<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:41:55.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Touch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-8063498072190113698</id><published>2007-05-17T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:09:40.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds of Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/Rk0T_ukHrBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MwbZ5npt-S0/s1600-h/Angel+of+Prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065727141413891090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/Rk0T_ukHrBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MwbZ5npt-S0/s320/Angel+of+Prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Lord my God will enlighten my darkness."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 18:28b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/Rk0TNekHrAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1Dvlm7uRhuY/s1600-h/Angel+of+Prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear traveler:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have arrived at a place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where Light dwells.&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.merrychristmasshop.com/images_wt/085.26044L.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.merrychristmasshop.com/willowtree.htm&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;h=335&amp;w=267&amp;amp;sz=16&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=4&amp;um=1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tbnid=3XjqNO1EUOGJ6M:&amp;tbnh=119&amp;amp;tbnw=95&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dwillow%2Btree%2Bangel%2Bof%2Bprayer%26svnum%3D10%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where Love abounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rivers of life flow through your veins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angels nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encouraging words find their way to your human senses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-8063498072190113698?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8063498072190113698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=8063498072190113698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8063498072190113698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8063498072190113698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/sounds-of-silence.html' title='Sounds of Silence'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/Rk0T_ukHrBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MwbZ5npt-S0/s72-c/Angel+of+Prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-2919104488360790649</id><published>2007-05-04T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:51:12.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes of Silence</title><content type='html'>“Live in peace; and the God of love&lt;br /&gt;And peace shall be with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 13:11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledging human tendency towards paranoid thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;One has also to recognize there are times&lt;br /&gt;When we just can’t see clearly whether the enemies inside or outside&lt;br /&gt;Are doing the greatest damage to our soul.&lt;br /&gt;…Preventing us from expansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense to let go of fear and doubt,&lt;br /&gt;Drop them like hot potatoes&lt;br /&gt;And merely concentrate on the task at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge becomes to relinquish our need&lt;br /&gt;To engage in business and meaningless thought patterns&lt;br /&gt;To disentangle the cords binding us to earthly matter&lt;br /&gt;And elevate our spirits to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooner rather than later,&lt;br /&gt;We quiet our minds.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional turbulence subsides.&lt;br /&gt;We see colors and shapes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sky’s reflection on a tranquil lake,&lt;br /&gt;Clarity's delicacy is achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merely surrender and stay still.&lt;br /&gt;The lake's floor is revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow peace and silence&lt;br /&gt;A space in your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His light guides you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Presence reveals your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-2919104488360790649?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2919104488360790649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=2919104488360790649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/2919104488360790649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/2919104488360790649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/heroes-of-silence.html' title='Heroes of Silence'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-2706843399839372019</id><published>2007-04-27T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:37:04.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing…singing…blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RjJs9wXr0jI/AAAAAAAAABk/vqQhd-fCTC4/s1600-h/angels.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058225139702551090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RjJs9wXr0jI/AAAAAAAAABk/vqQhd-fCTC4/s200/angels.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RjJsGgXr0hI/AAAAAAAAABU/pyFsOG7kqVA/s1600-h/angels.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“God is able to make all grace abound toward you.”&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 9:8a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unadulterated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abundant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Joyful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the devil tests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every good thing God has placed in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Celebrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Soul that found,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where happiness flows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-2706843399839372019?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2706843399839372019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=2706843399839372019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/2706843399839372019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/2706843399839372019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/breathingsingingblessed.html' title='Breathing…singing…blessed!'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RjJs9wXr0jI/AAAAAAAAABk/vqQhd-fCTC4/s72-c/angels.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-7843423837082957391</id><published>2007-04-13T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T09:15:43.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even every hair on your head has been counted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be afraid! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are worth more than many sparrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 12:7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accept life as it is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes us dwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up and look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And find ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the place we are Destined to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more, nothing less…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that special place our SOUL longs for…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we be blessed, Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn and move with Divine Haste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerful Angels securing our path with their wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we make it there quickly and without delay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And live the life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our birthright entails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Life you granted us even before we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our days be filled with the wonders of existence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaths of freedom and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-7843423837082957391?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7843423837082957391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=7843423837082957391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7843423837082957391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7843423837082957391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/even-every-hair-on-your-head-has-been.html' title='Ask!'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-6649091685605682580</id><published>2007-04-09T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:15:55.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrected</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RhsBIR-dqSI/AAAAAAAAABE/oHfu_44VHs0/s1600-h/meatstpete[2].BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051632648802117922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RhsBIR-dqSI/AAAAAAAAABE/oHfu_44VHs0/s320/meatstpete%5B2%5D.BMP" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He's not here,&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/Rhr_gx-dqRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8QImGXKTt9g/s1600-h/meatstpete[2].BMP"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But has risen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 24:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun, Wind, Friends, Ocean...Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All God's blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman born in an island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let myself be Loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the clouds in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let the Blue at St Pete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Inundate&lt;/span&gt; my Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-6649091685605682580?