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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcHRH4yfip7ImA9WhRRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-224452903495628987</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:17:15.096-08:00</updated><title>Life is....</title><subtitle type="html">A collection of inspirational poems, stories, quotations etc. that I have read from the web, magazines books and other items.This is the place where I pour my emotions  during the times when I am bored and lonely.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://ecinajyam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ecinajyam.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/224452903495628987/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08698388451821717327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="31" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JZ8pNGur0JQ/SmsJMrFXBTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/91rGkkUA9yg/S220/jan.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/CAkJ" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/cakj" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08BSH48eyp7ImA9WhZWFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-224452903495628987.post-4978140312476723232</id><published>2011-05-17T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:10:59.073-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-17T21:10:59.073-07:00</app:edited><title>Words of Wisdom</title><content type="html">If you're headed in the wrong direction, God allows U-turns.&lt;br /&gt;
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When the tides of life turn against you&lt;br /&gt;
And the current upsets your boat&lt;br /&gt;
Don't waste those tears on what might have been&lt;br /&gt;
Just lay on your back and float!&lt;br /&gt;
(Ed Norton - The Honeymooners)&lt;br /&gt;
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When you're having bad dreams, turn your pillow over. The good     dreams are on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;
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A careless word may kindle strife&lt;br /&gt;
A cruel word may wreck a life&lt;br /&gt;
A timely word may level stress&lt;br /&gt;
A loving word may heal and bless&lt;br /&gt;
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Always put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that it hurts     you, it probably hurts the person too.&lt;br /&gt;
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No man ever got lost on a straight road&lt;br /&gt;
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The most essential element in any home is God.&lt;br /&gt;
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A friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks     out.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't be unhappy if your dreams never come true -- just be     thankful your nightmares don't.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't become discouraged. It may be the last key in the bunch     that will open the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/224452903495628987-4978140312476723232?l=ecinajyam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;One day, a man went to visit a church. He arrived early, parked his car, and  got out. Another car pulled up near him, and the driver told him, "I always park  there. You took my place!"&lt;br /&gt;
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The visitor went inside for Sunday school,  found an empty seat, and sat down. A young lady from the church approached him  and stated, "That's my seat! You took my place!" The visitor was somewhat  distressed by this rude welcome, but said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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After Sunday School,  the visitor went into the church sanctuary and sat down. Another member walked  up to him and said, "That's where I always sit. You took my place!" The visitor  was even more troubled by this treatment, but still said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later,  as the congregation was praying for Christ to dwell among them, the visitor  stood, and his appearance began to change. Horrible scars became visible on his  hands and on his sandaled feet. Someone from the congregation noticed him and  called "What happened to you?" The visitor replied, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;span class="style5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I took  your place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/224452903495628987-7519614110460464331?l=ecinajyam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Answer the phone by LEFT ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Do not drink coffee TWICE a day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. Do not take pills with COOL water.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Do not have HUGE meals after 5pm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.Reduce the amount of OILY food you consume.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.Drink more WATER in the mornng, less at night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. Keep your distance from hand phone CHARGERS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Do not use headphones/earphones for LONG period of time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. Best sleeping time is from 10pm at night to 6am in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Do not lie down immediately after taking medicine before sleeping.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. When battery is down to the last grid/bar, do not answer the phone as the radiation is 1000 times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. Forward this to whom you CARE about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/224452903495628987-6453801413513254733?l=ecinajyam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;'Till&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time and time again, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you keep on reminiscin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For how long my love will last&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If my heart will go on forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving you the best of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From now on 'till the end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as rhythmn's every where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll hear me through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll keep on singing songs for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as music's still within my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then I'll be with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No reasons could come in our way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then forever I will stay,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For whatever it takes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't ever think to lose your faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each day I want to show you more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How deeper love for you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can give.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My soul that lives within you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every minute, every hour, every day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will be with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as you're the only heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That fills up the rest of my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then my love is true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as rhythmn's every where&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll hear me through &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll keep on singing songs for you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as music's still within my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then I'll be with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you're the only one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that I use to think about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then forevermore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're all that I adore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then no time cannot erase,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What we've been through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't be replaced&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till Heaven see me through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then my love will last.