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A interceder &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR:#333333" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;attempts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR:#333333" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;reconcile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;differences&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;between&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR:#333333" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;groups and that&amp;#39;s what the Holy Spirit is between us and God. He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR:#333333" id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;mediates.&lt;/span&gt; What a great relationship to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Someone somewhere may need this... I know that I did. Have you ever prayed for something and it seemed like the situation didn&amp;#39;t change? I know full well that God hears my prayers but I am convinced that HE answers them according to HIS will. &lt;span&gt;If you have been praying for something for a while don&amp;#39;t be discouraged and let God be God. Pray that the will of God is fulfilled in your life and rely on his sovereignty in all things. This poem by an unknown author blessed me. I pray it does the same for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Asked God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God to take away my pride.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. It is not for me to take away,&lt;br&gt;but for you to give it up.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God to make my handicapped child whole.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. Her spirit is whole,&lt;br&gt;her body is only temporary.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God to grant me patience.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. Patience is a by-product of tribulations;&lt;br&gt;it isn�t granted, it is earned.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God to give me happiness.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. I give you blessings,&lt;br&gt;happiness is up to you.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God to spare me pain.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. Suffering draws you apart&lt;br&gt;from worldly cares and brings you closer to me.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God to make my spirit grow.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. You must grow on your own,&lt;br&gt;but I will prune you to make you fruitful.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I asked God for all things that I might enjoy life.&lt;br&gt;God said, &amp;quot;No. I will give you life&lt;br&gt;so that you may enjoy all things.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div&gt;I asked God to help me LOVE others,&lt;br&gt;as much as God loves me. God said...&amp;quot;Ahhhh...&lt;br&gt;Finally you have the idea!&amp;quot;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Author unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Image from &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RTYhDAZ0rR4/TRqi1PYahOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jiqHszCt6Es/s1600/woman-praying.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://darknitesnmarilynmonroe.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html&amp;amp;h=450&amp;amp;w=338&amp;amp;sz=15&amp;amp;tbnid=9O-fF5WIRfG6gM:&amp;amp;tbnh=90&amp;amp;tbnw=68&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;docid=okh8Ov7CE20y3M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=CC8YT7ukDKjy2QX45dCfCw&amp;amp;ved=0CDsQ9QEwAg&amp;amp;dur=6969"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RTYhDAZ0rR4/TRqi1PYahOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/jiqHszCt6Es/s1600/woman-praying.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://darknitesnmarilynmonroe.blogspot.com/2010_12_01_archive.html&amp;amp;h=450&amp;amp;w=338&amp;amp;sz=15&amp;amp;tbnid=9O-fF5WIRfG6gM:&amp;amp;tbnh=90&amp;amp;tbnw=68&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;docid=okh8Ov7CE20y3M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;ei=CC8YT7ukDKjy2QX45dCfCw&amp;amp;ved=0CDsQ9QEwAg&amp;amp;dur=6969&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; All rights reserved.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-8054209215029943129?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well you don't have to listen to anyone diagnose failure...&amp;nbsp; I think this will bless you. Read on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span name="hotword" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg6JixBSe0A/Tv39e2U0ZXI/AAAAAAAAASI/GL-nHU8-k-o/s1600/stop-negative-thinking-747717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691984210486912370" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg6JixBSe0A/Tv39e2U0ZXI/AAAAAAAAASI/GL-nHU8-k-o/s320/stop-negative-thinking-747717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: medium;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone. I may not be actively online in the next few days but I wanted to share something with you. When I was diagnosed with MS the doctor confirmed that I had MS or multiple sclerosis. These were scars on my myelin sheath that were causing damage in my central nervous system... that was the &lt;u&gt;diagnosis&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I cried like a baby for at least a month. Then it hit me.. multiple sclerosis is not a death threat it's just another journey in this thing called life. Medically,&amp;nbsp;a diagnosis is&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;process&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;determining&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;examination&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;circumstances&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;diseased&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;condition. The spinal tap, the MRI and the other tests confirmed a medical degree for MS. Everyone who knows me knows that I view MS spiritually and physically. Spiritually, a diagnosis is &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;determining&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;analysis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;cause&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;nature&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;situation.