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Steps toward the ultimate source of Love, the Divine Creator, the Source of all Happiness</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</managingEditor><pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2026 02:16:46 -0800</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:summary> Steps toward the ultimate source of Love, the Divine Creator, the Source of all Happiness</itunes:summary><itunes:subtitle> Steps toward the ultimate source of Love, the Divine Creator, the Source of all Happiness</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>In Between the Lines</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/11/in-between-lines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2013 09:34:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-7588349772108056921</guid><description>



Amidst the vast changing world, everything is in flux,
people come and people go, people work and people run in order to meet the
deadline.&amp;nbsp; Why always in a hurry?&amp;nbsp; Why panic? The answer? Because I want to meet
the deadline.&amp;nbsp; Always the deadline!&amp;nbsp; Yes, deadline!&amp;nbsp; What if you will die before you finish the
line?&amp;nbsp;


The line never ends.&amp;nbsp; It is infinite.&amp;nbsp; </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYqqtfQpSeGiBAnQynmFT3Zdz2VkAheIIRqoLLUagmDqU8iqAMqFgkNIPvFwMivZ4hHokjvMx0ADJBoPe7mQtoXWUeTEPHuamnlvLHLcZfGenX9X7dFkaYmCbt6xOsqYmibOeBGX5Gg2v4/s72-c/road-work-fail-2-418x244.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Do not be afraid!</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/11/do-not-be-afraid.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2013 09:25:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-7212507074273846855</guid><description>



Why is it difficult for me to surrender to your will,
O God?&amp;nbsp; Why did I do my way and not your
way?&amp;nbsp; Why is it difficult for me to
understand others?&amp;nbsp; What is lacking in
me?&amp;nbsp; The answer to these questions cannot
be found anywhere but within me.&amp;nbsp; It is
not the WHAT that is lacking but the WHO – GOD.&amp;nbsp; Am I doing my personal relationship with Him
and with others </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCu4RdQ9k9bei6i-F-1cdhS0Y0KMuEX07Ou-3-V-4ZDjOWlhPELwAigDK8DjnkqB7_SGBYjLrd9lcBAsabpa35VDdlP601ZqPLnfjJBNl-8k9qSgzF-VqwgDT6g6nDG0AUlftIL5OMwqoJ/s72-c/nail+pierced+hands.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Give me the grace</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/11/give-me-grace.html</link><category>grace</category><category>prayer</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2013 09:18:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-1446198765569306623</guid><description>



Give me the grace to understand.

Give me the grace to believe in your might.&amp;nbsp; 

Give me the grace to hope in your promise.

Give me the grace to lose myself.

Give me the grace to love and accept your will.

Give me the grace to believe that I am nothing without
you.

Give me the grace to fight and conquer the forces of
evil.&amp;nbsp; 


Give me the grace to stand firm and remain in your
</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSG2iDqN6Ak1DNs2Q23XKTuY4mIxnuNDAz_nqQYn_6zpyIGsAWz-JvxEPYehyphenhyphenuj4R3Eh7wk2UYVX4mwB34Fau_DuvaPio9acIo9a6o88i4RKHtjpQdrp75m1QbFd-98TGD0N1dlb_6g6sb/s72-c/gripofgrace.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>By your Perseverance: A personal reflection during our community faith sharing (Luke 21:5-19)</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/11/by-your-perseverance-personal.html</link><category>faith</category><category>hope</category><category>Love</category><category>perseverance</category><category>prayer</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2013 09:08:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5915208342841016605</guid><description>

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;


&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I am struck
personally by the words&amp;nbsp; "&amp;nbsp;
You will be hated by all because of my name, but not a hair on your head
will be destroyed.&amp;nbsp; By your perseverance
you will secure your lives."&amp;nbsp; In
these words, I have clearly seen the greatness and the love of God which gives
me hope to fight more by the power of his name because</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT7Yw3R-tYKUPVELeI8ZELB7Wk4I6VxntM2YMz8qElngqBBw5Kw-d-P9KXe57nmxQPLt0NzBowZRtVENxEM9idIoRAa-hpVdNV0Xn_C166DxSOeccy1CcUjvsTv7wfs-tXr8p80lbPTBrC/s72-c/typhoon.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>By gazing at His grandeur...</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/06/by-gazing-at-his-grandeur.html</link><category>self-knowledge</category><category>teresa of avila</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 29 Jun 2013 08:41:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-1553118406805318625</guid><description>



