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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:creativeCommons="http://backend.userland.com/creativeCommonsRssModule" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 07:17:59 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Liza's Eyeview</title><description /><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/</link><managingEditor>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/</creativeCommons:license><image><link>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/</link><url>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</url><title>Some Rights Reserved</title></image><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LizasEyeview" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">LizasEyeview</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-7145744963902408667</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-17T05:57:49.826-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Working Mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Working Mom</category><title>The "Mom Song"</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXgoJ0f5EsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CXgoJ0f5EsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-7145744963902408667?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/10/mom-song.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-6001965793320065768</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 06:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T21:07:04.197-10:00</atom:updated><title>My Redeemer Lives!</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cwoXr27XGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5cwoXr27XGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning? &lt;br /&gt;And who told the ocean you can only come this far? &lt;br /&gt;And who showed the moon where to hide till evening? &lt;br /&gt;Whose words alone can catch a falling star? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Well I know my Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;I know my Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;All of creation testifies&lt;br /&gt;This life within me cries&lt;br /&gt;I know my Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye-e-eah&lt;br /&gt;The very same God&lt;br /&gt;That spins things in orbit&lt;br /&gt;Runs to the weary, the worn and the weak&lt;br /&gt;And the same gentle hands that hold me when I'm broken&lt;br /&gt;They conquered death to bring me victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, my Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;I know my Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;Let all creation testify&lt;br /&gt;Let this life within me cry&lt;br /&gt;I-I-I know&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;To take away my shame&lt;br /&gt;And He lives&lt;br /&gt;Forever I'll proclaim&lt;br /&gt;That the payment for my sins&lt;br /&gt;Was the precious life He gave&lt;br /&gt;And now He's alive and&lt;br /&gt;There's an empty&lt;br /&gt;Grave! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;Let all creation testify&lt;br /&gt;Let this life within me cry&lt;br /&gt;I-I-I know my Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;My Redeemer lives&lt;br /&gt;*I know my Redeemer lives*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I know, That I know, that I know, that I know, that I know&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;*my redeemer lives*&lt;br /&gt;*Because He lives I can face tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;*I know, I know*&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;*I spoke with Him this morning!*&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;*The tomb is empty*&lt;br /&gt;He lives&lt;br /&gt;*He Lives! I'm going to tell everybody!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-6001965793320065768?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/10/my-redeemer-lives.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-7759798441548180047</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Oct 2009 16:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-08T06:53:32.385-10:00</atom:updated><title>Be Refreshed ...</title><description>Still crazy busy but would like to share this proverbs with you.  Read it this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;He who refreshes others, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;will himself be refreshed" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;- Proverbs 11:25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-7759798441548180047?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/10/be-refreshed.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-3772890260889177674</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 07:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-29T04:47:59.856-10:00</atom:updated><title>Musings Of  A Maui Working Mama</title><description>I love my A MAUI BLOG because I get to talk about Maui a lot in there.  But Liza's Eyeview has a special place in my heart because this is where many of my personal reflections are. This post is gonna be a ramble, no organization or direction - just  free writing to reflect, as well as to update my family and friends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in my college days, one of my best friends, Susan, gave me the nickname "hectic".  I guess it's because it seems like I am always hectic.  The very same nickname applies to me today.  There's just too many things to do with so little time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my husband came back from his missions trip in the Philippines, a news about his work surprised us.   On his first day back to work, his boss told him that he's no longer the man for the position he's been doing for 3 years. "&lt;i&gt;whaaaaaat?&lt;/i&gt;" I will not go into details. Please pray that I won't be resentful with that boss ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prior to this "work change", I had told my "blog partner" Chris that I am thinking of flipping my "A Maui Blog" because there's just too much to do with my 2 kids and I want to spend more time with them.  As soon as I said that, I started receiving e-mail and phone call from some major marketing and promotion firms on Maui, and I started having many clients.  