&lt;/span&gt; Let's talk... flow with me for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: medium;"&gt;Spiritually, you may have been diagnosed as "a person that will never do better". People may be looking at your past, or your scars, and they can only diagnose you with failure based on what they see. Don't accept a FAILURE DIAGNOSIS! I understand that we all have made mistakes but that does not have to be the course of our life. That's just something that happened to teach us how to live better. Even though you may have been diagnosed with failure or damaging scars... don't let the diagnosis define your PROGNOSIS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Medically, a prognosis is &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;forecasting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;probable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;outcome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;disease,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;chances&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of recovery. My diagnosis did not look promising. According to one doctor my mobility would not be certain before the age of thirty. He was forecasting the probable course of my disease. According to the circumstances I was wheelchair bound. Well, thank God there was a different prognosis. I am walking, working and becoming a thirty year old woman next week. God is definitely good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span name="hotword" style="color: white;"&gt;Spiritually, your prognosis is the forecast of your future. Don't let a negative diagnosis define your prognosis. A matter of fact, don't let negative people define your life. You can and you will do better... if you trust God and believe you can have a positive prognosis. We all&amp;nbsp;have a past but that has nothing to do with our present. Will you make mistakes again? You wouldn't be human if you didn't. The truth is we have a forgiving God and HE wants your love. So in a nutshell...No more damaging scars... no more sclerosis. Here's to you and your best life in 2012! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span name="hotword" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span name="hotword" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?q=negative+talk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1920&amp;amp;bih=879&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=kUrAXt_kgl0NrM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://wellnessindustry-bunny.blogspot.com/2011/09/turn-negative-talk-to-positive-you.html&amp;amp;docid=NcEgERYYZrJkeM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WWizJbHlMQ/TneM086MLyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/h0W3VEXVVX0/s1600/stop-negative-thinking.jpg&amp;amp;w=829&amp;amp;h=579&amp;amp;ei=d_r9Tq6iMKXfiAK4zdyBDQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=1127&amp;amp;vpy=347&amp;amp;dur=297&amp;amp;hovh=188&amp;amp;hovw=269&amp;amp;tx=135&amp;amp;ty=112&amp;amp;sig=105939069275876703806&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=156&amp;amp;tbnw=205&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=35&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:14,s:0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://images.google.com/imgres?q=negative+talk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1920&amp;amp;bih=879&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=kUrAXt_kgl0NrM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://wellnessindustry-bunny.blogspot.com/2011/09/turn-negative-talk-to-positive-you.html&amp;amp;docid=NcEgERYYZrJkeM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WWizJbHlMQ/TneM086MLyI/AAAAAAAAAK8/h0W3VEXVVX0/s1600/stop-negative-thinking.jpg&amp;amp;w=829&amp;amp;h=579&amp;amp;ei=d_r9Tq6iMKXfiAK4zdyBDQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=1127&amp;amp;vpy=347&amp;amp;dur=297&amp;amp;hovh=188&amp;amp;hovw=269&amp;amp;tx=135&amp;amp;ty=112&amp;amp;sig=105939069275876703806&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=156&amp;amp;tbnw=205&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=35&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:14,s:0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/1979088864268506290-6678498176266906903?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;..I do not have Christian pride. The kind of pride I am speaking of is Christian arrogance. I'm sure you have met people like that. They have done everything right and they don't need to learn anything. The Bible says in Proverbs 11:22 "When swelling and pride come, then emptiness and shame come also, but with the humble (those who are lowly, who have been pruned or chiseled by trial, and renounce self) are skillful and godly Wisdom and soundness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When people possess that type of pride it brings emptiness and shame. I experienced this type of pride a couple years ago. I pointed out something I discovered in scripture. I didn't add any personal commentary to the scripture and I presented it in context. The individual told me they didn't agree with it. This person was well respected in the "church world" and I thought they would help me further my knowledge of the Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Instead of telling me they did not understand the text they said they didn't believe it. I didn't understand the response because how can you not believe something in the Bible if you are a Christian? Pride! If the person doesn't understand the scripture they can't believe it. That's pride. They would rather say they don't believe in it rather than say they don't understand it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope I never have that type of pride because God cannot effectively use people like that because they can't be told anything through his Word. It's not about having a theology degree it's about accepting the character and person of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-1919301745387336632?