"Let's strive to make more progress in
self-knowledge, for in my opinion we shall never completely know ourselves if
we don't strive to know God.&amp;nbsp; By gazing
at His grandeur, we get in touch with our own lowliness; by looking at His
purity, we shall see our own filth; by pondering His humility, we shall see how
far we are from being humble. -(Teresa of Avila, Interior Castle, second </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEdJ6Uotnz_HHHtyEQgrQ2Stf5IqeVsSZxJb0SsLN3aKpclH0A2WtDEZ6lBi8GAq1OugvRDxqt0TUPaq4uIgRBdJd3uFIrIJzHbpWlAr5lNkOh9m6zczIlZLXil7GHmgMuhYrJLHSezA-/s72-c/ako.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Eleven years today! June 13, 2013</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/06/eleven-years-today-june-13-2013.html</link><category>gratitude</category><category>vocation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jun 2013 14:30:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5986452121975500644</guid><description>





&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; For Eleven years I left home. For eleven years I left my family, my friends and my love ones. For eleven years I broke the hearts of the two men I love. For eleven years I died to myself, my wants, my ambitions and stepped on the greatest desire that cries in the central fortress of my soul...to be with my King!



&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I detached and forget </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqKZyQM4A-FZk0XAPpPa_rm1PXfgmstdbM49l409w3d1cKlbJvEnLv9jyBwTtTRSFFgPKQ-dDBfdWzbUGO76z4CMPoCOhHAasL_dq3Mc5sQxZwxQXtP3JIGFKVxMWwdr03OSA8vx6dZTde/s72-c/me.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>An advice to a friend who admitted to be continuously distracted during prayer.</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/06/an-advice-to-friend-who-admitted-to-be.html</link><category>Intimacy</category><category>prayer</category><category>teresa of avila</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Thu, 6 Jun 2013 08:21:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-4126905418532318177</guid><description>



When I
got an encounter with a friend who admitted to be continuously distracted
during prayer, St. Teresa of Avila comes to mind.&amp;nbsp; With our discussion, I explained to her the
three stages of prayer in terms of what we seek.&amp;nbsp; In the first stage we seek knowledge of God
and of ourselves, in the second- experience, and third transformation.&amp;nbsp; Then, as we go through it, we started </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiir2G9v4OmxmvmmK_-CwfnY8ue-_5enX6rTn2FDn5nawuwKY8_QzvHzhFYOsze65gKspolKBQLD-5dCM95EKraI1Km4yY_O4ORQAApIGTDprDLsTYYlnNtv6B4Q3Lj8vHMheR_oKW2HMTH/s72-c/cha.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>God alone suffices!</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/god-alone-suffices.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Tue, 28 May 2013 15:35:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-6582704695380166239</guid><description>




I just ran out of roads again, don't know where to turnI started counting stars again, then I lost my wayI just ran out of time again, will I ever learnto stop my chaste of hours again only to learn I've lost the day....the last thing I want is this voice that rises from within


I'll need to go home soon, I know but maybe tomorrow&amp;nbsp;

not now

when the last thing i need here and now is </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDw8qGwrAx65vRzrMttmf84L5c1d4QtyGEAmWIIsepr5UQlzjaD6VLFfKJeMAh1FcdtpLLxxswsEzP90x05I9qgTnCMB7yRKVa83GQmpvETsLrP63_riN5zQ0Mw3vkq4aeznFSZNIG_PX1/s72-c/hehe.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>An awesome experience with the Holy Spirit</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/an-awesome-experience-with-holy-spirit.html</link><category>holy spirit</category><category>reflection</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 13:30:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-6136439563155271335</guid><description>






&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;One of the great
minds of early Christian history, our Holy Father St. Augustine, wanted to
write a book explaining the Holy Trinity, the fundamental Christian belief that
God is one God in three Divine Persons. There's a legend that one day St. Augustine
was walking along the beach at Hippo, his diocese in North Africa. He was
trying to figure out the mystery of the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcE1WOjbNw13PKBfZddZicqqG4yvcc1nSd3YiSMOt89VSpJgxIVcUhUu3lftutNkxWS0DkF6XeLtjJMGihDMG1q87zsQ7fViZ8jzFrkbYlMLT0lt3g617H3-Snn7nygRCLzhrRXRJGxX76/s72-c/Holy+Spirit.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>To give our very best to our friends</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/to-give-our-very-best-to-our-friends.html</link><category>friendship</category><category>Intimacy</category><category>Love</category><category>Vows</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 11:30:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5918465229292232307</guid><description>


&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Scripture:&amp;nbsp;John 15:9-17 &amp;nbsp;