I am now making some money with this hobby and passion of mine.  And because the work change with my hubby dear also meant pay cut, the little extra income coming from the bloggy work are very useful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so with my usual 25 hour a week work, plus the extra hours of tutoring new bloggers how to blog, etc., plus all the mothering and wifering duties I have to fulfill, life is hectic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I am falling asleep while typing this.  Maybe I'd continue tomorrow ... and for now I' sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO BE CONTINUED ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-3772890260889177674?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/09/musings-of-maui-working-mama.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-7271599971948805730</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 04:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T08:29:47.170-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friendship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Running</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Maui On My Mind</category><title>MTC Chicks at Hana Relay 2009</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif;font-size:9px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752351440171&amp;amp;site=widget-2b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752351440171&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p1/576460752351440171/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752351440171&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p2/576460752351440171/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752351440171&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2b.slide.com/p4/576460752351440171/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official result of the Hana Relay Race is now published at the &lt;a href="http://www.virr.com/races/hana/results2009.htm"&gt;Valley Isle Runner website.&lt;/a&gt; We came in at 103 out of 127 groups. Considering that this is a mixed race - some are all men, some are all women and some are mixed; MTC Chicks did well.   Now, truth be known, I am the one who slowed down our team.  Knock out 30 minutes from our time and that's the time MTC chicks should have finished the race, had they had another team member with the same caliber as they are. I am not telling this to beat myself up, nor to just blame myself for slowing down the team.  I am sharing this to highlight the fact that MTC Chicks Team is rad!  My teammates were great - very supportive and fun.  I am sharing this to highlight the character that our masters and parents at the &lt;a href="http://www.mauitaekwondo.com/"&gt;Maui Taekwondo Center&lt;/a&gt; have.   All of us did our best on this relay; all of us had fun; we are a TEAM.   And despite my weakness, my teammates said nothing but words of encouragement and praise.  I got several e-mails from them after the race, saying how they enjoyed the group and that WE should all do it again next year. I love this team (Betty, Mei, Veronica, Jen, Jamila and Krystene). This reinforces one of the many reasons why my son has been going to &lt;a href="http://www.mauitaekwondo.com/about_us.htm"&gt;Maui Taekwondo Center&lt;/a&gt; for about 5 years now.  The &lt;a href="http://www.mauitaekwondo.com/instructors.htm"&gt;instructors&lt;/a&gt; and parents there "walk the talk".  They excel in what they do but they are humble about it and they support and mentor those who do not yet have the same abilities they have.  This is such a supportive group. And talking about support, Mr. Donald drove all the way to Hana to see us finish the race! And Christine P. was there to cheer us too!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoyed the slide show above. More photos from the race posted at &lt;a href="http://www.amauiblog.com/"&gt;www.amauiblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just saw that my brother wrote a &lt;a href="http://brojrunning.blogspot.com/2009/09/running-hana-relay.html"&gt;post on his blog about this race&lt;/a&gt;.  My brother Joseph is such a "big brother" so supportive and loving, isn't he? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-7271599971948805730?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/09/mtc-chick-at-hana-relay-2009.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-820850057731718073</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 15:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-09T05:58:27.842-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Psalm</category><title>PSALM 23</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SqfQafpoRpI/AAAAAAAAG_E/V2NAAyyPC9s/s1600-h/clouds+-+joey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SqfQafpoRpI/AAAAAAAAG_E/V2NAAyyPC9s/s400/clouds+-+joey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379497433508628114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The LORD is my shepherd;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:&lt;br /&gt;he leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He restoreth my soul:&lt;br /&gt;he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;for his name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though I walk through&lt;br /&gt;the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;&lt;br /&gt;thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou preparest a table before me&lt;br /&gt;in the presence of mine enemies:&lt;br /&gt;thou anointest my head with oil;&lt;br /&gt;my cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me&lt;br /&gt;all the days of my life: and&lt;br /&gt;I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-820850057731718073?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/09/psalm-23-1the-lord-is-my-shepherd-i.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SqfQafpoRpI/AAAAAAAAG_E/V2NAAyyPC9s/s72-c/clouds+-+joey.