT7V5zxD83KwQl6q-JH6JyoivTBTGD7UuEWAJcq2eS6eYEusZVA93UaN-qV7GEAPVwsv08TCRLzll7j9_ZaF1d2Og4SLRoxXGKp0/s400/wailing_wall.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311227847388309970&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.troygramling.com/&quot;&gt;Troy &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Gramling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, my pastor, shared a great teaching about what is important, while he launched the Series &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flamingoroadchurch.com/&quot;&gt;Hell no, It Matters&lt;/a&gt;&quot;. What is relevant about this series, is that we have to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; that is not about us, but others. At the end of the service, people was able to write the name of at least 3 persons to pray for, and placed on the walls we prepared for that purpose at church. On the&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.frclive.tv/&quot;&gt; Internet Campus&lt;/a&gt;, we also created a special form that allowed people from all over the world to connect and to participate on this task, they wrote the names on the form, and the &lt;a href=&quot;http://bvasil.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Campus Pastor&lt;/a&gt; was able to write those names on different cards and put it on the wall. The line between a physical campus and an Internet Campus is getting &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;blurred&lt;/span&gt;, I think soon the Internet Campus will be, just &quot;Campus&quot;. </description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/03/wailing-wall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgphyphenhypheny6KK-JRSy97eJZfCXzebMFzoikmnGSZ6RK_aMWT7V5zxD83KwQl6q-JH6JyoivTBTGD7UuEWAJcq2eS6eYEusZVA93UaN-qV7GEAPVwsv08TCRLzll7j9_ZaF1d2Og4SLRoxXGKp0/s72-c/wailing_wall.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-5674877129212413732</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Feb 2009 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-25T11:59:27.158-05:00</atom:updated><title>Real Food...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPdYO-D6YYBebTDQ1kCn-QW_f6cjgv0Hq4qJUFmk4K6dDMq631Crl-Q21oMWtfKEWYmUthshj-bib93cJWrDMn0nU52ePze4XCyrbHzQo4RVlzBfxJd01257zg5Wcs1f2OSUDIRovURE/s1600-h/Real+Food.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPdYO-D6YYBebTDQ1kCn-QW_f6cjgv0Hq4qJUFmk4K6dDMq631Crl-Q21oMWtfKEWYmUthshj-bib93cJWrDMn0nU52ePze4XCyrbHzQo4RVlzBfxJd01257zg5Wcs1f2OSUDIRovURE/s400/Real+Food.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306780680304028290&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to eat with a very good friend seeking for a Healthy place to eat, and we found a Salads Place... and we got a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;... delicious Salad, healthy, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;nutritious&lt;/span&gt;, but before start eating I was wondering if that is enough to have my body running, and I just remember, that some like my plate, is what real food eats... so if a cow can survive with this, I&#39;ll do it too... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well seriously... I&#39;m so used to eat unhealthy that will be hard to me to get used to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt; food, but I already make that &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt;. I will eat healthy by choice, and may be some day, I will see a plate like this like real food for me... &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-food.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPdYO-D6YYBebTDQ1kCn-QW_f6cjgv0Hq4qJUFmk4K6dDMq631Crl-Q21oMWtfKEWYmUthshj-bib93cJWrDMn0nU52ePze4XCyrbHzQo4RVlzBfxJd01257zg5Wcs1f2OSUDIRovURE/s72-c/Real+Food.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-3863915334985345985</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2009 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-22T12:09:56.993-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Real Gioconda</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyj8x_FbydFaY1kzYmjDHBl-pl9BqYk7A7iN_dKSevLqR9s3cHhE-hBAX5riZtJyDzszUWbtziJ1Pk9TjtMfTyZ92cLCRHUSPTYBG9jE-pm6FEO4LPSptUjV-H_ZKlmLkzQGFKw3XZn9E/s1600-h/the_real_gioconda.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305669656625199010&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyj8x_FbydFaY1kzYmjDHBl-pl9BqYk7A7iN_dKSevLqR9s3cHhE-hBAX5riZtJyDzszUWbtziJ1Pk9TjtMfTyZ92cLCRHUSPTYBG9jE-pm6FEO4LPSptUjV-H_ZKlmLkzQGFKw3XZn9E/s400/the_real_gioconda.