<?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-2756864428420896266</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 10:36:35 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The House Cleaning God</title><description></description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>283</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-7128027835942379093</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jun 2013 21:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T17:31:19.103-05:00</atom:updated><title>Talking to Our Father-Father Knows Best</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;
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someone we know, or someone we love. We get great consolation in knowing, &quot;For in God we live, &lt;br /&gt;
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God&amp;nbsp;right now talking to Him for us. &lt;/div&gt;
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We can talk to our heavenly Father at any time in the name of&amp;nbsp;Jesus, because He always knows bests. &lt;br /&gt;
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Letting Him know we thank Him for allowing us to be among the living, and understanding that this is a &lt;br /&gt;
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day that He has made and prepared for us&amp;nbsp;with all the necessities to live a normal and prosperous life.&lt;/div&gt;
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Lets continue to talk to our Heavenly - until we meet again.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/01/talking-to-our-father.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-826097267665580129</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jun 2013 20:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T15:36:14.745-05:00</atom:updated><title>Protective Custody</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
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God said to me, &quot;You&#39;re in Protective Custody.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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When the enemy come in like a flood, the Spirit of the Lord shall lift up a standard against him. My spirit&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;that is upon thee, and my words which I have put in thy mouth, shall not depart out of they seed, nor &lt;/div&gt;
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out of the mouth of thy seed&#39;s seed, saith the Lord, from henceforth and for ever.&lt;/div&gt;
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Tell Satan,&quot; no weapon formed against you shall prosper; and every tongue that shall rise against you in &lt;/div&gt;
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judgment thou shalt condemn.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Greater is He (the Spirit of God) that is in us than he (Satan) that is in the world.&lt;/div&gt;
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Staying saved is in His Protective Custody. This is His covenant with us. Isaiah 59:19; 54:17.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/06/protective-custody.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-1017375376399968128</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T17:55:16.504-05:00</atom:updated><title>A New Way of Living</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;
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A New Way of Living&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit and meditate on Last year, I realized that God is giving us another chance to make things better this year. Things that did not go very well last year:&lt;/div&gt;
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1. Maybe it is a new way of thinking. Getting rid of those old attitudes and changing them with the Beatitudes that Jesus spoke of on the mountain, Matthew 5.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;2. A new way of living. Getting rid of old destructive habits and allowing us to portray Christian ways - habits. Most of all stepping out of that old man and becoming a new man - a save and spiritually lead man, Ephesians 4:22-24.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is too hard for God. He is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, Ephesians 3:20.&lt;/div&gt;
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Until we meet again - soon.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/04/a-new-way-of-living.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-5851651103421399145</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 21:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T16:16:25.918-05:00</atom:updated><title>Yesterday was Beautiful</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;
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Yesterday was so beautiful. The wind blew softly. The sun hid its&#39; heavy rays, and the stars &lt;/div&gt;
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continued to twinkle in the sky, just for us.&lt;/div&gt;
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No one can create, imitate or redo what God has done. &lt;/div&gt;
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Today will be even more beautiful. Just imagine being a man that can not feel; a child that not&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;smell, or even a lady that can not see God&#39;s creations. He did it all just for us.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: &#39;Times New Roman&#39;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is gone, but remember to think of today as a day we have never seen before&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/04/yesterday-was-beautiful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-1888890512114208817</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2013 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T18:53:46.085-05:00</atom:updated><title>Satan Is Where He Belongs</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Good morning Friends: &lt;/div&gt;
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We have come into a New Year. Don&#39;t take anything for granted. The devil is still on his mission of killing, stealing and destroying. Always watch and pray. Our power is in Jesus, who came to give us life and give it to us more abundantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that seem too good to be true, usually is. Pray in and out of season. The devil is after saved, Holy Ghost filled Christians. Satan has no power. The only power he has is what we give to him. He is a father of lies, and the truth is no where in or around him.&lt;/div&gt;