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poetry, playwrights, short-stories... I love it all because I like to write :) Something just feels different with the message of this book. I don't have to work on character development because I am speaking from my heart. It's not about how many books I can sell but it's about how many lives I can touch. That's the message behind social&amp;nbsp;entrepreneurship&amp;nbsp;anyway. While others look for profit I look for spiritual progress. My heart goes out to those who have a real desire to change but they don't feel like they are worth it. That's why I do what I do... I want to show you love on a divine level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for being patient with me. God is definitely not through with me or you yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-6617566751905344266?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I viewed the above video and it encouraged me so much that I shared it on Facebook. Even though this young lady was diagnosed with MS it did not change her character or her spirit towards God. I am happy that I got the opportunity to view this and I pray that others will do the same. Whether you have MS or not, this will bless you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-4490086854191682733?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Luda has a school aged daughter and what he recently did is remarkable. He created a website that is for school-aged elementary kids that helps with common knowledge in that grade level. I am impressed! Of course Luda is a talented entertainer but what he did for his child and other children her age deserves an applaud. &lt;br /&gt;
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I believe that many kids will love this website. My daughters have not visited the site yet but I am sure that they will have me bookmark it. If you and yours would like to visit the well designed site click the following link: &lt;a href="http://karmasworld.com/#/home"&gt;Karma's World: Home&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;READ MY COMMENTS ON THIS... KUDOS REMOVED AS OF 12/28/11 230PM IF WHAT I HEARD IS TRUE... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;My prior post but I may be ZZZZZZ on Deion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Divorce must be the keyword for December! Deion Sanders and his wife Pilar have announced their divorce. Deion, the NFL hall of famer, said that the both of them decided to end their marriage but they will continue their lives with mutual respect. That is applauded. He says that their top priority "has and will continue to be the well-being" of their children.&lt;br /&gt;
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Infidelity? Not sure but that is none of our business. The fact that they will continue to be civil towards each other is the meaning behind this blog post. There are many people who decide on a divorce and even though the parents are splitting the children suffer the most. I understand that all marriages are not destined to work for many reasons. However, if you decided to bring life in the world it is imperative that your children are supported spiritually during and after the divorce. That is the honest to God truth.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;My family came to my job on Thursday and before they opened their mouths I knew what they came to tell me. I asked, "Tisha is gone home?" They held me close and I knew that it was true. My first cousin was at rest. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When our spiritual work is over here we are called home. The same is true naturally. We work our shift and when it's time to leave and go home we return to family.&amp;nbsp;I believe that is what my cousin did. She returned to family. Tisha is home from work. We don't work hourly shifts but yearly shifts in the spirit. When our time is up we will do the same. We return home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though believers are co-workers in the vineyard we don't know the work schedule. We may not know the work schedule but we know the job description. It's all about love! We are to love God wholeheartedly and love others as we love ourselves. The Bible says that God gave us the gift of eternal life. This Christmas Tisha received the fulfilment of that gift. Even though she is missed beyond words I know where she is and I am sure we will meet after my shift is over.&lt;br /&gt;
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Click &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/dailypress/obituary.aspx?n=letitia-white-taylor&amp;amp;pid=155113035" target="_blank"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to view the obituary and sign the Legacy guestbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-1236479631580089485?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Taylor" /><author><name>Quiyada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710429499772017504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwtgMTZ9Puo/Sty9UnhDdbI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/zKLoHXwhqvY/S220/me.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qI3-4ox0Pp4/Tu02TpgFCqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/N7UOfeoc1qQ/s72-c/375356_10150457007104014_628329013_8461368_1866737061_n.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://quiyada.