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-3482233615942851033</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 07:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-29T21:43:51.224-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Friendship</category><title>That's What Friends Are For</title><description>I heard this on the radio the other day and I had been singing it since then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGbnua2kSa8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGbnua2kSa8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd feel this way&lt;br /&gt;And as far as I'm concerned&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;That I do believe I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I should ever go away&lt;br /&gt;Well then close your eyes and try&lt;br /&gt;To feel the way we do today&lt;br /&gt;And then if you can remember ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling, keep shining&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you came and opened me&lt;br /&gt;And now there's so much more I see&lt;br /&gt;And so by the way I thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then for the times when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;Well then close your eyes and know&lt;br /&gt;These words are coming from my heart&lt;br /&gt;And then if you can remember ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling, keep shining&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;In good times and bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling, keep shining&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling, keep shining&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;br /&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;(*Thats what friends are for*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-3482233615942851033?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/08/thats-what-friends-are-for.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-239382542204122350</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 07:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T22:31:55.023-10:00</atom:updated><title>Shepherd of My Soul</title><description>1994. That was the year I moved to Maui.  It's been 15 years ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley just returned from his missions trip. This was his 6th mission trip to the Philippines ... We met on his 2nd, got married on his 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 15 years since I said "good bye" to my life in the Philippines as I knew it.  It's been 15 years since I last saw some of my closest friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Bradley was on the Philippines, I spent a lot of time reflecting on my life here on Maui. It's been an adventure.  It is almost like a roller coaster ride, but not quite.  Maybe it's one of those "caterpillar" rides - the one where it spins around fast, but never really go too high or too low, just a steady up and down, round and round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  I think  about my life on Maui, one thing that gives me an anchor is a song that the Lord gave me 15 years ago, right before I left the Philippines .  It's a simple song of trust and total surrender. It was a song I sang everyday then, and a song I am singing lately everyday now... here it is if you want to listen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOi4eRlFjpM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iOi4eRlFjpM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess I will just have to tighten my seatbelt and enjoy the "caterpillar" ride. The up moments are in the horizon but for now I will enjoy the company of my God :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-239382542204122350?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/08/shepherd-of-my-soul.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-1200205798057462725</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 17:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T16:20:49.165-10:00</atom:updated><title>Mission to The Philippines - Bradley is going ...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The following is a copy of the letter my husband sent out today to our family and friends. I thought I should post it here too. I will be covering their mission so stay tuned ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sl08gz80EwI/AAAAAAAAG-M/yYzYCsjtZA8/s1600-h/IMG_3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358505666039517954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sl08gz80EwI/AAAAAAAAG-M/yYzYCsjtZA8/s400/IMG_3286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am writing you to request your prayers during my two week outreach to the Philippines. I will be part of a five person team from Hope Chapel that will be working with Derek and Jenn Van Ryckeghem, with Hope For The Island. I will be leaving Maui on (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;date withheld by me – it’s for security purposes, it’s sometime in August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope For The Island is an established ministry in the southern part of the Philippines, in Burgos on Siargao Island. They have a children’s ministry, youth ministry, discipleship training, livelihood training, medical mission clinic, a preschool, and a mercy ministry. Google “Hope For The Island” and check out their website. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This will be my eighth trip to the Philippines and my second to Hope For The Island. Last fall I was part of a team that focused on the youth. We conducted a sports camp, movie nights, art outreach, surfing outreach, surfer Bible study, Sunday Bible teaching for kids, and assisted with the ongoing ministries. This year we have a 5 member team that will be focusing on a sustainable agriculture project, an art school, and teaching the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last outreach we saw the need for a strong Biblical foundation among the people of Burgos. They love the Lord but did not have a strong foundation in the Word. I discussed this with Derek and decided to bring Hope Chapel’s School of the Bible curriculum down and to teach the first few classes. It is a comprehensive seven section, 52 week lecture course designed to give a strong biblical foundation to a person’s faith. I will bring down the teachers notes and sets of the student handouts for the staff. My goal is to share with them so that they can share with others. Where I stop teaching Derek or Jenn can easily continue – or the staff will be able to use the MP3 audio files that are included. I will also be helping on the on-going ministries and the other team ministries; art, agriculture, building, and just hanging out with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would greatly appreciate your prayers from now until we return. Specifically that God will be preparing the hearts of those we’ll be meeting, for eyes to see the people as He does, and for me to walk in His strength and not my own. I know that at this time finance support may not be possible - but if you are able; please send any support to Hope Chapel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To follow along during the outreach please go to my wife’s blog… she has promised to spend most of the time while I’m away on line (ha, ha…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be providing some links on this letter and will be adding a lot of photos after work today. Please come visit often and support this Philippines Mission. I will be back...