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6649091685605682580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=6649091685605682580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/6649091685605682580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/6649091685605682580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/ressurrected.html' title='Resurrected'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RhsBIR-dqSI/AAAAAAAAABE/oHfu_44VHs0/s72-c/meatstpete%5B2%5D.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-4458367776655404396</id><published>2007-04-05T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T08:40:31.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ein Sof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;John 7:14-18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About the middle of the feast Jesus went up into the temple and began teaching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Jews therefore marveled, saying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“How is it that this man has learning, when he has never studied?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Jesus answered them, “My teaching is not mine, but his who sent me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will is to do God's will, he will know whether the teaching is from God &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or whether I am speaking on my own authority. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one who speaks on his own authority seeks his own glory; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the one who seeks the glory of him who sent him is true, and in him there is no falsehood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change it&lt;br /&gt;Leave it&lt;br /&gt;Accept it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will you dwell in an unhappy situation before you make a choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long before you overcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long before the caterpillar turns butterfly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will we wait for your colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIS TEACHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-4458367776655404396?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4458367776655404396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=4458367776655404396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4458367776655404396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4458367776655404396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/ein-sof.html' title='Ein Sof'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-8963623523113374833</id><published>2007-04-04T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T10:21:11.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeless</title><content type='html'>John 6:25-29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When they found him on the other side of the lake, they asked him, “Rabbi, when did you get here?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus answered, “I tell you the truth, you are looking for me, not because you saw miraculous signs but because you ate the loaves and had your fill. Do not work for food that spoils, but for food that endures to eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you. On him God the Father has placed his seal of approval.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked him, “What must we do to do the works God requires?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus answered, “The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * ** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth…regardless of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than ideal conditions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break through inner barriers of doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break through imagined external boundaries…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to go beyond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paradise is just one breath away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s preventing you to see, to walk, to fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut away what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t belong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undo the web of fear entangled in your feet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set yourself free from old behavioral patterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow your heart to be reinvented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow your soul to expand and meet God in the realm of Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn excess away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow essence to surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow essence to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manifestation of your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-8963623523113374833?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8963623523113374833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=8963623523113374833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8963623523113374833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8963623523113374833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/timeless.html' title='Timeless'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-4206707791600440937</id><published>2007-04-02T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:57:46.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith and Optimism</title><content type='html'>“They that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Faith and optimism”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the words of my father when I asked him, after four years of silence,&lt;br /&gt;To give me instructions in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The significance of his message, I believe,&lt;br /&gt;Rests beyond the boundaries of my personal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith and optimism: repeat these words to your heart until they resonate deep within your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow them to become the mantra that guides your daily walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change. Shift. Grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile forms and overflows... from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm breathing…Prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the current condition of our world&lt;br /&gt;Despite the energies of despair and intolerance…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine instruction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the Light of Love, Faith and Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-4206707791600440937?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4206707791600440937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=4206707791600440937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4206707791600440937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4206707791600440937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/faith-and-optimism.html' title='Faith and Optimism'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-8023541575737990771</id><published>2007-03-30T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:49:56.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Basics</title><content type='html'>“The eyes of the Lord are over the righteous, and his ears are open unto their prayers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3:12a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to basics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripping to the naked soul&lt;br /&gt;Down to my last bit of strength&lt;br /&gt;I find the Source&lt;br /&gt;Of life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally break through mud and chaos&lt;br /&gt;Kiss goodbye the Valley of Shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open my arms…lift them up high&lt;br /&gt;Bless God who has brought me HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past darkness…light!&lt;br /&gt;Past conflict…Peace!&lt;br /&gt;Past indifference…Agape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go Let go Let go&lt;br /&gt;Anything and everything that’s holding me back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut cut cut&lt;br /&gt;Back to basics!&lt;br /&gt;Go deeper inside!&lt;br /&gt;To the essential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels carry me softly in their wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the blue place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Jesus dwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mercy, Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Life in Truth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-8023541575737990771?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8023541575737990771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=8023541575737990771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8023541575737990771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8023541575737990771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to Basics'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-2569756656842444462</id><published>2007-03-29T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:42:52.