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-loving-memory-of-minister-letitia-w.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4MSH0-fyp7ImA9WhRQGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1979088864268506290.post-9032459223787950134</id><published>2011-12-13T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:26:29.357-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-13T15:26:29.357-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Current Events and Headlines" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Parental Advisory" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Personal Post" /><title>Santa Claus or Uncle Sam?</title><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--01uupWGj-Y/Tue0k4Nm9WI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gcNwnPKVVs4/s1600/UncleSam-791506.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685711600236295522" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--01uupWGj-Y/Tue0k4Nm9WI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gcNwnPKVVs4/s320/UncleSam-791506.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Uncle SAM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a hardworking wife, mother of two, small business owner and philanthropist... I don't wait for Santa instead I wait for Uncle Sam!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know. When I say that people cringe. Christmas is so commercial and the spiritual reasoning behind it is always covered with wrapping paper. Truthfully, if you can't afford a gift for someone that should not affect your friendship with them. If you have the funds to give gifts to people... more power to you! The spirit of Christmas lives in giving. God gave to us and if we are fortunate enough we give to others. Being that I am in a financial funk right now that is not my story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Sam is guaranteed to come around spring or late winter.&amp;nbsp;I know this. I work hard everyday and the financial relief that is coming is expected! Am I wrong for having this feeling? I sure hope not. I just know that this is a guarantee unless our government does something unexpected. (This could happen but anyway...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not excited about Christmas because of what I can get because that is not my holiday motif. Look at it this way... both of them have list about what you did... naughty and nice. Both of them are old mean with long gray facial hair and both of them like hats. So commercially speaking I am preferring Sam over Santa. I know what I post is different from other bloggers but eh... that's just me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, thanks for reading and happy holidays!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Photo from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?q=uncle+sam&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1045&amp;amp;bih=871&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=Hi19nICFdA2WOM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://technorati.com/politics/article/uncle-sam-justice/&amp;amp;docid=J_rFYAY5bdCIcM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://scm-l3.technorati.com/11/06/29/46585/UncleSam.gif%253Ft%253D20110629131104&amp;amp;w=327&amp;amp;h=368&amp;amp;ei=w7DnTtCOK8iCsgKQ54nuCA&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=463&amp;amp;vpy=168&amp;amp;dur=31&amp;amp;hovh=238&amp;amp;hovw=212&amp;amp;tx=137&amp;amp;ty=98&amp;amp;sig=108463148902224930892&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=148&amp;amp;tbnw=132&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=28&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:3,s:0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://images.google.com/imgres?q=uncle+sam&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;biw=1045&amp;amp;bih=871&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=Hi19nICFdA2WOM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://technorati.com/politics/article/uncle-sam-justice/&amp;amp;docid=J_rFYAY5bdCIcM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://scm-l3.technorati.com/11/06/29/46585/UncleSam.gif%253Ft%253D20110629131104&amp;amp;w=327&amp;amp;h=368&amp;amp;ei=w7DnTtCOK8iCsgKQ54nuCA&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=463&amp;amp;vpy=168&amp;amp;dur=31&amp;amp;hovh=238&amp;amp;hovw=212&amp;amp;tx=137&amp;amp;ty=98&amp;amp;sig=108463148902224930892&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=148&amp;amp;tbnw=132&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=28&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:3,s:0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All rights reserved to original creator&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/1979088864268506290-9032459223787950134?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I may be different than alot of other people but I don't put anyone on a pedestal. Honestly, everyone is human. Everyone makes mistakes and people disappoint opinions. That's just the truth. Maybe the things happened with him and the young men... don't know. I won't there and I can't say. I believe he said that his wife is just tired of dealing with the struggles as a pastor's wife... understood. He said that they do not hate each other... Christianlike. If they are working it out why is there so much negativity?&lt;br /&gt;
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I think we put too much trust in people and less trust in God. As I have said before... nothing absolutely nothing is a surprise to God. Because we lean to our own understanding we depend on our ways more than God's way. There are some people who have deterred their walk with God because of this. Why? When we trust God and his judgement we have no reason to think otherwise about him.&lt;br /&gt;