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THE BEST NEW YEAR RESOLUTION WE CAN MAKE IS TO PUT SATAN WHERE HE BELONGS, UNDER OUR FEET.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE LEAD BY OUR COMFORTER, THE HOLY SPIRIT THAT IS IN US.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/satan-is-where-he-belongs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-3052583195188458416</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:33:00.762-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Sunday has made it three years since my beloved sister passed from this side of creation to the heavenly side.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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Another thing that I know is that the life we live now will determine where we are going &lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_9105.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-401355325954433068</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:34:01.476-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Sunday has made it three years since my beloved sister passed from this side of creation to the heavenly side.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_4575.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-1557094400226222940</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:33:01.252-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_2957.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-4465523911072885832</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:33:00.453-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Another thing that I know is that the life we live now will determine where we are going &lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_2922.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-8560140158256387309</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:34:02.186-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Sunday has made it three years since my beloved sister passed from this side of creation to the heavenly side.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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Another thing that I know is that the life we live now will determine where we are going &lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_731.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-4006600885466235033</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:34:01.877-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Sunday has made it three years since my beloved sister passed from this side of creation to the heavenly side.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Another thing that I know is that the life we live now will determine where we are going &lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_6511.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-8043330637556183997</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:33:00.598-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Sunday has made it three years since my beloved sister passed from this side of creation to the heavenly side.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Another thing that I know is that the life we live now will determine where we are going &lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister_13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-1866305992154091635</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2013 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-13T15:33:01.003-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Beloved Sister</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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This past Sunday has made it three years since my beloved sister passed from this side of creation to the heavenly side.&lt;/div&gt;
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A place where there is love, joy, peace, happiness and&amp;nbsp;meekness. All of the fruits of the Spirit which make up our heavenly Father’s characters. &lt;/div&gt;
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Some mornings when I awake with a heaviness of heart I think, “I must go and tell her all about it. My spirit immediately interact and say, “She is no longer with you.”&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes, I long for our sisterhood, but one thing I do know that she is in a better place. She has left us outwardly but she will always be with us inwardly.&lt;/div&gt;
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God left us with the pleasure, joy and love of knowing her for the time she was with us.&lt;/div&gt;
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Another thing that I know is that the life we live now will determine where we are going &lt;/div&gt;
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to spend eternity.&lt;/div&gt;
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I, to, hope to see Jesus face to face one day so he can say, “servant well done. You were faithful over a little. I brought you up higher so you can be faithful over much. I have your reward in my hands.” &lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-beloved-sister.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-3300207962122357455</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2013 22:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T18:00:09.889-05:00</atom:updated><title>Save Our Children and Grandchildren</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none;&quot;&gt;
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Lord, our prayer is that you save our children and grandchildren. They have a lot of peer pressure, &lt;/div&gt;
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temptation, and much more to stand up against today. How can they stand unless they can lean on you?&lt;/div&gt;
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If they fall, please reach way down to pick them up, as you did us. &lt;/div&gt;
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One day help them to be like a tree planted by the rivers of water. They may swag&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;from the wind &lt;/div&gt;
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blowing them to and fro, but in you they will not be uprooted.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lets continue to pray for them - until we meet again.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/02/plant-our-children-and-grandchildren.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-7591773516434224155</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2013 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T19:07:23.598-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Mature Baby Girl</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-indent: -0.25in;&quot;&gt;
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My grandchild - baby girl - turned five years old recently. At times she seems to be smarter than a fifth &lt;br /&gt;
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grader.&lt;br /&gt;
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Children are innocent, most of the time, and their facial expression seems to represent that, but try to &lt;br /&gt;
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challenge them at their level. We will find out pretty soon not only do they seem to be as smart as a fifth &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
grader.&amp;nbsp; Some times they seem to be as smart as we are.&lt;br /&gt;
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Technology has paved the way for many of them, but the best training is &quot;training them up in the way &lt;br /&gt;
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they should go, and when they get older they won&#39;t depart from it.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Until we meet again - soon.&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-new-year-new-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-162590375907887051</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2013 23:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-06-12T16:24:09.281-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Mature Grandchild</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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My oldest grandchild had another birthday this month. Oh how time flies. It seems as though I was&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