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the XVI Century, Leonardo Da Vincy created the Master Piece &quot;La Gioconda&quot; and it was the prototype of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ibiblio.org/wm/paint/glo/renaissance/&quot;&gt;Renaissance&lt;/a&gt;. Last week we went to Key West and I got a picture that was my own and personal Gioconda, so here is my own graphical version of it. This is one of my three Master Pieces, so enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-gioconda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyj8x_FbydFaY1kzYmjDHBl-pl9BqYk7A7iN_dKSevLqR9s3cHhE-hBAX5riZtJyDzszUWbtziJ1Pk9TjtMfTyZ92cLCRHUSPTYBG9jE-pm6FEO4LPSptUjV-H_ZKlmLkzQGFKw3XZn9E/s72-c/the_real_gioconda.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-6302664607651980789</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 16:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-17T12:03:46.880-05:00</atom:updated><title>Key West</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz08O2-Zvq8jYxtTym13ylZs5IAU4FKqiF4PnyQYH0ahyphenhyphenrCKN46yXuxPu0lNUFRE057wLawX3mnqAIhW7_HjXn1RS-OFqOtgbiqT_dVv5SwpDBwy2GrxCOxLF587NH1w3JU9PL0EQu4k/s1600-h/Sunset_at_Key_West.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303812974607456098&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz08O2-Zvq8jYxtTym13ylZs5IAU4FKqiF4PnyQYH0ahyphenhyphenrCKN46yXuxPu0lNUFRE057wLawX3mnqAIhW7_HjXn1RS-OFqOtgbiqT_dVv5SwpDBwy2GrxCOxLF587NH1w3JU9PL0EQu4k/s400/Sunset_at_Key_West.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was President&#39;s day in US, so we had an opportunity to have a quick day off, and since we have been at Florida for almost 9 years now, and we have never visited The Keys, we drove all the way down to Key West, it was a fun experience, we had an opportunity to explore the 2nd largest Coral Reef... and I realized that I have not been swimming on the sea in the last 12 years... at least... Thanks God I&#39;m been at the Gym recovering physical condition, because you need all your streght to swimm at open sea... My daughters swimmed like dolphins and me as a whale... It is good to remember how important is to keep yourself in shape, because time will send the bill and it will be really high when you are not taking care of yourself.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/02/key-west.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz08O2-Zvq8jYxtTym13ylZs5IAU4FKqiF4PnyQYH0ahyphenhyphenrCKN46yXuxPu0lNUFRE057wLawX3mnqAIhW7_HjXn1RS-OFqOtgbiqT_dVv5SwpDBwy2GrxCOxLF587NH1w3JU9PL0EQu4k/s72-c/Sunset_at_Key_West.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-9045448342262040239</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-09T13:36:41.764-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marriage</category><title>A story to share</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIqSY9_-DamE1orABCUv4Aq76licsjA9sMSeiwEX7WjvrCAskxkIm9GJ8UlpijkyD2zsWMe2kBTIOtyyJ5upHg3tX_6RyJtYZd11WlaSo4DsqEWJ3grGUY3fmU8sErthxlBHi5-O7FBcc/s1600-h/josemartin_y_selene.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300868338267316210&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIqSY9_-DamE1orABCUv4Aq76licsjA9sMSeiwEX7WjvrCAskxkIm9GJ8UlpijkyD2zsWMe2kBTIOtyyJ5upHg3tX_6RyJtYZd11WlaSo4DsqEWJ3grGUY3fmU8sErthxlBHi5-O7FBcc/s400/josemartin_y_selene.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, my Pastor &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.troyandsteph.com/&quot;&gt;Troy Gramling &lt;/a&gt;teach about Marriage, and how important is to seek for the symptoms of what can be a massive &quot;Heart Attack&quot; and some suggestions on how to prevent it, if you missed it, check it at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flamingoroadchurch.com/teachings&quot;&gt;FRC Archives.