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In this situation I am praying for Bishop, his wife and fellow believers.&amp;nbsp;I am praying that the sovereignty of God brings clarity and peace of mind in this situation. God is still God and he knows the end result. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-2452076828064568497?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They write books about any and everything all the time. Truthfully, their stapled loose leaf papers are worth looking at. After reading their last one I had a thought. What if they write a book next year? Nothing big, just a children's book. My youngest daughter,&amp;nbsp;Jeniah,&amp;nbsp;likes to draw. She asked me last month if I knew what illustrator meant. She said her art teacher said they were people who draw pictures for books. She told me that she wants to do something like that when she gets older. My oldest daughter, Seniah,&amp;nbsp;has a thing for words and writes regularly... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo, after I release my first&amp;nbsp;novel in my Proozio line I am going to help them with their children's book. "We can do that book tonight Ma!" said Seniah. You have to love the simplicity of a child's mind. I appreciate her eagerness but I told her this will take time. 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you talk to someone and they are speaking another language you may not know exactly what they mean. No theological talk... I just want to say something. Can you read something from my heart for a second?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There is Hebrew in the Old Testament and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;יָדַע &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;is YADA in Hebrew. &amp;nbsp;YADA occurs 947 times in 873 verses in the Hebrew concordance of the Kings James Version. There are too many examples to list here. However, one verse encouraged me alot in my time of need this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Psalms 41:11 -&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;By this I know (YADA) that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know that God favors me. I know that he delights in, takes pleasure in, and is pleased with me. I am sure of this because my enemy, nomatter what or who, does not triumph over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Like I said, it's all about YADA. It's all about the fact that God knows me and I endeavor to know HIM. With that confidence I can do all things through Christ that strengthens &amp;nbsp;me. If HE is on your side HE is more than the whole WORLD against you. Be blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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While writing it I find myself in tears sometimes... that's how I know God is using me to say something to somebody. It is a novel with a detailed plot but it is encouraging to know that tears do matter to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You may be having a rough time in your life and things may not be turning out the way you wish. I do understand your emotion because I have been there... and I'm there now. We all come to a situations that may make us emotional. When you feel like others don't understand there is someone that does... GOD. He understands because he created you before the beginning of time and he knows the end result of everything you face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We may not be able to articulate our&amp;nbsp;emotions to others and they may not totally understand. That's okay. Maybe it's not meant for them to understand. God understands it all. If we trust and delight in him in the midst of the trial, I am sure that we will have peace that guards our heart and mind (our emotions). After the tears dry you will understand it better if you rely on someone else to wipe the tears away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The hymnist was right when they said, "I dare not trust the sweetest frame but WHOLLY lean on Jesus name... On Christ the solid rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand." God cares and a great comfort is provided in him throughout all eternity... Revelations 21:4 says...&amp;nbsp;"He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;All copyright laws abided by and Image&amp;nbsp;was taken&amp;nbsp;from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://worshippingchristian.org/images/blog/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://worshippingchristian.org/images/blog/tears.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/1979088864268506290-1699369018259604940?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is a mature mentality about style? What is style? Style is a mode of living, as with respect to expense or display. Your mentality is your outlook, your view, or your set of mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a mature mentality about your style is a view about your display and expenses that is fully developed in your mind. I remember when I was younger I thought I had to have a certain pair of shoes to be in style. I had to have a certain outfit that would be stylish. My style was not matured because I felt that I had to have those things because that's what I saw others wear. When I got older and had my own expenses I realized that I couldn't afford and didn't need everything I wanted. I also found out about lay-aways :) There are some older people who haven't grasped that concept yet and they end up in debt because they try to keep up with Jones'es. That is not a mature mentality about style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;I was out with a friend this week and she said, "Ooh Yada! That Coogie jacket is cute!" I just picked it up that morning because it was raining and it had a hood. It was a gift from a friend and I just thought it was cute. I never looked in the inside to check the label. Name brands don't mean much to me. Whether it's Coogie or Kohl I will wear it... if it's cute. That is the mentality of mature style.