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&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/4843390995683827463-1200205798057462725?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/07/mission-to-philippines-bradley-is-going.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sl08gz80EwI/AAAAAAAAG-M/yYzYCsjtZA8/s72-c/IMG_3286.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-1996004200385685466</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 15:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-13T15:01:48.477-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Working Mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Poem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><title>At The Crack Of Dawn</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the crack of dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just You and I ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laying down sorrows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wiping some tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting away anxieties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Casting out fears ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just you and I ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cherishing moments of silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening with the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acquiring wisdom from above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my soul's delight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just you and I ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bursting with joy, not happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and peace that passeth understanding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confidence comes from knowing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who You are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You and I Lord &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just You and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by &lt;i&gt;Liza&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liza's Eyeview&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-1996004200385685466?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/06/at-crack-of-dawn.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-2187161786478912669</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-24T05:48:20.314-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Working Mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Book Review</category><title>Prayer Cures Anxiety and Stress</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SkJELFiIheI/AAAAAAAAG9M/_ah8BUDnwyk/s1600-h/embounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SkJELFiIheI/AAAAAAAAG9M/_ah8BUDnwyk/s400/embounds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914264524162530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stress and anxiety often stems out from: 1) doing something that we are not supposed to be doing or 2) not doing something that we ought to be doing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When others look at my life from the outside, I am doing very well. When I look at my life in terms of counting my blessings, I am doing marvelously well.  But deep inside, there a longing for perfection. Deep inside there's something that I feel I ought to be doing but not doing, or not doing well. And that's when my stress and anxiety comes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at a loss on how to handle such stress. It's not good to ignore it for at some point it comes out like a monster and I find myself snapping at my husband or kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's crazy how we Christians worry too much when there's a source of power and comfort that is readily available to us ..... if only we ask .. and ask accordingly to His will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided that since I was at a loss, and I really do not have the power to change my situation at this time - that I would depend on God's power to do it for me. I am worried about my kids? hey - God holds their future! What I need to do is to do the best I can (&lt;i&gt;even though in my standard I feel like I am not doing the best&lt;/i&gt;), and let God do the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I bought myself a book.  It's called "The Complete Works of E. M. Bounds on Prayer".  I have always been a fan of E. M. Bounds books on prayer. I owned several of them, although I do not have those books anymore because I tend to share it with people who i know can benefit from reading it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now have this book next to my bed and read it before I sleep.  It inspires me to trust, to have faith, to be persistent in prayer, to hold on to the promises of God, to pursue righteousness,  to simply let go and let God.  It motivates me to cultivate a prayer life deeper than a "give me" kind of prayer, and yet it allows me to express my desire through prayer without any guilt that I am being selfish or demanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope to share with you some of the nuggets I find here.  However, I recommend that you get yourself a copy of this book.  Let's revolutionize our Christian walk with the power of prayer. Let's do it now.