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Home Part II</title><content type='html'>"I believe that I shall see the goodness of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the LORD;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, and let your heart take courage;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the LORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27: 13-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times in life we want to run before our time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread our wings and fly to our destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring all opposition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes God to remind us to keep on shinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting on Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to remain in the NOW...TRUST Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When passion builds up inside to reach our appointment with DIVINITY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day God leads us to a new lesson; to a fresh encounter with HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; up... answers too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JuSt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BeLiEvE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Is Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hug&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-2569756656842444462?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2569756656842444462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=2569756656842444462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/2569756656842444462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/2569756656842444462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/journey-home-part-i_29.html' title='Journey Home Part II'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-7957350894033426440</id><published>2007-03-28T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T12:13:06.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey Home - Part I</title><content type='html'>“I am with thee to deliver thee, saith the lord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 1:8b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it begins…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of God in my life is such...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leads me to do things my old self would consider irrational, illogical…borderline crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, because He has taught me to TRUST HIM ABOVE ALL THINGS, I have embarked on a very unique spiritual journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is non-conventional, to say the least, but its effects are being felt profoundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to share with you as much as I can…my hope is that these words are a blessing in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journey is about going inside…and there, meeting God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some relevant issues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adjust&lt;/span&gt; some things from a practical perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity. Silence. Listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About goals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goal-less.&lt;/span&gt;  I guess my goal is to let Him lead me...To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rely&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has placed in my heart the need to remain open…light…to let things flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice, as an ingredient for a meaningful spiritual discipline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot hope to achieve the spoils of victory before waging battle, or at least negotiating peace. Action precedes results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to sacrifice. Do my part on the physical realm. Action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus...I've gotten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you frantically searched for something you already have in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you keep on searching outside that which has been deposited inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look first within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to God’s voice echoing in your inner world. Angels surround you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet next…May His light be in you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-7957350894033426440?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7957350894033426440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=7957350894033426440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7957350894033426440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7957350894033426440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/journey-home-part-i.html' title='Journey Home - Part I'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-6336024453755870169</id><published>2007-03-12T03:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:00:31.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip</title><content type='html'>Jeremiah 18:4&lt;br /&gt;"And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To seek God is to find Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we find Him we are transformed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although is not easy to let our baggage behind, our little old self in the dirt, and embrace the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcoming essence of His Light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we enter into the realm of divine presence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And never let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this precious moment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a trip I imagine Him say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, my child, you may venture out in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never leave you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-6336024453755870169?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6336024453755870169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=6336024453755870169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/6336024453755870169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/6336024453755870169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/trip.html' title='The trip'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-4419426620745899603</id><published>2007-03-05T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T10:40:35.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God Lives Here</title><content type='html'>"Those that seek me early shall find me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 8:17b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;My Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Today I come to you&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with joy&lt;br /&gt;Filled with grateful praise&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;For my soul rejoices in your presence.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;You have been kind and generous&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my wildest dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You have renewed my soul with hope&lt;br /&gt;And placed good thoughts in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Last night while I slept&lt;br /&gt;You came by and washed me with incense&lt;br /&gt;Caressed my hair with shiny glory&lt;br /&gt;And whispered stories of love and dreams&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I am infinitely blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-4419426620745899603?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4419426620745899603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=4419426620745899603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4419426620745899603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4419426620745899603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/god-lives-here.html' title='God Lives Here'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-7829932422387799971</id><published>2007-02-26T12:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T17:32:21.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart's Desire</title><content type='html'>If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given you.&lt;br /&gt;John 15:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No book no friend no song no wind&lt;br /&gt;Can substitute the school of life.&lt;br /&gt;Some roads we aught to take…&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to the waves of change&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden to hold back…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking times settle in&lt;br /&gt;Few things remain intact&lt;br /&gt;God demands an attitude from us.&lt;br /&gt;Blessing or curse…what’s going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not always a reward zone…&lt;br /&gt;Battles are fought,&lt;br /&gt;Won and lost&lt;br /&gt;Yet in every breath we win…learn…move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strip your self&lt;br /&gt;Down to the naked soul&lt;br /&gt;Then watch what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask God to fulfill your heart’s desire&lt;br /&gt;And dare also to give it up&lt;br /&gt;There’s so much life in letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flow with the flow;&lt;br /&gt;Let God caress you&lt;br /&gt;Nourish you&lt;br /&gt;Every way He wants&lt;br /&gt;Stop resisting His love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed with nothing but Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop your shoulders back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the dirt beneath your soles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-7829932422387799971?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7829932422387799971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=7829932422387799971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7829932422387799971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7829932422387799971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/hearts-desire_26.html' title='Heart&apos;s Desire'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-8354585636710783236</id><published>2007-02-21T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:16:34.