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the holidays approaching keep that in mind. Give from your heart and you don't have to go in debt to do it. If you have to be broke to be beautiful... something is wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Definitions from Dictionary.com and image from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?q=purse&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;biw=1600&amp;amp;bih=732&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=6Tm5lv3tj2EjIM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.dimensionsguide.com/purse-dimensions/&amp;amp;docid=LGPVs09ckKcnKM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://www.dimensionsguide.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Purse.jpg&amp;amp;w=432&amp;amp;h=325&amp;amp;ei=PW21TrjBEIeq2QXbhYnNDQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=1152&amp;amp;vpy=193&amp;amp;dur=393&amp;amp;hovh=195&amp;amp;hovw=259&amp;amp;tx=129&amp;amp;ty=102&amp;amp;sig=106790576571470922637&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=151&amp;amp;tbnw=201&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=23&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0"&gt;http://images.google.com/imgres?q=purse&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;biw=1600&amp;amp;bih=732&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=6Tm5lv3tj2EjIM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.dimensionsguide.com/purse-dimensions/&amp;amp;docid=LGPVs09ckKcnKM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://www.dimensionsguide.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/Purse.jpg&amp;amp;w=432&amp;amp;h=325&amp;amp;ei=PW21TrjBEIeq2QXbhYnNDQ&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=1152&amp;amp;vpy=193&amp;amp;dur=393&amp;amp;hovh=195&amp;amp;hovw=259&amp;amp;tx=129&amp;amp;ty=102&amp;amp;sig=106790576571470922637&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=151&amp;amp;tbnw=201&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=23&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&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/1979088864268506290-5566076656522948789?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to let everyone know that I am still working on my latest book. It will now be entitled, "After the Tears Dry". I won't say much about the plot and I will just leave you in suspense until it drops. &amp;nbsp;I was going for January 1, 2012 and it's release was going to be a birthday gift to me. I understand now that you can never push yourself past your limit... I think I was trying to do that with this book. The "I CAN" attitude can be damaging sometimes when you are trying to do too much. Yanno? I am going to take it a little slower and I hope you all understand. So pray with me for a speedy yet successful output.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings, Q!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;image found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDot2c6uUdc/TTKPuHvCDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2xsQ0Vm8ww4/s1600/WOMAN%2BPRAYING.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://thewingsofinspiration.blogspot.com/2011_01_16_archive.html&amp;amp;usg=__dSeyLfhheeE47RmkAw9IOkagRRk=&amp;amp;h=264&amp;amp;w=390&amp;amp;sz=9&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=17&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=8NugGVxR7cfgVM:&amp;amp;tbnh=143&amp;amp;tbnw=190&amp;amp;ei=WuidTb2EF5GBhQe5-LW7BA&amp;amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dwoman%2Bpraying%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D955%26bih%3D837%26gbv%3D2%26tbm%3Disch0%2C628&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=432&amp;amp;vpy=210&amp;amp;dur=110&amp;amp;hovh=185&amp;amp;hovw=273&amp;amp;tx=95&amp;amp;ty=84&amp;amp;oei=VeidTcCwFdS4tweFsJ3kBA&amp;amp;page=2&amp;amp;ndsp=20&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:2,s:17&amp;amp;biw=955&amp;amp;bih=837"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PDot2c6uUdc/TTKPuHvCDDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2xsQ0Vm8ww4/s1600/WOMAN%2BPRAYING.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://thewingsofinspiration.blogspot.com/2011_01_16_archive.html&amp;amp;usg=__dSeyLfhheeE47RmkAw9IOkagRRk=&amp;amp;h=264&amp;amp;w=390&amp;amp;sz=9&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=17&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=8NugGVxR7cfgVM:&amp;amp;tbnh=143&amp;amp;tbnw=190&amp;amp;ei=WuidTb2EF5GBhQe5-LW7BA&amp;amp;prev=/search%3Fq%3Dwoman%2Bpraying%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D955%26bih%3D837%26gbv%3D2%26tbm%3Disch0%2C628&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=432&amp;amp;vpy=210&amp;amp;dur=110&amp;amp;hovh=185&amp;amp;hovw=273&amp;amp;tx=95&amp;amp;ty=84&amp;amp;oei=VeidTcCwFdS4tweFsJ3kBA&amp;amp;page=2&amp;amp;ndsp=20&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:2,s:17&amp;amp;biw=955&amp;amp;bih=837&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Because you came to mind when someone shared this I shared this prayer with you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"God, our Father, walk through my house and take away all my worries and&amp;nbsp;illnesses and please watch over and heal my family in Jesus name, Amen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-5200615667696492448?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQHA-tQhcbc/TZzE9qctSoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WXi-UttbIi8/s1600/Office-Cubicle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQHA-tQhcbc/TZzE9qctSoI/AAAAAAAAAKk/WXi-UttbIi8/s320/Office-Cubicle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://madamenoire.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Office-Cubicle.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://madamenoire.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/Office-Cubicle.