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law has been married for almost 10 years, Her husband was the one who introduced my beloved to me 12 years ago. Sadly she and her husband were having problems since the beginning of their relation fighting all the time. She accepted Christ a couple of years ago and she start praying for her husband, with no response, the problems grew and finally decided to end the relation and moved from California to Florida with her four kids. She came on faith and started attending Flamingo Road Church. On that period of time, her husband moved his eyes to Christ and accepted him as his savior, and he Fly from California to FL and he got baptized at FRC. That was their start of a new age on their marriage, they started conversations, and finally on December she moved back to California to fight again for her marriage. Since then they have been regularly attending a church with the whole family and all the kids. They found a retreat on FL, and they came as couple to the retreat. I was with them and I can see now how he is a complete transformed man, on his way to reach his potential, she keeps up the prayer for the marriage and together I&#39;m sure that on the future they both will follow a call from God to help other couples in distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great difference between having God in your marriage and don’t have it. Without God, your whole live is a fight, everyone is fighting to win, seeking satisfying their own needs and observing what is the other one doing. With God as the center of the marriage, you start seeking and satisfying your beloved one needs and you observe your own behavior. “I see what you need, I see what I do”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great opportunity for you to join us at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.frclive.tv/&quot;&gt;Flamingo Road Church&lt;/a&gt; during “The Family Series”. There is always a lot of things that can help us to improve our life, to improve our marriage, and our relationships.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/02/story-to-share.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIqSY9_-DamE1orABCUv4Aq76licsjA9sMSeiwEX7WjvrCAskxkIm9GJ8UlpijkyD2zsWMe2kBTIOtyyJ5upHg3tX_6RyJtYZd11WlaSo4DsqEWJ3grGUY3fmU8sErthxlBHi5-O7FBcc/s72-c/josemartin_y_selene.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-53757159972129972</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 00:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-31T19:56:02.107-05:00</atom:updated><title>Common sense</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVTg1denTiLZW1y6-qqzqUkaiCkrwNCJ00b4zw2AZ1PDJsasc4BGQwcddHwrhwpMCyMkmFoNofQTZnYT22lUegU9WXmUjN2IqIunRLRcElickGoq_A6weDJs66SFqASEkMUmsO164Gz4/s1600-h/common_sense.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297626331148516482&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVTg1denTiLZW1y6-qqzqUkaiCkrwNCJ00b4zw2AZ1PDJsasc4BGQwcddHwrhwpMCyMkmFoNofQTZnYT22lUegU9WXmUjN2IqIunRLRcElickGoq_A6weDJs66SFqASEkMUmsO164Gz4/s400/common_sense.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was loading the container today, I experienced the result of react, instead of act. I start passing the boxes to a friend who was helping me, and at some point we piled up the boxes on the Dolly to take it to the container, when we saw it, we just laugh about our common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some times in life we are so busy doing what we have to do, that we are unable to apply common sense, that is no other than stop for a second, think and execute… so act not react.. My little ones were really helpful and we had the opportunity to experience collaboration, thinking and fun. This moving story will continue… soon!&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/common-sense.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVTg1denTiLZW1y6-qqzqUkaiCkrwNCJ00b4zw2AZ1PDJsasc4BGQwcddHwrhwpMCyMkmFoNofQTZnYT22lUegU9WXmUjN2IqIunRLRcElickGoq_A6weDJs66SFqASEkMUmsO164Gz4/s72-c/common_sense.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-4293878818290095265</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 21:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-30T18:22:09.889-05:00</atom:updated><title>Moving out...</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuV3Ygbykk1z3CH2IbTQNk8wXXMwSVOnFZ2tw5IEN11Kpb35dkSbyZ12WeCTW5VKRlkh_KuhaWIgbZDIK5Zp0YYc2QNIuUsqIn42bLJuZwXOwE9zONxPU7yaLkfMPUVsI6pDp3hhT1KE/s1600-h/pods.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuV3Ygbykk1z3CH2IbTQNk8wXXMwSVOnFZ2tw5IEN11Kpb35dkSbyZ12WeCTW5VKRlkh_KuhaWIgbZDIK5Zp0YYc2QNIuUsqIn42bLJuZwXOwE9zONxPU7yaLkfMPUVsI6pDp3hhT1KE/s400/pods.