9 As the Father has loved me, so have I
loved you; abide in my love. 10 If you keep my commandments, you will abide in
my love, just as I have kept my Father's commandments and abide in his </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfLxWcFaNZ0p62vI1821YT_-ZeqyukSi4qJUvNMFRXv81Uy09WuJ-d8CavfA3X5oO4ksjC-SRFGLNj0cQL0lKC3ZZqo5lVYIkr55ySU_Lbmp7ktHNITjxrJ4dnl_W-tb1TbCqbtqIVX0Sx/s72-c/Diapositiva1.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>I TRUST IN YOUR PROMISE (Ascension Sunday)</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/i-trust-in-your-promise-ascension-sunday.html</link><category>Reflections</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 14:30:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5507132159905650340</guid><description>







&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Jesus’ ascension is not a question of abandonment and leaving
behind but an experience of new beginning towards great responsibility. It
marks the beginning of our mission to go and proclaim the good news through all
the earth.&amp;nbsp; It is the time of fulfillment
of Jesus’ mission to continue his saving mission not only to the people of
Israel, but to all the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsMTa2wlZ7dsbo6GNxjcgjGKVFkBi1Pq7zFK4g9Uc99ibWZXPVUZ37qHN_7seWBHL56REAponqXZakKWLbV8_DvMq43S-JX-ToHgmdkvyszQSbeaHVDizPeKlcQA9WjVpK2thdhchs3w4W/s72-c/Art+Ascension.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>To Lose Myself</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/to-lose-myself.html</link><category>desire</category><category>Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 16:11:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-812420260774107729</guid><description>












What else do I need?

but Yourself.

What else do I have?

but
your Love.

What else do I seek?

but
your Will.

What else do I follow?

&amp;nbsp;but your Way.

What else do I look for? 

but your
Eternity.

And what else? 

To lose
myself so as to take Yours 

and
live in me for the rest of my life.



</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGvcA34VjlV0dUzleTUBzsbTByxLygjuf5iEkyWkjC71uQ9dqj8cNTiDg6DmKWaeFpA5LzcsurWW9iZM3mMtIA7WKOU8Wzyd22gG3HXlsbipkVyoOPlKOi-h_5fBmgoU4Xm1kwmyURVd_j/s72-c/jesus.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Reflection on the Commentary of St. Thomas Aquinas on the Letter of St. Paul to the Ephesians 1:3</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/reflection-on-commentary-of-st-thomas_5903.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 15:33:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-2338188496297131436</guid><description>






"Blessed be the God and father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has
blessed us with spiritual blessings in the heavenly places, in Christ."



&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The&amp;nbsp; Apostle Paul writes this letter to the
Ephesians who were Asians, coming from Asia Minor which is part of Greece.&amp;nbsp; They were not initiated into the faith by the
Apostle Paul but he did </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyfjoK-e-QmS-PxSSMcBwDRkFF4HPVBmI1UPzpo4HbHoBdTAn_BoV1DTIQnM2oqFSJcPkEujyl0znQe1e43TGIL-I6Z9AwXEi12rMSzO7v0UIJ0DnWKwPA1ngY79neP1G6ZLtmokPXAm-E/s72-c/word.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>A Reflection on St. Thomas Aquinas' Lauda Sion</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2013/05/a-reflection-on-st-thomas-aquinas-lauda.html</link><category>prayer</category><category>Reflections</category><category>vocation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 15:16:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-6905853532419559351</guid><description>




"Christ, Good
Shepherd, bread divine, show to us your mercy sign.&amp;nbsp; Feed us still, still keep us thine that we
may see your glory shine in the kingdom of good."

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A
prayer, a praise, a cry, a supplication and a pleading.&amp;nbsp; St. Thomas Aquinas opened his humble heart by
recognizing and praising Christ as the Good Shepherd and Divine Bread</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgG33OcHoKLjGJali_naLW2KYYIAgQGDIbDgCAZAI6d_ue8on2XYku2g1zhyeltxON2w17ntzAUPXmJikgNNqztip0LMEVlFs48nXfe0T4BfTTMC-USsZ-g_QT9jVwZx966Er2mnQdePfr/s72-c/thomas.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The Silent Noise of Innocence</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-silent-noise-of-innocence.html</link><category>desire</category><category>Intimacy</category><category>life</category><category>Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2012 08:20:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-3974144967687933187</guid><description>