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plant a seed</title><content type='html'>“Casting all your care upon him; for&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;careth&lt;/span&gt; for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ` ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago, I planted some seeds of love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a land of distant dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blissful joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning freshness calms the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life’s reward for another day survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise to the occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about flowers and a special friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A precious note and a gift down the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plant a seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give more than meets the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How blessed it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be alive in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-8354585636710783236?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8354585636710783236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=8354585636710783236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8354585636710783236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8354585636710783236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/plant-seed.html' title='Plant a seed'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-233293283496379102</id><published>2007-02-18T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:56:02.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes God is...</title><content type='html'>I don't have any scripture tonight&lt;br /&gt;all I have is the confidence that&lt;br /&gt;God loves me, you...and all of us.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what,&lt;br /&gt;I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;become&lt;/span&gt; convinced&lt;br /&gt;He's here for me&lt;br /&gt;And for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go of this Love&lt;br /&gt;Don't let go&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not here physically&lt;br /&gt;to hug you&lt;br /&gt;I'm here&lt;br /&gt;this is my hug&lt;br /&gt;my kiss&lt;br /&gt;my testimony of love&lt;br /&gt;for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Janet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-233293283496379102?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/233293283496379102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=233293283496379102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/233293283496379102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/233293283496379102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/sometimes-god-is.html' title='Sometimes God is...'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-8278345014444283514</id><published>2007-02-11T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:07:54.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Impossibilities...</title><content type='html'>"Nothing is impossible with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 1:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me once about the meaning of prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered it is our way of connecting with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is more than kneeling and complaining, or doing some sort of pitiful cry to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To persuade Him to grant us some grace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer happens in the most ordinary moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In extraordinary ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is a declaration of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But impossibilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life seems out of control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Circumstances&lt;/span&gt; overwhelm us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People we love run out of time and resources to come to our aid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is at this point of absolute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chaos&lt;/span&gt;, cloudiness, and emotional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we find ourselves positioned to experience God's hand in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened to me this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And verse Luke 1:37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept appearing before me time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's hand has been here all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the form of Ashley, a little girl who made me take Disney's water rides at age 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a cold February day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking me back to a childlike state of blessed joy and run-out-of-breath giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's hand was in the songs that payed in the park...rock sounds that are sure to bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the best of me...no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's hand was in the silence and solitude I enjoyed Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sipping coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was in the energy that made me run in the Golf &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all my sorrows...enjoying the texture of the sand under my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this while life fluctuates between highs and lows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this absolute surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find my impossibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoming SURPRISES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for Mystic Dunes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-8278345014444283514?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8278345014444283514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=8278345014444283514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8278345014444283514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8278345014444283514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/impossibilities.html' title='Impossibilities...'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-1043717651773928745</id><published>2007-02-02T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:15:40.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing balm</title><content type='html'>“I, the Lord thy God will hold thy&lt;br /&gt;Right hand, saying unto thee, Fear&lt;br /&gt;Not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discuss pain a lot&lt;br /&gt;Because is one of those things I know about.&lt;br /&gt;As hard as it is to publicly confess it&lt;br /&gt;And although many say my pain&lt;br /&gt;Is not adequately&lt;br /&gt;Justified,&lt;br /&gt;I need to express what pain has taught me&lt;br /&gt;And why we shouldn’t fear…but rather embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously for us in the Faith community&lt;br /&gt;The first and most important reason&lt;br /&gt;Is because it is a direct command from God&lt;br /&gt;Not to be fearful.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else should be said about it.&lt;br /&gt;And yet…there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain has a secret…&lt;br /&gt;It heals.&lt;br /&gt;It points to what’s needed for completion, repair, and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of us that,&lt;br /&gt;For one reason or another,&lt;br /&gt;Find ourselves immersed in pain&lt;br /&gt;Need to look at it straight in the eye and&lt;br /&gt;Say: “ok. I acknowledge you, now show me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee you&lt;br /&gt;Every victory has its spoils.&lt;br /&gt;When God places pain in our lives&lt;br /&gt;He’s giving us a divine healing tool .&lt;br /&gt;Don’t discard it, use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you’ve faced the battle,&lt;br /&gt;You’ll get to see the rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;Yet…you cannot afford not to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;If you back off, in fear, you’ll miss God’s Work&lt;br /&gt;In your life.&lt;br /&gt;Let Him heal you through whatever means He sees fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST in His Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For every one that asketh receiveth;&lt;br /&gt;And he that seeketh findeth; and to&lt;br /&gt;Him that knocked it shall be opened.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-1043717651773928745?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1043717651773928745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=1043717651773928745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/1043717651773928745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/1043717651773928745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/healing-balm.html' title='Healing balm'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-4279426297104438605</id><published>2007-01-31T13:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T11:36:35.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>John 3:5-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5Jesus answered, "I tell you the truth, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless he is born of water and the Spirit. 6Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit. 7You should not be surprised at my saying, 'You must be born again.' 8The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask my Friend&lt;br /&gt;Help!&lt;br /&gt;Hold this body of mine,&lt;br /&gt;Unless I drift away&lt;br /&gt;Like a balloon&lt;br /&gt;Towards the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My spirit is drunk with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body temperature rises&lt;br /&gt;Above levels of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; century poets&lt;br /&gt;Play my guitar&lt;br /&gt;Run my self&lt;br /&gt;To exhaustion...&lt;br /&gt;Ask God to guide me through this state&lt;br /&gt;Of absolute&lt;br /&gt;Surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender scares me.&lt;br /&gt;…yet I’m willing to yield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did reason go?&lt;br /&gt;When was it replaced&lt;br /&gt;By Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I’m undecided.