&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;I have not participated in Works For Me Wednesday for a while. I think this is a good post to go back in.  For more Works For Me Wednesday, visit it's new home at &lt;a href="http://www.wearethatfamily.com/2008/07/ultimate-tips-for-traveling-with-kids.html"&gt;We Are That Family&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-2187161786478912669?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/06/prayer-cures-anxiety-and-stress.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SkJELFiIheI/AAAAAAAAG9M/_ah8BUDnwyk/s72-c/embounds.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-3944591232774428786</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Jun 2009 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T06:35:53.765-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Father's Day</category><title>Happy Fathers Day 2009</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;To Bradley, my Hubby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;you are a wonderful dad to our kids and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am very proud of you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We love you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;G and Daddy doing Taekwondo together ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQk1B0lI/AAAAAAAAG58/jQMNaHBzQJ4/s1600-h/IMG_1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804951591834194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQk1B0lI/AAAAAAAAG58/jQMNaHBzQJ4/s400/IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQcjs30I/AAAAAAAAG50/j3Q-3_8fRsw/s1600-h/IMG_3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804949371674434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQcjs30I/AAAAAAAAG50/j3Q-3_8fRsw/s400/IMG_3851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQdM90II/AAAAAAAAG5s/jTalapDBwlQ/s1600-h/IMG_3848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349804949544751234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQdM90II/AAAAAAAAG5s/jTalapDBwlQ/s400/IMG_3848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;N and Daddy hanging out together ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5UCcr_ZLI/AAAAAAAAG6s/ppFKOWadMWA/s1600-h/IMG_2405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349805808399901874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5UCcr_ZLI/AAAAAAAAG6s/ppFKOWadMWA/s400/IMG_2405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5UCOcBwUI/AAAAAAAAG6k/QgNwELk4jIM/s1600-h/IMG_2408.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349805804574851394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5UCOcBwUI/AAAAAAAAG6k/QgNwELk4jIM/s400/IMG_2408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a sweet note from the daughter ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5VzQuC_jI/AAAAAAAAG60/IW2XKN7k6zw/s1600-h/IMG_7593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5VzQuC_jI/AAAAAAAAG60/IW2XKN7k6zw/s400/IMG_7593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349807746512518706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-3944591232774428786?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-2009.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sj5TQk1B0lI/AAAAAAAAG58/jQMNaHBzQJ4/s72-c/IMG_1470.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-2373747155463118390</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 02:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-19T21:49:07.788-10:00</atom:updated><title>What's Up Liza's Eyeview ?!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SjxDAnNmO_I/AAAAAAAAG5k/EK0TxV8i5eM/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SjxDAnNmO_I/AAAAAAAAG5k/EK0TxV8i5eM/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349224135214382066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What??? You are running the Hana Run?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you going crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you lost your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me you're joking ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-2373747155463118390?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/06/whats-up-lizas-eyeview.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SjxDAnNmO_I/AAAAAAAAG5k/EK0TxV8i5eM/s72-c/IMG_0003.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-3082010717094492178</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 16:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T07:39:18.856-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Working Mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><title>God Authored My Life</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SjPdupzTnQI/AAAAAAAAG5c/PjkoBCCaM0I/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SjPdupzTnQI/AAAAAAAAG5c/PjkoBCCaM0I/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346860976183680258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a wonderful birthday celebration yesterday. It was a very nice celebration which causes me to stress out thinking how I can write a post about it that would really show what a great day it was, how blessed I am, how I appreciate all my family and friends who remembered my birthday, how I love my life, how I am thankful to God. I do not want to miss any detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so much to post, so many photos to upload, many people to thank. And this is one of those times when I get overwhelmed and just don't do anything at all.  But I really don't want another day to pass without doing a birthday post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned to the devotional book my friend Cassie K gave me last Christmas. It's one of the best devotional book ever put together. It's by Max Lucado titled "Grace For The Moment". Oh, every page pours out grace indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the June 12 devotion - it's perfect for my birthday! I decided that instead of stressing out trying to come up with a perfect post about my birthday celebration yesterday, I will just share this wonderful devotion with you. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOD AUTHORED YOUR LIFE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My frame was not hidden from you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when I was made in the secret place. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I was woven together in the depth of the earth. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psalm 139:15 NIV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;David emphasizes the pronoun "you" as if to say "you, God, and you alone". The "secret place" suggests a hidden and safe place, concealed from intruders and evil.  Just as an artist takes a canvas into a locked studio, so God took you into his hidden chamber where you were "woven together".  Moses used the same work to describe the needlework of the temple's inner curtains - stitched together by skillful hands for the highest purpose (see Exod. 26:1, 36:8; 38:9).  The Master Weaver selected your temperament threads, your character nature, the yarn of your personality - all before you were born.  God did not drop you into the world utterly defenseless and empty-handed.  You arrived fully equipped ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What motivated you, what exhausts you ... God authored - and authors - it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-3082010717094492178?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/06/god-authored-my-life.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/SjPdupzTnQI/AAAAAAAAG5c/PjkoBCCaM0I/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-2538861662430887458</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 16:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-08T07:00:36.499-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Working Mom</category><title>Last Day of School Today! Hello Summer Vacation!</title><description>I really don't have time to post but I wanted to say that (what I said on my title).  I will be back for more summer fun adventures - but for now I need to get ready for work or I would be late (again).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-2538861662430887458?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/06/last-day-of-school-today-hello-summer.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-3064786404506504324</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T19:54:04.737-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Worship</category><title>God Of This City by Chris Tomlin (also by Kris Allen)</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d61LamkXfwk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d61LamkXfwk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris Allen sang this song too. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=et9I11JCqgE"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=et9I11JCqgE&amp;amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Efacebook%2Ecom%2Fhome%2Ephp&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;You're the God of this City&lt;br /&gt;You're the King of these people&lt;br /&gt;You're the Lord of this nation&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;You're the Light in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;You're the Hope to the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;You're the Peace to the restless&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;For greater things have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done in this City&lt;br /&gt;Greater thing have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done in this City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;For greater things have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done in this City&lt;br /&gt;Greater things have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our god&lt;br /&gt;There is no one like our God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Greater things have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done in this City&lt;br /&gt;Greater things have yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And greater things are still to be done here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-3064786404506504324?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/god-of-this-city-by-chris-tomlin-also.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-5608130936320412381</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T05:48:14.963-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family Memories</category><title>N Danced Ballet at the 2009 MAPA Spring Extravaganza</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPIDUa2pI/AAAAAAAAG5M/BLpzqkjPGAw/s1600-h/IMG_6415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPIDUa2pI/AAAAAAAAG5M/BLpzqkjPGAw/s400/IMG_6415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340159889158888082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPIF-ZUsI/AAAAAAAAG5E/zk_5mw6_vA8/s1600-h/IMG_6422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPIF-ZUsI/AAAAAAAAG5E/zk_5mw6_vA8/s400/IMG_6422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340159889871819458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPH9m4rJI/AAAAAAAAG48/d6bEzSp0FCg/s1600-h/IMG_6426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPH9m4rJI/AAAAAAAAG48/d6bEzSp0FCg/s400/IMG_6426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340159887625727122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwO78T7ARI/AAAAAAAAG40/Gtv6LGKiA7g/s1600-h/IMG_6431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwO78T7ARI/AAAAAAAAG40/Gtv6LGKiA7g/s400/IMG_6431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340159681119322386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwO1K5MakI/AAAAAAAAG4s/IAXr9v3N60I/s1600-h/IMG_6434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwO1K5MakI/AAAAAAAAG4s/IAXr9v3N60I/s400/IMG_6434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340159564774664770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-5608130936320412381?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/n-danced-ballet-at-2009-mapa-spring.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/ShwPIDUa2pI/AAAAAAAAG5M/BLpzqkjPGAw/s72-c/IMG_6415.