So many times that I said maybe.&amp;nbsp; So many times that I said no.&amp;nbsp; So many moments that&amp;nbsp; I have had to choose.&amp;nbsp; So many later that never came to pass.&amp;nbsp; Then- but only then – comes the moment of
choice, of acceptance, of the yes or no.&amp;nbsp;
One thing, however, is certain: until I have accepted the truth and said
Yes to the voice that calls
within.&amp;nbsp; A call of hope,</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4iX5_bOeJ07jP6evp50Wrp6j5xbHbqxT-0HM6YluGzLIAA7RwXorxeyi90Nea_4cKIwvljY67h6o_E5sEMA9ZD7sfmFUSCTCyZ73fqIvFCmXRUBl0zUXOLWgdpL0SbzcTZPUG3dqytmmA/s72-c/P1110942.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title> Four Seasons in Life</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2012/09/four-seasons-in-life.html</link><category>life</category><category>Reflections</category><category>vocation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 08:11:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5794699220931451449</guid><description>


One Sunday morning
while I was sitting in the sala of our formation house watching the rain
outside, a thought came to my mind.&amp;nbsp; I am
so excited to experience the different seasons of the year here in Italy
especially the cool breeze of winter season to see the snow.&amp;nbsp; Unlike the Philippines, we only had wet and
dry seasons.&amp;nbsp; Imagining myself of what I
will be feeling as the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHT32dEVr8l4u41B6TWFVE_0ldqsJxmSwrCLdLTYzn0ObKI9ulgSLI4AXfLh7cAw5CEzWH_kzu8f4E6ideIhWpY_wKHEFUZZCrqGh_nzpAgpxiqmEeBznb_TFbk0ibO3ki1_4FTebkMVY/s72-c/pix.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>I THOUGHT</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2012/09/i-thought-i-thought-i-am-okay-i-thought.html</link><category>desire</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 06:42:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5303828639379968049</guid><description>

I thought&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am okay

I thought I am strong

&amp;nbsp;I thought I can forgive easily

I thought I can easily let go

I thought I am healed

I thought I have liberated myself from the past

I thought I can already move on.



I thought because I smile, I am okay

I thought because I am healthy, I am strong

I thought because I laughed, I am not in pain

I thought because I know how to </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Tribute to our New Mo. Provincial</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2010/07/tribute-to-our-new-mo-provincial.html</link><category>gratitude</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2010 04:01:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-6363009897953201174</guid><description>



The Augustinian Sisters Servants of Jesus and Mary in the Philippines are very much grateful to God for giving them SR. CARMEN, a servant leader who for fifteen years have given her life in the service of the Church and in the Community here in the Philippines as a local Superior, formator, Executive Director and Delegate Superior.&amp;nbsp; She is popularly called as SR. CARMEN by the Filipino </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5WL-5g6r2k0XJXT6hjB10xVTwr1vg7zHm00XlpoZJB3z50FVdw4MFViGplDmoL4S7NDTquOzsVL_iLl5eYsSNOBBuhExuZcrjh5CxPxxAcnnl8aZ56qzGS7p5oYVQCjTkW6RMnVgsHqw/s72-c/ss.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>It's Show Time!</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-show-time.html</link><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 20:14:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-4905276856316983886</guid><description>



The Wonders of God has fascinated me so much that all I do was to drop my jaw, stare at Him and say nothing - I AM in AWE!&amp;nbsp; Until a friend of mine bumbed my head, squeezed my hand and said, " Are you ok?&amp;nbsp; By hearing this, I came to realize that I was already dreaming from a long time of sleeping.



It has been a long time that I ever used my pen.&amp;nbsp; For so many times that I was </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinPvVzCNN1MbPeV7CB1-_8TCICeKJQg-FrpN6dguQonSTEZMvZ1Dto5uwl_7msYiTpjDWqE2ORvxKwRWv-oXycDYilgDksTRGmlWdLoCVk91iPdBykNyf3CKVVRfUunxnvBs9-4wZs5T50/s72-c/p.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>For You</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2010/08/for-you.html</link><category>Reflections</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 07:53:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-4978559637693791677</guid><description>I made this poem two years ago as my reflection when I attended a retreat after experiencing turmoil and tribulations in my spiritual journey.&amp;nbsp; God shows his abundant love and mercy in everything even in creation.&amp;nbsp; This is the reason why I also wanted to share them with you.