baby sitting her just months ago. If we do not keep abreast of time our children and grandchildren will be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;young men and young ladies. Ready to become brides and grooms.&lt;br /&gt;
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Time is letting us know that some day they too will have to step in our shoes and raise their children,&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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and&amp;nbsp;raise or &amp;nbsp;help raise their grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;
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If I could I would not change anything in help raising my grandchildren. I am well pleased&amp;nbsp;with my child &lt;br /&gt;
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and grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; We, as parents and grandparents,&amp;nbsp;are well blessed to have them carry on our&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;family&#39;s name.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until we meet again - soon</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/03/my-oldest-grandchild-had-another.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-7340973975346918418</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2013 23:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-19T17:20:02.245-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Time and Season</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 5pt 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-indent: -0.25in;&quot;&gt;
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k&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You know it feels so good to be in another New Year. One that we have never seen before. God,&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;our Father, saw fit for us to enter into a new time. A time to give Him the glory and praise; a &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;time of rejuvenation; a time to live in Him as we have never lived before; a time to start over &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;again by pressing toward the mark of a higher calling in Christ Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;This is the time and season to carry out the mission He has set before us. (Ecclesiastes 3:1) To every thing there is a season, and a time.&lt;/div&gt;
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Until we meet - again.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2013/01/a-time-and-season.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-1686052914585883564</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2012 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-31T23:11:00.605-05:00</atom:updated><title>Guess You are Wondering...</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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Guess you are wondering how we keep going, it is because of Jesus. He is Alpha and Omega, the&amp;nbsp;beginning and&amp;nbsp;the end.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The&amp;nbsp;Lord is our strength, and he is the saving strength of his anointed.&lt;br /&gt;
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He saves&amp;nbsp;His people, and bless thine inheritance: feed&amp;nbsp;us also, and&amp;nbsp;lift us up for ever, proverb 28:8,9.&lt;br /&gt;
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When we wait on the Lord he will renew our strength, we shall mount up our wings as eagles; we shall run, and not be weary; and we shall walk, and not faint, Isaiah 40:31.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Lord is good to them that wait for him, to the person that seeketh him. &lt;br /&gt;
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It is good&amp;nbsp;that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the Lord, Lamentations 3:25,26.&lt;br /&gt;
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Let&#39;s remember that is in Jesus&#39; name&amp;nbsp;that we can continue to keep on going.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until we meet again - soon.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/10/guess-you-are-wondering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-2589031000075822383</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2012 04:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-24T23:22:00.090-05:00</atom:updated><title>Another Day With The Lord</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Lord, I have so much to do, but nothing compare to spending time with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many errons I have to run, without you being with me I won&#39;t have any fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&amp;nbsp; have so many bills to pay, nothing compares to you giving your life, as ransom, on the cross one day.&lt;br /&gt;
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At&amp;nbsp;the name of Jesus, my heart shout glory. Reading our bible will tell the truth about the biblical story.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the past I had no rest. Then one day God assured me that our daily trials and challenges are only a test.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lord, instead of telling you all I had to do, I should have said, &quot;thank you sir because it has been a blessing being with you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You have invested so much time in us. Being giving another day in the Lord, we will always trust.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every day is what we make of it. We can choose life or death it is in the power of our tongue. I want to see your glory this&amp;nbsp;my heartfelt song.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/10/another-day-with-lord.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-2950544097469366324</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2012 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-10-23T23:26:11.447-05:00</atom:updated><title>His Pain Caused Us To Gain</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 0pt;&quot;&gt;
This is a day that the Lord has made; a day that we have never seen before. Let’s do all we can to rejoice and be glad in it. Giving God the glory and praise that He so richly deserves. Thanking Him for the days in our lives that has come and gone. The day that we are living in, and the days that He has in store for us. He holds our future in his hand. Only God can bless and enrich us in our daily walk with Him, because He alone is God.&lt;/div&gt;
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Thanking God for the hurt and pain that we have endured, to get us to the point in our life that has wants us to be has made us stronger. He is building and setting us up to be stronger in Him. Only God can do this, because He alone is our King.&lt;/div&gt;