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297223496656618754&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s funny, I started my day with &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=romans%2012&amp;amp;version=31&quot;&gt;Romans 12&lt;/a&gt;, later on my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.troyandsteph.com&quot;&gt;pastor&lt;/a&gt; had a meeting with the lead team sharing the same chapter, and two people more called me today about the same scripture... Is God talking to me? I think so. I’m on the middle of a complex moving process, so I have to store all my stuff, and in a few days I&#39;ll be moving in to a new place. It is really complex to move out! Why? We carry a lot of things in life, and many times unnecessary objects. At this point I and my beloved are reevaluating what to keep and what to discard, and Paul said on Romans 12:2 that we have to renew our understanding, discarding what is useless, keeping the functional and opening space for what is coming new.  If we keep a bunch of unnecessary possessions, at some point we&#39;ll be with no capability to acquire new something, you name it. I needed to have a POD (Portable on Demand Storage) to move out, and to store my furniture while I&#39;m able to move in onto a new place. I&#39;ll take a detailed look on the things we are storing, as well as I&#39;ll review what things in my life have become obsolete. There are days funnier than others. BTW... isn&#39;t incredible that is only one person required to move that huge container? LOL</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/moving-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHuV3Ygbykk1z3CH2IbTQNk8wXXMwSVOnFZ2tw5IEN11Kpb35dkSbyZ12WeCTW5VKRlkh_KuhaWIgbZDIK5Zp0YYc2QNIuUsqIn42bLJuZwXOwE9zONxPU7yaLkfMPUVsI6pDp3hhT1KE/s72-c/pods.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-8581240737429794940</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-25T21:12:58.355-05:00</atom:updated><title>Night Camping</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4lc1oQnNILOfdsSMI_pVq0pee8SO8kOMZLP-Qvjc0jkFcPjQCzpma7ehcmwuEftUZCw8SADGeBvAfV-jZts6dfM3eNKJR-pZ8koTdvDjmEb5E1RXgKcXR4vdqPQfdq9Rkjfi9Qd1Jgr0/s1600-h/night_camping.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295419491528839650&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4lc1oQnNILOfdsSMI_pVq0pee8SO8kOMZLP-Qvjc0jkFcPjQCzpma7ehcmwuEftUZCw8SADGeBvAfV-jZts6dfM3eNKJR-pZ8koTdvDjmEb5E1RXgKcXR4vdqPQfdq9Rkjfi9Qd1Jgr0/s400/night_camping.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a lot of fun on outside camping when you are a kid. All you need is a tent, some grass, and a lot of imagination. Sol and Sarai, decided to camp outside tonight to enjoy the open sky and to see the stars, the Orion Belt and other constellations. They got a couple of quilts, some cushions and we all lay down to watch the sky... Looking at the Universe I cannot understand how some one can believe all of that it was an accident, just a Big Bang and Kaboom! Everything was created in perfect harmony. All I can do is to thank God for all of its creation, for my family, for my life. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-camping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4lc1oQnNILOfdsSMI_pVq0pee8SO8kOMZLP-Qvjc0jkFcPjQCzpma7ehcmwuEftUZCw8SADGeBvAfV-jZts6dfM3eNKJR-pZ8koTdvDjmEb5E1RXgKcXR4vdqPQfdq9Rkjfi9Qd1Jgr0/s72-c/night_camping.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-3287133912554870904</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-24T20:54:28.395-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ethos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">potential</category><title>Our Family Ethos:</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-svEr7EvSDwjxMeCAJvClhNGULOEeXaGXdru2-hVmR-QBj2f7NfOvXT4VwKT2Eu0zdRDOMPKddxBdJeL7Zzlc1kgGOTRjpPA3_f9LB_e_pmEmLSrc-5RhydBp4l3koWoLGoCVbhY_ZS4/s1600-h/frc_ethos.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 408px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-svEr7EvSDwjxMeCAJvClhNGULOEeXaGXdru2-hVmR-QBj2f7NfOvXT4VwKT2Eu0zdRDOMPKddxBdJeL7Zzlc1kgGOTRjpPA3_f9LB_e_pmEmLSrc-5RhydBp4l3koWoLGoCVbhY_ZS4/s400/frc_ethos.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295043673608719890&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flamingoroadchurch.com/&quot;&gt;Flamingo Road Churc&lt;/a&gt;h we encourage our staff and volunteers to live accordingly to FRC Ethos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Diversity&lt;/span&gt;: Is there someone not like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Movement&lt;/span&gt;: Which direction am I going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Collaboration&lt;/span&gt;: Who am I doing life with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Potential&lt;/span&gt;: Is this the best that I can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Environment&lt;/span&gt;: How does it make me feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Thinking&lt;/span&gt;: Where am I thinking?