Everytime I look up the skyAll I can see are the stars shining so highIt reminds me of that eyes where I can </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyyZZp5_BvirIIhydugigVcHtUUHWIoUSjLqHLMrRtBPsPADy6R9cG6p_T5l2MEYUd9ZAt3FqrINXxr3uEpUrNoWnw3DU3DnsWx2dsUG53ixhszRJ7WVgnM9MMycwmamQj0oRlK7Cb1Rlo/s72-c/star.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Disturb me, please!</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2010/05/disturb-me-please.html</link><category>desire</category><category>Reflections</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 07:54:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-5315306518910773696</guid><description>In this moment of time, I felt sad in the sense that all I wanted is not to hear the message from the speaker nor from God.&amp;nbsp; All I wanted is just to rest and sleep.&amp;nbsp; So funny yet so bad but this is how I felt.&amp;nbsp; It is as if I am still floating in the air, no directions, no intentions and no motivations at all.&amp;nbsp; All I wanted is just to go to my bedroom and sleep.
Depression?&amp;</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIU4rHpeEfXHgjVeq2CUIv6CszoVXwTpUKtxTBF6mq_-ZaLdi4a2egC3ObLyWBatQb65K3GKfg8A_6EC6YG6m1Wc4AIMI52E_4HD0HYLxvlEGihAEIDQ0WKBXAHCafosH61AYPTfkMDej_/s72-c/Slide10.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Facebook Addiction Disorder</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2010/01/facebook-addiction-disorder.html</link><category>vocation</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 06:04:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-6138152518494504132</guid><description>As I sneaked out in&amp;nbsp; the computer this morning, I read a topic "Facebook Addiction Disorder.&amp;nbsp; I was so curious to read what was it all about.&amp;nbsp; I discovered that people nowadays are getting addicted with facebook.&amp;nbsp; There are plenty of things you can do in this social networking.&amp;nbsp; Chatt with friends, share photos, videos and messages. What was most exciting is you can </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7uE8ZhQRgSOVwZzyZb5SMmd4iFZQedQh0b_1Ab2c-PlE-wPfkXYVWclQuQR_UKoxN4HtYy9gmAP9zskC453P7vdI9YIqi7StCq8gmvHI5sahSKA5RKCp-w6YSxekRWKtEsMyQ8dSsPNki/s72-c/Presentation1.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Proud to be Augustinians</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2009/10/proud-to-be-augustinians.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Mon, 5 Oct 2009 22:43:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-7106970942775138253</guid><description>The Order of St. Augustine Asia Pacific in cooperation with the Asia Pacific Augustinian Conference hosted an Asia-Pacific Regional Congress for Vocation Promoters on October 1-4, 2009 at St. Nino Center of Spirituality, Cosolacion, Cebu City.&amp;nbsp; The Congress was attended by all vocation promoters from different orders and religious congregations of the Augustinian family; The Order of St. </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>The Renewal of Promises</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2009/09/renewal-of-promises.html</link><category>Intimacy</category><category>Vows</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 01:12:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-3723667937487140709</guid><description>
Today, September 23, 2009 is a new page of life for all of us as we celebrate the 182nd foundation anniversary of our congregation as founded by our foundress- Mo. Teresa Spinelli in Frosinone,  Italy. We the professed sisters-both simple and solemn professed have renewed our commitment to God and promised to live again the evangelical vows of chastity, poverty and obedience as an Augustinian </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikkAPjsHIo6t2YObpQ3Xk_ZhiAeviL46nb_neHm_O9bEmuBwSQwY7IIO-MlMG5_4qNLQzgJ-mysx72cWB0P3AhNKvXGEyUgbYj-gAm9Js2Z7jDL7BpLtEUlg7JQ5uKFTmfQU3ePD-MeY3H/s72-c/hands.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Intimacy with God</title><link>http://sryhong.blogspot.com/2009/09/intimacy-with-god.html</link><category>Intimacy</category><category>Love</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rosario Fin)</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 23:00:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7098780937684166023.post-7398540974624671428</guid><description>
( The Article that I’ve written below is based on the reflections and questions posted to us prior to the General Chapter of our Congregation)
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Man was created to share continually in God’s life.&amp;nbsp; That is why it is important for us to widen our conscious awareness for the love of God so that we may share the fullness of Christ life.&amp;nbsp; God has given us many gifts and its up </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Jpbl_1g94D8Ruqc0XbUSg6uJUrwIYOMEnOLvhTf28TwrrYuOA0Ta9qLOI_EAEdQp08PeYo2szXZqlDBSeyHJ_56zXw7Us2bDxlSM7YENyBj-w2BtcIvLWj8NsK1SOcoOvS8j84Gd7K0o/s72-c/Slide4.JPG" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>