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Sometimes we wonder why we endure so much, and why each day in our life seem as if it is another challenge: to stand on the word of God or to fall for anything. Some days are better than others, and each day seem harder and harder to live in being a child of the king. This is why&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;we must ask Brother Jesus to take us to the throne, and to leave us there alone, so that we can talk to God, in the name of&amp;nbsp;Jesus, who laid down His life for us over two thousand years ago.&lt;/div&gt;
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Things – suffering- that we endure each day is nothing like what Brother Jesus went through, not even close, to fulfill prophesy made by prophets in the Old Testament. To get to the point in his life, where God wanted him to be also, to be able to say, “It Is Finished” Jesus had to endure the cross of agony, shame and pain so that a marvelous life we&amp;nbsp;would gained.&lt;/div&gt;
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Until we meet again - soon.&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/10/his-pain-caused-us-to-gain.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-4070413196381594187</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2012 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-12T21:21:18.389-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Days Of Our Lives</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we live our lives as if they are Soap Operas.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are the &lt;u&gt;Days of our lives&lt;/u&gt; and we don&#39;t know if they are going to be good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are still &lt;u&gt;Searching for Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; in spite of the troubles it brings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our &lt;u&gt;Secret&amp;nbsp;Storms&lt;/u&gt; are in the challenges we go through each&amp;nbsp;day.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are older now so we are not &lt;u&gt;Young and Restless&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have escaped a lot of sickness, because we are not in a &lt;u&gt;General Hospital&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Days Of Our Lives Are Ahead; until we meet again - soon.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-days-of-our-lives.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-3064639000920995353</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2012 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-12T21:17:18.473-06:00</atom:updated><title>Days Of Our Lives</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we live our lives as if they are Soap Operas.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are the &lt;u&gt;Days of our lives&lt;/u&gt; and we don&#39;t know if they are going to be good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are still &lt;u&gt;Searching for Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; in spite of the troubles it brings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our &lt;u&gt;Secret&amp;nbsp;Storms&lt;/u&gt; are in the challenges we go through each&amp;nbsp;day.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are older now so we are not &lt;u&gt;Young and Restless&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have escaped a lot of sickness, because we are not in a &lt;u&gt;General Hospital&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Days Of Our Lives Are Ahead; until we meet again - soon.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/09/days-of-our-lives_2600.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-3389385272535629833</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2012 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-12T21:15:29.040-06:00</atom:updated><title>Days Of Our Lives</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we live our lives as if they are Soap Operas.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are the &lt;u&gt;Days of our lives&lt;/u&gt; and we don&#39;t know if they are going to be good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are still &lt;u&gt;Searching for Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; in spite of the troubles it brings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our &lt;u&gt;Secret&amp;nbsp;Storms&lt;/u&gt; are in the challenges we go through each&amp;nbsp;day.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are older now so we are not &lt;u&gt;Young and Restless&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have escaped a lot of sickness, because we are not in a &lt;u&gt;General Hospital&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Days Of Our Lives Are Ahead; until we meet again - soon.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/09/days-of-our-lives_5063.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-5720652532673573164</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2012 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-12T21:15:18.713-06:00</atom:updated><title>Days Of Our Lives</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we live our lives as if they are Soap Operas.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are the &lt;u&gt;Days of our lives&lt;/u&gt; and we don&#39;t know if they are going to be good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are still &lt;u&gt;Searching for Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; in spite of the troubles it brings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our &lt;u&gt;Secret&amp;nbsp;Storms&lt;/u&gt; are in the challenges we go through each&amp;nbsp;day.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are older now so we are not &lt;u&gt;Young and Restless&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have escaped a lot of sickness, because we are not in a &lt;u&gt;General Hospital&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Days Of Our Lives Are Ahead; until we meet again - soon.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/09/days-of-our-lives_6303.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756864428420896266.post-5533888103924607776</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2012 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-11-12T21:14:52.832-06:00</atom:updated><title>Days Of Our Lives</title><description>&lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes we live our lives as if they are Soap Operas.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are the &lt;u&gt;Days of our lives&lt;/u&gt; and we don&#39;t know if they are going to be good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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We are still &lt;u&gt;Searching for Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt; in spite of the troubles it brings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our &lt;u&gt;Secret&amp;nbsp;Storms&lt;/u&gt; are in the challenges we go through each&amp;nbsp;day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We are older now so we are not &lt;u&gt;Young and Restless&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have escaped a lot of sickness, because we are not in a &lt;u&gt;General Hospital&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Days Of Our Lives Are Ahead; until we meet again - soon.</description><link>http://bettyrosser.blogspot.com/2012/09/days-of-our-lives_1638.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Betty Rosser)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>