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God created us with a great potential, the problem is that very often we are unable to reach ours, just because lack of direction. Working for Flamingo Road Church has helping me to understand the importance of this rules in my life and my pastor, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.troyandsteph.com/&quot;&gt;Troy Gramling&lt;/a&gt; has given us great direction on how to do life together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living accordingly this ethos is not enough, because I believe I have to teach my little ones about it, I started late in my life to take care of my body, so it has been not easy for me to get in shape, start eating healthy etc... and I&#39;m not there yet... as my friend &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.heredes.com/&quot;&gt;Heredes&lt;/a&gt; said, &quot;The best is yet to come&quot;, and now my beloved joined me on this venture as well as my daughters are now exercising regularly. My next challenge is to partner with my family to understand the importance of each of the FRC Ethos in our family life, so we can reach our God’s potential as family, experiencing together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Family Values:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;: Has been God your first priority today?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;: We are together on this journey, so, are we doing our best for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Fitness&lt;/span&gt;: Is this the best I can eat? Am I exercising constantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Diversity&lt;/span&gt;: Are all my friends like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Movement&lt;/span&gt;: Which Direction am I going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Collaboration&lt;/span&gt;: Are we helping each other enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Potential&lt;/span&gt;: Is this the best I can do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Environment&lt;/span&gt;: Is this the best I can keep my area?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Thinking&lt;/span&gt;: Am I reading enough, thinking enough?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just our first sketch, but soon we’ll be walking on the right direction to reach our God’s potential.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-family-ethos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-svEr7EvSDwjxMeCAJvClhNGULOEeXaGXdru2-hVmR-QBj2f7NfOvXT4VwKT2Eu0zdRDOMPKddxBdJeL7Zzlc1kgGOTRjpPA3_f9LB_e_pmEmLSrc-5RhydBp4l3koWoLGoCVbhY_ZS4/s72-c/frc_ethos.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-1483125686144773281</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jan 2009 02:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-22T21:41:17.925-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><title>Lunch buddy</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeVSCX3CJk11bDasQWrv7asWfb1F2HjUzGuVk_W0tL095UfPKUGV5cgBoUL9sVQb-IyMJas6UU2MNe2UH91y-9lnzleiN7wLyx577lLzvZqkoUXOo7zoUSazp6ZXld6-eEquCgZSjkJtA/s1600-h/sarai+306.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294309727831643090&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeVSCX3CJk11bDasQWrv7asWfb1F2HjUzGuVk_W0tL095UfPKUGV5cgBoUL9sVQb-IyMJas6UU2MNe2UH91y-9lnzleiN7wLyx577lLzvZqkoUXOo7zoUSazp6ZXld6-eEquCgZSjkJtA/s400/sarai+306.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Today I got a lunch invitation from a very special and beloved person, I´m talking about &lt;a href=&quot;http://saraidelamora.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Sarai&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/a&gt; my littlest one, she also invited her sister &lt;a href=&quot;http://soldelamora.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Sol &lt;/a&gt;and we were able to have lunch together. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/span&gt; glad I can have this opportunity often, I really enjoy having lunch together :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;The time never stops and every minute you lost, is gone forever, you cannot do anything to recover it. Pictures are little &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;reminders&lt;/span&gt; of what you did and what you don´t. Do not procrastinate your family time... it will never get back. Give always quality time as well as quantity time.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/lunch-buddy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeVSCX3CJk11bDasQWrv7asWfb1F2HjUzGuVk_W0tL095UfPKUGV5cgBoUL9sVQb-IyMJas6UU2MNe2UH91y-9lnzleiN7wLyx577lLzvZqkoUXOo7zoUSazp6ZXld6-eEquCgZSjkJtA/s72-c/sarai+306.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-5309930098245548448</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 17:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T12:38:33.831-05:00</atom:updated><title>History Today!</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-bF-MFh37L2y5TvOipsPoss85ys2wiuiAH4uEYQd_2_7AyZwMA3vsoTmUjhA3bFqMxCNQ68BViVImeGQ22nE_lxXxMFl7Bg8NsFMvgAg8MKAXUK4TSCWWYHRqQyfCJhPDKLRXoGCKF_4/s1600-h/president_obama.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-bF-MFh37L2y5TvOipsPoss85ys2wiuiAH4uEYQd_2_7AyZwMA3vsoTmUjhA3bFqMxCNQ68BViVImeGQ22nE_lxXxMFl7Bg8NsFMvgAg8MKAXUK4TSCWWYHRqQyfCJhPDKLRXoGCKF_4/s400/president_obama.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293431365568187058&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History is being written every day and today it was a historical day. Barack Obama protested as the 44th president of the United States. Competition concluded, now is time to work. Democrat or Republican, the competition is done. 2009 it is a challenging year and as I watched the new president of USA gave his first speech as ruler of the most powerful country in the world, I was thinking on the responsibility that every one who lives on US has; being less critical and more proactive. No matter how big or small is our roll on this country. This is the time to give our best effort to continue writing today, what will be history tomorrow.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/history-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-bF-MFh37L2y5TvOipsPoss85ys2wiuiAH4uEYQd_2_7AyZwMA3vsoTmUjhA3bFqMxCNQ68BViVImeGQ22nE_lxXxMFl7Bg8NsFMvgAg8MKAXUK4TSCWWYHRqQyfCJhPDKLRXoGCKF_4/s72-c/president_obama.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7028381547846130570.post-627441118378924367</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 02:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-19T21:44:06.767-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><title>At Markham Park...</title><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage=&quot;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&quot; src=&quot;http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; height=&quot;267&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; flashvars=&quot;host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Farturo.delamora%2Falbumid%2F5293166662015893329%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Martin Luther King, we had today some extra family time, so we went to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Makham&lt;/span&gt; park to have some delicious &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Tostadas&lt;/span&gt; of Shrimp &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Ceviche&lt;/span&gt; made by my beloved. The girls were &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;running&lt;/span&gt; and having fun and we enjoy the time together. We wanted to rent some boat but there was no service there today. We played &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;volleyball&lt;/span&gt;, took some pictures and rescued our lost ball from the lake... a lot of fun. There is no more valuable time that the time you expend with your family. It will never be a lost of time. Family is the root, not only of society but also of success. God is my priority number 1, My beloved my number 2, and my family number 3. After that, you can name any other priorities. A strong family is the foundation of any great dream, vision or project.</description><link>https://arturodelamora.blogspot.com/2009/01/at-markham-park.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Arturo de la Mora)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>