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No reasons could come in our way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till then forever I will stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For whatever it takes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't ever think to lose your faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each day I want to show you more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How deeper love for you I can give.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Most of us are on a journey, we are looking for something though we are not always sure what that is. The way is foggy much of the time. I suggest you slow down and follow some of the road signs that appear suddenly in the mist."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                         -Unknown-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" If a man will begin with certainties. he shall end in doubt, but if he will be content to begin with doubts, he shall end in certainties"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                           -Francis Bacon-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Never let your inferiors do you a favor- it will be extremely costly"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                         -H.L. Mencken-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Don't ask what the world needs. Ask what make you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                        -Dr. Howard Thurman-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Whatever you dream you can do, begin it. Boldness has genius power and magic in it. Begin it now"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                       -Goethe-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Courage is more exhilarating than fear and in the long run it is easier. We do not have to become heroes overnight. Just a step at a time, meeting each thing that comes up, seeing  it is not as dreadful as it appeared. discovering we have the strength to stare it down"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                       -Eleanor Roosevelt-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Some of our goals must be big, because it takes a big goal to create the excitement necessary for maximum accomplishment"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                      -Zig Ziglar-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Success is a journey, not a destination"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                     -Ben Sweetland-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                        -Andr Gide-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Heal the past, live tha present, dream the future"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                   -Unknown-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sometimes on the way to our dreams, we get lost and find an even better one"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                 -Unknown-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Where there is life, there is hope . Where there are hopes, there are dreams. Where there are vivid deams repeatedly, they become goals. Goals become the action plans and game plans that winners  dwell on in intricate detail, knowing that achievement is almost automatic when the goal becomes an inner commitment. The response to the challenges of life--purpose--is the healing balm that enables each of us to face up to adversity and strife"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                    -Denise Watley-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;         &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/224452903495628987-2181684378157147589?l=ecinajyam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Would you save yourself and leave your loved one behind or give the jacket to your loved one and let yourself die. Well , that's a difficult decision but try to read this story, you will surely appreciate what the guy did to his loved one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding through the night. They loved each other a lot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl: "slow down a little, I'm scared."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy: "No, it's so fun."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl: "please, it's so scary."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy: "Then, say that you love me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl: "Fine... I love you...can you slow down now?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy: "Give me a big hug."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girl gave him a big hug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl: "Now, can you slow down?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It's uncomfortable and it's bothering me while I drive."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next day there was a story on the newspaper. A motorcycle had crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. There were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the other had survived. The guy knew that the brakes were broken. He didn't want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would have gotten scared. Instead, he was told the last time that she loved him, got a hug from her, put his helmet on her so that she can live, and.... die himself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now, what can you say with the guy's actions? For me its LOVE MADE IN HEAVEN that made him save his girl's life instead of saving his own.&lt;/em&gt; Selfless guys like him are very rare to find nowadays. That's a heroic act for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/224452903495628987-3328097417644592142?l=ecinajyam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hmmmm….. I’ve not much activity to write today except that I am proud that at last I can now drive ( on my own huh… meaning, without my driving instructor at my side) and able to bring my kids to school and pick them up in the afternoon. Uh, that’s a remarkable achievement…LOL…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am pondering what else could I share to my friends today, I remembered the story told to us by our college professor, ma’am Alice Leonardo, way back in my BSEd years. And I could hardly forget her for this interesting story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The story is about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Basilan. He called his parents from Zamboanga City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mom and Dad, I’m coming home, but I’ve a favor to ask, I have a friend I’d like to bring home with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure,” they replied. “We’d love to meet him.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s something you should know,” the son continued, “he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg, he has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come and live with us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry to hear that son, may be we can help him find somewhere to live.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No mom and dad, I want him to live with us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Son, said the father, “you don’t know what you are asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can’t let something like this to interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He’ll find a way to live on his own.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, they received a call from the Zamboanga City police. Their son had died after falling from a building. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to Zamboanga City and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror, they also discovered something they didn’t know, their son had only one arm and one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply touched by this story that I could never forget my college professor. I've learned a lesson from this story. Many of us are like the parents of this young soldier. We only love those people who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don’t like people who are burden to us or make us uncomfortable. Some of us give love because we also want to get back the love we have given. Why can’t we love without expecting anything in return? Thankfully, there’s someone who won’t treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love, regardless of how messed up we are, and that is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/224452903495628987-4382893741787983436?l=ecinajyam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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