&lt;br /&gt;A wanderer.&lt;br /&gt;A being&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;In the wine&lt;br /&gt;of Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help, my Friend!&lt;br /&gt;Come hastily to&lt;br /&gt;Rescue&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;My soul&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Needs&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Longs&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;to drink water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From your Hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-4279426297104438605?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4279426297104438605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=4279426297104438605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4279426297104438605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4279426297104438605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-8789487631782691136</id><published>2007-01-27T20:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:02:51.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Foxey Lady</title><content type='html'>Luke 5:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23After He had sent the crowds away, He went up on the mountain by Himself to pray; and when it was evening, He was there alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Like a candle&lt;br /&gt;I put my light&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;For everyone to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone comes&lt;br /&gt;Real close,&lt;br /&gt;And breathes heavily on it.&lt;br /&gt;Blowing my light away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to stay in the dark&lt;br /&gt;It's seductive, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pitiful&lt;/span&gt;, tasty.&lt;br /&gt;But once you've been lightened&lt;br /&gt;Darkness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; suit you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubbornly,&lt;br /&gt;I go to my Father&lt;br /&gt;And ask Him&lt;br /&gt;To light me up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaws.&lt;br /&gt;When things are dirty&lt;br /&gt;They hide underneath.&lt;br /&gt;Father brings my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brokenness&lt;/span&gt; to light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to see myself&lt;br /&gt;In the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Of His Word.&lt;br /&gt;All my flaws exposed, naked, vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I haven't figured out where His love comes from.&lt;br /&gt;A love like His resembles nothing I knew.&lt;br /&gt;Unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;Never-ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Just know, it's here.&lt;br /&gt;I open my heart, and receive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-8789487631782691136?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8789487631782691136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=8789487631782691136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8789487631782691136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/8789487631782691136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-foxey-lady_27.html' title='Not Foxey Lady'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-4677610822722354410</id><published>2007-01-25T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:31:45.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Directions, please...</title><content type='html'>“I am with thee, and will keep thee&lt;br /&gt;In all places whither thou goest.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 28:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For a small moment have I forsaken thee; but&lt;br /&gt;With great mercies I will gather thee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 54:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will instruct thee and teach thee&lt;br /&gt;In the way which thou shalt go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 32:8a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through the fog&lt;br /&gt;Southwest streets of Miami&lt;br /&gt;I find myself kissed by the silence&lt;br /&gt;Caressed in a cocoon&lt;br /&gt;Of white air&lt;br /&gt;Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Infinitely loved&lt;br /&gt;Adored&lt;br /&gt;By God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the fog&lt;br /&gt;I drive&lt;br /&gt;Scared there might be danger ahead&lt;br /&gt;Or behind&lt;br /&gt;From south north east or west&lt;br /&gt;It all seems so unusual&lt;br /&gt;Shaky. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;Faith pushes my gas pedal&lt;br /&gt;Joy steers the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Love makes it all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two boys&lt;br /&gt;Ride their skate boards&lt;br /&gt;Transmuting into shadows of the night&lt;br /&gt;I see them once&lt;br /&gt;I see them twice&lt;br /&gt;And wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the city&lt;br /&gt;There’s a bed that awaits them&lt;br /&gt;Yet&lt;br /&gt;They opt for the foggy streets&lt;br /&gt;And ride.&lt;br /&gt;Becoming shadows&lt;br /&gt;Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;It’s a good night.&lt;br /&gt;I break the fog in half&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Lord...&lt;br /&gt;You're here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-4677610822722354410?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4677610822722354410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=4677610822722354410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4677610822722354410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4677610822722354410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/directions-please.html' title='Directions, please...'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-5658121168437641935</id><published>2007-01-20T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T21:47:54.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Supremacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xbiw9kxsA6I/RbLNwFwUtJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sMb0fKpr1ZM/s1600-h/Little+me+and+mom.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Who is this who darkens counsel by words without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now prepare yourself like a man; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will question you, and you shall answer Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell Me, if you have understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who determined its measurements?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or who stretched the line upon it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To what were its foundations fastened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or who laid its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cornerstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the morning stars sang together,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the sons of God shouted for joy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Job 38-1-7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moreover the Lord answered Job, and said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Shall the one who contends with the Almighty correct Him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He who rebukes God, let him answer it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Job answered the Lord and said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Behold, I am vile;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What shall I answer You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lay my hand over my mouth."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Job 40: 1-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I've learned a few things about the supremacy of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has humbled my spirit... showing me how vulnerable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How powerless, although precious, human life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we get caught up in the net of knowledge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the illusion of wisdom and spiritual progress,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We judge ourselves in a linear fashion of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growth and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;increased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; understanding, but ultimately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...we've become foolish and small in our thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All it takes is a look back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a time in our lives where we were at the mercy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To realize &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the supremacy of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were only a child, when our minds knew no worries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goals and pride,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He already Was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the form of a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the shape of a smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the perfection of a tiny hand holding a piece of cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the eyes of innocence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the caretaker's heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were we when He already was?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just keeping things in perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-5658121168437641935?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5658121168437641935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=5658121168437641935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/5658121168437641935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/5658121168437641935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/infinite-supremacy.html' title='Infinite Supremacy'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-7451290331700242613</id><published>2007-01-12T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:57:52.