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;Work ethic is &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;belief&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;moral&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;importance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;inherent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;ability&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;character.&lt;/span&gt; Nomatter what you do to make ends meet you have to have good work ethic. You have to have the belief that your job and how you perform is important. Work builds character. You don't want your co-workers to be like... "She's here again." or "She is never pleasant to meet!" You may not like what you do but you are blessed to have a job... especially in this economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span&gt;I hold true to Biblical work ethic. I'm sure God intended this scripture for any and everybody who has a job doing anything... It's found in Colossians 3:23-24. It's my wallpaper at work and it keeps me inspired to do a great job... it says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people. Remember that the Lord will give you an inheritance as your reward, and that the Master you are serving is Christ." -New Living Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span&gt;With this mindset you are able to work well at whatever you do and for whoever you work for. Have a Happy Week! God wants you to ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I took on the G.I.M.P. mindset... I know I got a thing for alphabets... the five Ps and now the G.I.M.P.... go with me for a minute. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lMQdgjXS36E/TZoibZLQKnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0uSAkavKsXs/s1600/mind.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lMQdgjXS36E/TZoibZLQKnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0uSAkavKsXs/s320/mind.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a mind thing... the Bible says that he will keep us in perfect peace if our mind is stayed on Him right? That's what I did. I took what would usually get me upset and processed it with this mindset... GOD IS MORE POWERFUL... not only is more powerful than your situation he is smarter and more able to deal with it. Try Him... whatever happens to you and whatever tries to stress you this week take on the GIMP mindset... "God is more powerful... and he is able to take care of whatever happens." Stress less ;) &lt;br /&gt;
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There is nothing wrong with natural stress because you have to be concerned about things but just don't over do it. That's the thing. Bill comes in the mail: Right action: "Oh! I gotta add this to the budget. If I can't pay it I'm going to call and make some type of arrangement." Bad reaction: "Here we go again! Another bill I can't pay and I don't care what they do because I just can't pay it." Okay, I'll be honest. I have had both of these conversations mentally but the first conversation leads to less stress. I guess we manage our stress better when we have a plan. When we let the stress take over us that is when we suffer the consequences of the stress cause and effect.&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a "WOW" moment when it said that stress can impact your health, your social life, your mental state of mind and more... I guess people were right... stress can kill you - mind, body and soul. So this is what I decided to do because I don't need anything else adding on to the MS diagnosis. I am going to chill for my health's sake.&amp;nbsp;Spiritual wellbeing is a great stimulant for good health. If your spirit is downcast you will not enjoy life to the fullest. I am choosing to stress less and live this life to the best of my ability abundantly. No more forfeited peace and needless pain.. EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE TO GOD IN PRAYER.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿I was in a conversation with a friend earlier and she said, "What is wrong with you Yada?" I hadn't told her anything but I guess I was wearing my emotion on my face. "I'm cool. Why you ask that?" She looked at me again. "Something is up... I'm not being nosey and I am not going to get all personal... just smile. Even if you don't feel like it... Don't let nothing weigh you down girl."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I couldn't get an attitude because she was right. The worst thing any of us can do is wear our problems on our face. Yeah, things may not be how you like it right now. You may even have a reason to frown but we can't let our problems get the best of us. Smiling is the easiest medicine you can give yourself. I went for a ride in her car and we put on some good music and she said, "Just ride and listen... maybe this will cheer you up." Before the end of the ride I was bopping and asking her to turn certain songs up. Besides...doesn't it take more muscles to frown. At any rate... I feel better. The situation hasn't changed but my attitude towards it has and it feels good to smile and mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-3418481449300815145?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am the type of person who loves hard and hurts harder. My logic was... if I do good to others they would return the favor. Well, not everybody is built that way. When you do good to some people they feel you can do better while they do nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;
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So I decided to do me. Ahhhhh! What a good feeling. When you decide to do you that is exactly what you are doing... You are doing what makes &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;happy. Do what advances &lt;strong&gt;YOU. &lt;/strong&gt;So many times people get the best of us and we leave ourselves with what's left. &lt;br /&gt;