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-2677787788048291408</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2009 07:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-23T22:02:46.854-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family Memories</category><title>G Danced Hip Hop At The MAPA's 2009 Spring Extravanganza</title><description>We just got home from the &lt;a href="http://www.mauinews.com/page/content.detail/id/518531.html?nav=5015"&gt;Spring Extravaganza &lt;/a&gt;and I want to share some of G's photos. Their group did well. The whole show was spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8KbEZLII/AAAAAAAAG4k/SN_M9xq8eQw/s1600-h/hip+hop+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339294614242798722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8KbEZLII/AAAAAAAAG4k/SN_M9xq8eQw/s400/hip+hop+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8KA-FoeI/AAAAAAAAG4c/CX0_-HNqkRc/s1600-h/hip+hop+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339294607237030370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8KA-FoeI/AAAAAAAAG4c/CX0_-HNqkRc/s400/hip+hop+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8J4SjcJI/AAAAAAAAG4U/kO1jtgI1f8Q/s1600-h/hip+hop+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339294604906950802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8J4SjcJI/AAAAAAAAG4U/kO1jtgI1f8Q/s400/hip+hop+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8JxEsvWI/AAAAAAAAG4M/Un6UQzISObg/s1600-h/hip+hop+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339294602969791842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8JxEsvWI/AAAAAAAAG4M/Un6UQzISObg/s400/hip+hop+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8Job7X6I/AAAAAAAAG4E/1txqvqZD-Ho/s1600-h/hip+hop+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339294600651300770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8Job7X6I/AAAAAAAAG4E/1txqvqZD-Ho/s400/hip+hop+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, we will be watching N dance ballet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shots did not come out as clear as I would want it to be, but I am still submitting this as my Weekly Winner Photos, because my son is a winner to me :) Visit &lt;a href="http://sarcasticmom.com/weekly-winners-may-17-23/"&gt;Sarcastic Mom Blog &lt;/a&gt;for more winners.&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-2677787788048291408?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/g-danced-hip-hop-at-mapas-2009-spring.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Shj8KbEZLII/AAAAAAAAG4k/SN_M9xq8eQw/s72-c/hip+hop+5.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-6026394718504853712</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-23T07:49:13.474-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Stress and Anxiety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sunday Scribbling</category><title>The Problem With Worry</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Scribbling's&lt;/a&gt; prompt this week is "worry".  Questions were asked to help us come up with a creative scribbling, but I feel the urge to reply uncreatively, at least for a start. Here goes:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Are you a worrier?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Know one?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Aside from me? My Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Is there a particular worry that you can't shake? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt; A lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Ways of coping with worrying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Prayer and Meditation on God's sovereignty and goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;It's interesting that this prompt came up this week, just as worry's ugly head kept on intruding my thoughts this past couple of weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;I am a worrier. I told you that already.  There are a lot of things I worry about.  If I try to scribble all about my worries, I would wind up writing a book instead of a scribbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Worry is unhealthy. It strips us of a lot of things, like joy, sleep, physical health and even friends. Did I say friends?  I did. And let me zero in on that  because that's one demon I am dealing with right now. Worrying about friends and friendship. Not a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;Lately I am finding myself avoiding a lot of church friends.  I am noticing it on myself more and more. After Sunday services, all I want to do is go home. I didn't want to stay in the courtyard where we are supposed to be "fellowshipping" with one another. No, the word fellowship is not enjoyable to me, it actually worries me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;My husband once said that he thinks the reason why I blog a lot and spend so much time in the internet is because I am lonely. I vehemently opposed him. I told him he was wrong.  And yet, right now as I am typing this I am thinking there must be some truth to that observation.  I think I am a bit lonely.  I think I am feeling displaced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;One big problem is that I avoid people who I think do not like me, and people who I think is bored with me and do not enjoy my company. This is a dangerous thing because I base it all on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my perception&lt;/span&gt; on whether a person likes me or not.  I also based it on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my intuition&lt;/span&gt;. It is very subjective.  This is really not a good thing. And maybe that is why I am scribbling about it - to let it out of my chest. To release it and not let that seed of insecurity grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;I am feeling displaced and disconnected and a lot of it is my fault.  I worry about friendships but worrying about it will not do me any good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4843390995683827463-6026394718504853712?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/problem-with-worry.