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk the talk: communion with God</title><content type='html'>Romans 5:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12Therefore, just as sin entered the world through one man, and death through sin, and in this way death came to all men, because all sinned—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest things to notice when sin is present in our lives&lt;br /&gt;Is how it fogs our relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;Not necessarily His relationship to us&lt;br /&gt;But rather our relationship to Him.&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; noticed when I’m focusing on material, fleshly pursuits&lt;br /&gt;I tend to fade away from Him&lt;br /&gt;And just like water beginning to boil&lt;br /&gt;There’s a sense of uneasiness&lt;br /&gt;A perturbed notion of loosing that inner peace&lt;br /&gt;Only God truly provides.&lt;br /&gt;The Word becomes a memory&lt;br /&gt;And prayer an awkward moment&lt;br /&gt;It’s at this point I realize how far I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; wandered&lt;br /&gt;From Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although no one notices…because we’re “walking” the talk&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside, the walk becomes just talk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without that indescribable inner contact with God&lt;br /&gt;We miss the walk; we become just talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was reading the gospel of John while walking -literally.&lt;br /&gt;A man stopped me and said:&lt;br /&gt;“Wow, you look so happy!”&lt;br /&gt;I smiled, because I had been walking with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;His words were somehow bringing color to my skin&lt;br /&gt;Lightness to my feet...&lt;br /&gt;A heavenly dance to the movement of my body&lt;br /&gt;And it showed in the material world.&lt;br /&gt;I was completely unaware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When melting with God&lt;br /&gt;We’re living in a womb of peace, joy and love.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we don’t even notice…&lt;br /&gt;We’re like a baby being nurtured by his mother&lt;br /&gt;Intellectually unaware yet absolutely dependent&lt;br /&gt;When we’re suddenly pulled out by the forceps of life&lt;br /&gt;Into the realm of men&lt;br /&gt;We can’t help but&lt;br /&gt;Turn back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Let our selves be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immersed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into His quiet presence.&lt;br /&gt;Let our selves&lt;br /&gt;Become a baby again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 54:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the&lt;br /&gt;covenant of my peace be removed, saith the LORD that hath mercy on thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His lap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-7451290331700242613?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7451290331700242613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=7451290331700242613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7451290331700242613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/7451290331700242613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/walk-talk-communion-with-god.html' title='Walk the talk: communion with God'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-813331307763281712</id><published>2007-01-08T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:46:00.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Cry</title><content type='html'>Hebrews 13:5-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never will I leave you;&lt;br /&gt;never will I forsake you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 So we say with confidence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Remember your leaders, who spoke the word of God to you. Consider the outcome of their way of life and imitate their faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has Jesus ever made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as I wrote words and words&lt;br /&gt;Of unconscious thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I felt this urge to look up a few verses in Hebrews&lt;br /&gt;And I found in Luke, by “accident”, the passage where Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Forgives a sinner woman who washed his feet with tears.&lt;br /&gt;He tells Simon the woman was forgiven because she had loved much&lt;br /&gt;We all know love covers a multitude of sins&lt;br /&gt;But when our Lord reminds us directly&lt;br /&gt;It has a special meaning&lt;br /&gt;…it brought tears of joy to my eyes…&lt;br /&gt;My dearest friend, don’t get so caught up in the&lt;br /&gt;Busyness of life&lt;br /&gt;That you have no time to love.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get so immersed in self&lt;br /&gt;That you can’t give a hug, a kiss, a smile…a word of encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;To that special person the Lord has placed in your life at this very moment&lt;br /&gt;We all need love deeply.&lt;br /&gt;No one can truly say of love "enough is enough"&lt;br /&gt;Love is that which can always be given more and more&lt;br /&gt;Treat each person with divine LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Give and it shall be given unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord's light shine brightly on you today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-813331307763281712?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/813331307763281712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=813331307763281712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/813331307763281712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/813331307763281712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/joy-tears.html' title='Joy Cry'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-4533919091356143667</id><published>2007-01-05T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T13:59:41.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All we need is Him</title><content type='html'>Daniel 10:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Again the one who looked like a man touched me and gave me strength. 19 "Do not be afraid, O man highly esteemed," he said. "Peace! Be strong now; be strong." When he spoke to me, I was strengthened and said, "Speak, my lord, since you have given me strength."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes real life to understand Daniel’s brokenness.&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday I cried to my Lord about human suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Look around and you’ll see how many people hurt.&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn’t break your heart to see your fellow men living in fear, stress, and loneliness…I don’t think you’re truly alive.&lt;br /&gt;The curious thing is that only those who have lived them really know what those torments are all about.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you’ve been spared from them yourself. Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;But I haven’t…and now that I’ve moved beyond a victim mentality, now that I’ve grown tired of crying for the milk that’s right next to me, I’ve realized there’s a purpose for it all.&lt;br /&gt;Never despair in your despair.&lt;br /&gt;Know that God has a divine purpose running through your veins.&lt;br /&gt;That precious life you’ve been given, when lived in Faith, is a diamond being brought to excellence.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up. Receive the command of your Lord and be strong.&lt;br /&gt;He’s not asking for anything you can’t possibly accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;He’ll give you everything you need to face this battle and win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: We’re more than conquerors in Christ who strengthens us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sis that loves you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-4533919091356143667?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4533919091356143667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=4533919091356143667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4533919091356143667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/4533919091356143667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-you-need-is-him.html' title='All we need is Him'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-1788582916821185295</id><published>2006-12-27T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T13:12:52.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The mouse in the dog's mouth</title><content type='html'>James 1: 2-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read it myself, but someone I trust once said C S Lewis linked a man facing temptation to a rat being shaken by the mouth of a dog.&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to that scene.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know how hard it would be to break free from the habit of falling&lt;br /&gt;again and again in the old pits of destruction...until now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...breaking free is hard, specially if I try to do it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me tell you what I'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;Placing it all in His hands.&lt;br /&gt;Surrendering my agony to Him.&lt;br /&gt;My prayer this week has been, among tears:&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, Lord, give me the strength because I don't have any; this battle overwhelms me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes...He's answered back. I know if I faint now, and fall, He'll pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;But our relationship might not be the same as now.&lt;br /&gt;I may be like Adam in the garden...hiding from Him, ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to stain something so beautiful:&lt;br /&gt;A girl's love bond with her Heavenly Father.