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In the midst of doing us we have to sync our will with divinity. Doing us is not a license to do bad to others or to justify bad habits. It is just a way of being true to oneself. That's the only way to meet others... as the complete you... doing you. Less stress and heartache occurs when you are not looking for someone else to complete you. No more facades or being what someone else wants us to be. I posted on Twitter earlier this month that if you try to please everyone they will always be happy and you will end up miserable. Don't deal with people who can't take a NO from you. We don't have to say yes to everything.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do what makes &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;happy. That is what matters in the end and that's how we live our best life... completely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-1435807405156386061?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I woke up this morning and nothing on my body wanted to act right. There were the regular feelings associated with MS but I didn't feel up to doing anything. I'm 29 years old to date and it felt like I was a day away from 90. I sat on the edge of the bed and murmured to myself, "Come on Q. It's Humpday... you can do this. Plus it is supposed to be nice today! The weather is gonna be great." This is the convo I had with me. Yea, sometimes I have to mentally talk to myself (not outloud cause some would call me crazy). Whatever. lol&lt;br /&gt;
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I got the nerve up to get up... that was a huge step. I did my morning PPPPP prayer. I blogged about it earlier. It's my protective peace and productive power prayer. Leaning on the sink, I still couldn't get it together. I&amp;nbsp;stood up again... "Um, God did you hear me? I really need some boost now?" Well, he did. I'm not 100% but so much better than I was in the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;
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Excuse me, I have a tendency to rant. At any rate today is an anyway day. I am going to make it productive in anyway I can. I want to be the best me today that I can be and even though my body has another opinion I beg to differ with it. I can do it and you can too. Let today be an "anyway day"... It's a day where you respond to everything negative with an "anyway". This doesn't have to be a day like any other because I do all things because God makes it possible "anyway". We can make the best out of a situation today and "anyway" God chooses to bless us in this mess lets be satisfied ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-4923403716607506843?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;A survivor is defined as &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;continues&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;function&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;prosper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;spite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;opposition,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;hardship,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;setbacks. (&lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com/"&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A survivor is a person who keeps going regardless. What can stop us from being survivors in the above definition? OPPOSITION, HARDSHIPS, AND SETBACKS... An opposition is &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;opposing,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;resisting,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;combating. In your life, have you come against opposition? We all have. Opposition can come from a person or just a situation. What is in combat with you? What is resisting positivity or the good in your life? These are things that keep you from surviving. It doesn&amp;#39;t want to see you override their opposition. It is in constant battle with your spirit to keep you thinking negative. Opposition doesn&amp;#39;t want to see you survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;Opposition can bring about hardships. A hardship is &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;condition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;endure. Don&amp;#39;t let the opinions of others or another situation make life hard for you. I know it&amp;#39;s easier said than done. But opposition can stress you out and cause you to change to fit the opposer&amp;#39;s view. That is not needed when you are in this type of situation. It&amp;#39;s okay to stand your ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;When you are dealing with opposition and you want to be a survivor it may seem like you are in constant combat. A combat is &lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;fight,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;struggle,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" id="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;controversy, When you are dealing with this type of situation it can drain you. It will have you feeling like you are in a fight or a struggle. Be bigger than your adversary. Even though it is hard it is possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; CURSOR: default" onmouseover="this.style.cursor=&amp;#39;default&amp;#39;" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;transparent&amp;#39;" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor=&amp;#39;#b5d5ff&amp;#39;;return hotWord(this);" name="hotword"&gt;Spiritual matters are not ours to handle. In our flesh, there is nothing we can do on our own.  Give it to God. Prayer works for the spirit. If you want to be a survivor you can be... with God&amp;#39;s help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What have you survived and how can you help someone else survive a similiar situation? Think and act on it.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1979088864268506290-1623219155305145293?l=quiyada.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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