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-7050883874878991113</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-15T19:23:41.084-10:00</atom:updated><title>Sing, Sing, Sing And Make Music In the Heavens by Chris Tomlin (video and lyrics)</title><description>Thinking of&lt;a href="http://kit-blog1.blogspot.com/"&gt; Kit&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://johnsonsmauiohana.blogspot.com/"&gt; Joey&lt;/a&gt;, jammin' in heaven right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGPN2Z-bgS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGPN2Z-bgS0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will sing, sing, sing &lt;br /&gt;And make music with the heavens &lt;br /&gt;We will sing, sing, sing &lt;br /&gt;Grateful that You hear us &lt;br /&gt;When we shout your praise &lt;br /&gt;Lift high the name of Jesus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's not to love about You? &lt;br /&gt;Heaven and earth adore You &lt;br /&gt;Kings and kingdoms bow down &lt;br /&gt;Son of God, You are the One &lt;br /&gt;You are the One we're living for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the love that frees us &lt;br /&gt;You are the light that leads us &lt;br /&gt;Like a fire burning &lt;br /&gt;Son of God, You are the one &lt;br /&gt;You are the one we're living for&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-7050883874878991113?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/sing-sing-sing-and-make-music-in.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-2436738143297090041</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 04:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-15T19:02:07.498-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blogging</category><title>Oh I think These Guys Are Singing About Me</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyPDHh4d1Xo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uyPDHh4d1Xo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know ... I need to hire a Password Guy ... I posted this previously but I feel the need to re-post.  This social networking is taking over my life - LOL! Just kidding. Not taking over my life yet. And I still am enjoying it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-2436738143297090041?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/oh-i-think-these-guys-are-singing-about.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-6404338084864406812</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 07:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-14T21:35:31.899-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mothers Day</category><title>Mothers Day Brunch at The Kaanapali Beach Hotel - It Was A Wonderful Day!</title><description>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-de.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-de.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=576460752350255582&amp;site=widget-de.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=576460752350255582&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p1/576460752350255582/ms_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=576460752350255582&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p2/576460752350255582/ms_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;at=un&amp;id=576460752350255582&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-de.slide.com/p4/576460752350255582/ms_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-6404338084864406812?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/mothers-day-brunch-at-kaanapali-beach.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-7346361382762475480</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 08:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-13T22:43:26.578-10:00</atom:updated><title>Miles To Go Before I Sleep</title><description>Actually .... that may not be true (the miles to go before I sleep). I am pretty sleepy right now. I was going to do a Thankful Thursday post but I decided to just tweet at Twitter. Now I am sleepy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-7346361382762475480?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/miles-to-go-before-i-sleep.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-5235742364717927751</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-10T06:21:05.762-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mothers Day</category><title>Happy Mothers Day!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sgb2r1lZfHI/AAAAAAAAG38/Tfm3NXFl0RQ/s1600-h/Happy_M_Day_2008.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334222041645677682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sgb2r1lZfHI/AAAAAAAAG38/Tfm3NXFl0RQ/s400/Happy_M_Day_2008.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wondering what am I up to, check my post at &lt;a href="http://www.amauiblog.com/2009/05/oh-the-busy-month-of-may/"&gt;A Maui Blog&lt;/a&gt;. Aloha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-5235742364717927751?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IbFo_Apr1nA/Sgb2r1lZfHI/AAAAAAAAG38/Tfm3NXFl0RQ/s72-c/Happy_M_Day_2008.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4843390995683827463.post-6979499719456010659</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-05T05:57:49.908-10:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Worship</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Working Mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian Walk</category><title>I Need Thee Every Hour</title><description>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2ULhi1szjk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2ULhi1szjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord;&lt;br /&gt;No tender voice like Thine can peace afford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thee, O I need Thee;&lt;br /&gt;Every hour I need Thee;&lt;br /&gt;O bless me now, my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;I come to Thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby;&lt;br /&gt;Temptations lose their power when Thou art nigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thee every hour, in joy or pain;&lt;br /&gt;Come quickly and abide, or life is in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thee every hour; teach me Thy will;&lt;br /&gt;And Thy rich promises in me fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thee every hour, most Holy One;&lt;br /&gt;O make me Thine indeed, Thou blessèd Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refrain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4843390995683827463-6979499719456010659?l=www.lizas-eyeview.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.lizas-eyeview.com/2009/05/i-need-thee-every-hour-through-it-all.html</link><author>lizamaui@yahoo.com (Liza's Eyeview)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