&lt;br /&gt;So I lift up my voice, and praise Him.&lt;br /&gt;Because only Jesus has the power to break the chains of sin in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;If you have Faith, please pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorrow is turned into joy before Him."&lt;br /&gt;Job 41:22b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-1788582916821185295?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1788582916821185295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=1788582916821185295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/1788582916821185295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/1788582916821185295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/mouse-in-dogs-mouth.html' title='The mouse in the dog&apos;s mouth'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-5393377977706973404</id><published>2006-12-26T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T12:21:10.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating the birth of Jesus: a chorus and the healing wings of the rising sun</title><content type='html'>Luke 1: 26-33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26In the sixth month, God sent the angel Gabriel to Nazareth, a town in Galilee, 27to a virgin pledged to be married to a man named Joseph, a descendant of David. The virgin's name was Mary. 28The angel went to her and said, "Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you."&lt;br /&gt;29Mary was greatly troubled at his words and wondered what kind of greeting this might be. 30But the angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. 31You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus. 32He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High. The Lord God will give him the throne of his father David, 33and he will reign over the house of Jacob forever; his kingdom will never end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******* ******* *******&lt;br /&gt;My dear Friend,&lt;br /&gt;The month of December has been a month of celebration for me and my Christian friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about you, but when the birthday draws near of a person I love, I celebrate not just one day…but all days…and I am so thankful to God for the birth of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Heavenly Daddy…your Son is the best gift of all!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to His birthday celebration at a stadium here in South Florida; thousands of believers and I sang happy birthday to our Savior illuminated by an ocean of candles. Some souls came to Him for the first time that evening…I have no words to express how awesome it was.&lt;br /&gt;And being Jesus as contemporary as He is, the celebration was divine…full of surprises, Joy…and Love.&lt;br /&gt;By the time the actual Christmas evening arrived, I was invited to join a very special chorus to sing carols to our Lord. Although I didn’t know the songs very well, and my voice became shy at times, my heart, my lungs, and my spirit worshiped Him with each bit of life I carry in me.&lt;br /&gt;I hope You liked it, Lord!!! I know you did!&lt;br /&gt;After church and the chorus, disaster happened; my little niece had a little –though scary- accident. My family didn’t have a chance to actually get together for Christmas. What we did, was thank God for His infinite Mercy in protecting the baby and delivering her from harm.&lt;br /&gt;On the 25th, after the sun rose bringing forth healing from the Lord, my family joined for a barbeque and we got a chance to love each other.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever Love is…His light shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, you’re the light of my life.&lt;br /&gt;May you also be the light to the person reading these words.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my being.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter, your friend, yours forever…&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For unto us a child is born; unto us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder.—Isaiah 9:6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-5393377977706973404?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5393377977706973404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=5393377977706973404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/5393377977706973404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/5393377977706973404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/celebrating-birth-of-jesus-chorus-and.html' title='Celebrating the birth of Jesus: a chorus and the healing wings of the rising sun'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116630403042962881</id><published>2006-12-16T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T17:11:09.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace and a Christmas party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2479/3992/1600/550610/Jose%20Janet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2479/3992/320/149175/Jose%20Janet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick.&lt;br /&gt;"But go and learn what this means: 'I desire mercy and not sacrifice.' For I did not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 9:12-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm probably better off not saying this,&lt;br /&gt;I'll open up to you&lt;br /&gt;Because I got a point to make...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Hold it, don't crucify me yet...after all,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died for ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;I had four cups of red wine&lt;br /&gt;(I have very little tolerance to alcohol)&lt;br /&gt;And after the party was over,&lt;br /&gt;I drove home.&lt;br /&gt;My best friend allowed me to drive!&lt;br /&gt;He said I told him I wanted to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Today I called him,&lt;br /&gt;and asked: how could you let me drive in that state?&lt;br /&gt;I questioned his friendship&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I knew arguing was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;We're all sick&lt;br /&gt;In need of a physician.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided&lt;br /&gt;To let go and forgive my friend&lt;br /&gt;Not because he deserves it&lt;br /&gt;But because is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you need to show mercy today?&lt;br /&gt;Who?&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so full of self that you&lt;br /&gt;Can't freely give to others&lt;br /&gt;What the God of the universe has first given you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, my friend, the rest has no meaning at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116630403042962881?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116630403042962881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116630403042962881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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him.”&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 7:25a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are seasons in life&lt;br /&gt;When everything is a mess&lt;br /&gt;And many times the cross becomes almost unbearable&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is cry, and&lt;br /&gt;Each tear becomes a river of pain&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;If you’re hurting&lt;br /&gt;Like I am&lt;br /&gt;All I can say&lt;br /&gt;Is that you need to let go &lt;br /&gt;And let God&lt;br /&gt;Be God&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself be healed&lt;br /&gt;By His Love&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Keep walking!&lt;br /&gt;Go through the storm&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it bring your spirit down&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head up high&lt;br /&gt;Fix your eyes on the horizon&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;While your heart rests in the hands of God&lt;br /&gt;Confidently &lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;In the direction &lt;br /&gt;Of your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He shall set me up upon a rock.”&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27:5c&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116602514189845038?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116602514189845038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116602514189845038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116602514189845038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116602514189845038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/keep-on-trucking.html' title='Keep on trucking'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116550007333369753</id><published>2006-12-07T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:02:19.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper</title><content type='html'>John 12:44-50 &lt;br /&gt; 44 Then Jesus cried out, "When a man believes in me, he does not believe in me only, but in the one who sent me. 45 When he looks at me, he sees the one who sent me. 46 I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness. &lt;br /&gt; 47 "As for the person who hears my words but does not keep them, I do not judge him. For I did not come to judge the world, but to save it. 48 There is a judge for the one who rejects me and does not accept my words; that very word which I spoke will condemn him at the last day. 49 For I did not speak of my own accord, but the Father who sent me commanded me what to say and how to say it. 50 I know that his command leads to eternal life. So whatever I say is just what the Father has told me to say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************7************7*************7************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a difficult passage to write about. Yet is so simple. Jesus’ voice is always like that: firm, clear, and loving. Sometimes, when standing in the presence of God is best to remain silent...to just let Him penetrate our being and surrender to His peace. Although is very hard to detach oneself from the cares of the world and swim against its current, when we swim towards God, He always provides the strength needed. Somehow His whisper makes it to our ears, even though we’re so accustomed to the noise.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father: you know my heart&lt;br /&gt;Better than no one else.&lt;br /&gt;You know my pride and my shortcomings&lt;br /&gt;You know I fall down every time I ignore your voice&lt;br /&gt;Help me to always have ears to listen and eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;And a heart that beats only because of You.&lt;br /&gt;I need you...help me to be like Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory and Praise to the God of the universe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116550007333369753?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116550007333369753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116550007333369753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116550007333369753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116550007333369753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/whisper.html' title='Whisper'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116535236342326154</id><published>2006-12-05T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:59:23.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The crying puppy</title><content type='html'>“Your heavenly Father knoweth that&lt;br /&gt;ye have need of all these things.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:32b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done something that you knew it was wrong to do,&lt;br /&gt;But you did it anyways? &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt the physical pain of suffering the consequences of your actions?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever run to God, to find comfort in His lap, &lt;br /&gt;Knowing He had warned you not to touch the fire?&lt;br /&gt;If God wasn’t God, I’d be desperate right now...&lt;br /&gt;Cause I touched the fire.&lt;br /&gt;And I find myself at this hour,&lt;br /&gt;Crying like a little puppy &lt;br /&gt;To my loving Master.&lt;br /&gt;I know He forgives me,&lt;br /&gt;But He tells me that’s not the main issue.&lt;br /&gt;Can I forgive myself?&lt;br /&gt;Can I forgive others?&lt;br /&gt;Can I really live if I don’t?&lt;br /&gt;God has an answer for that:&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The liberal soul shall be made fat:&lt;br /&gt;and he that watereth shall be watered&lt;br /&gt;also himself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 11:25&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116535236342326154?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116535236342326154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116535236342326154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116535236342326154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116535236342326154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/crying-puppy.html' title='The crying puppy'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116524995659809380</id><published>2006-12-04T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:15:29.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The leaf on the river current</title><content type='html'>“I am with you, and will keep you&lt;br /&gt; in all places where you go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 28:15a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m reading a book called “Love is a choice”; written by three PHD psychiatrists who have a clinic in Texas and decided they would write a book about “codependency”, a concept they consider has become an epidemic in modern life. Codependency simply means addiction to a certain behavior, thing, or person. As I read the book, obviously I’m uncovering the ghosts of my personal life, but I also find pretty much every single person I know could benefit from reading this book. It’s so easy to go through life suffering in silence, letting circumstances and people dictate our behavior, emotions, and -most importantly- our steps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life is like a river and we’re a leaf that fell down from a tree into the water, and the leaf is being swept by the currents...thinking she has a sense of direction and that she has everything figured out. Yet, reality is the leaf is living in denial, in ignorance, and in desperation. Perhaps she lives in the illusion she’s really just having fun. Life can be very deceiving and is very easy to lie to ourselves. How could we not be in desperation when our life is just being swept away in the currents of the world? How could we say we’re free from the currents when all we do is conform to norms and pre-determined concepts to satisfy other people? How can we say we’re truly enjoying the ride if every single time things don’t go our way we hide under social masks and pretend we’re ok? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can we admit we’re just creatures hungry for love? Who’s not hungry for love? Who? Lie to yourself if you must, but I think most people are. We’re experts in disguising our need under our masks, and we’re in the business of showing the world how “perfect” we are. We have been taught we ought to be perfect: perfect mate, perfect body, perfect bank account, perfect family, perfect job...you name it!!! &lt;br /&gt;I know one person that has the fakest, most nervous laugh I know. She’s going thru a bitter divorce, her ex took one of her kids, her life is just a mess, yet she puts up a show every single day. She’s broken inside, yet she wants to hide it, fake it and convince everyone of her lie…and WHY in the world would she go thru such lengths to accomplish all this? To be accepted by others, to be loved! If only that love was real…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered how long you will be able to lie to your own soul? I know I can’t do it to mine any longer. I am hungry…in fact I am desperately hungry for love! And this desperation has driven me to do some crazy things…really crazy things…involved with the wrong people, abandoned projects that could have brought great, lasting joy to my life, bought more than I could pay off at the end of the month so that I could get even a crumb of love from people...at 27, I’ve finally realized crumbs will not satisfy my soul’s hunger for love; just like I will never find diamonds in the streets of life...I’ll have to dig for them, I’m digging for love. Real, lasting love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are hidden for a very special reason: to teach us very special things we must dig for! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I find myself like the leaf, floating in the river of life,&lt;br /&gt;Only that for some greater reason, &lt;br /&gt;Too great for some to grasp, &lt;br /&gt;I’ve been “rescued” from the river currents and I’m relaxing quietly in a spot under the protection of a Big Rock. From that spot, I get to read my new book and study what my life has been and what’s ahead. &lt;br /&gt;I’ve had a chance to pause and reflect&lt;br /&gt;While watching the river push and abuse many other leaves that are passing by. &lt;br /&gt;Some look at me, and are curious...&lt;br /&gt;They wonder: “what’s up with her?”&lt;br /&gt;I look back at them and smile. &lt;br /&gt;I’m enjoying this moment and honestly,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve grown a certain respect for the river: it can either be a blessing or a curse.&lt;br /&gt;Under my Rock, a blessing it is.&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll get to a point in time &lt;br /&gt;When I’ll move from my healing spot,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be ready to ride –and enjoy- the currents.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be able to “rescue” other leaves from the river’s cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;And show them my special Rock, Whom will LOVE to be their Rock also.&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I’m getting more than love crumbs&lt;br /&gt;And will always do...&lt;br /&gt;From Him that created life, diamonds, and your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will instruct thee and teach thee&lt;br /&gt;In the way which thou shalt go.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 32:8a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always…only for you, and very especially for you: a crumb...a hug...a kiss...a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116524995659809380?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116524995659809380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116524995659809380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116524995659809380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116524995659809380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/12/leaf-on-river-current.html' title='The leaf on the river current'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116491023371155575</id><published>2006-11-30T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T13:10:33.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A heart on fire...</title><content type='html'>“The eyes of the Lord are over the &lt;br /&gt;Righteous and his ears are open unto &lt;br /&gt;Their prayers.”&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 3:12a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Heart on fire…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest friend,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to tell you my heart is on fire&lt;br /&gt;I can’t explain it&lt;br /&gt;I can’t control it&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is relax and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;The presence of God in my life.&lt;br /&gt;There must be something&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural&lt;br /&gt;Going on right now&lt;br /&gt;I feel this need&lt;br /&gt;To overcome this flesh&lt;br /&gt;And become all spirit&lt;br /&gt;To be united with Him&lt;br /&gt;One Spirit in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I proclaim to you&lt;br /&gt;In the name of the most high Jesus&lt;br /&gt;That this love &lt;br /&gt;Is here for you also&lt;br /&gt;All you need to do&lt;br /&gt;Is open your heart, your mind, and your soul&lt;br /&gt;And He’ll pour His divine Spirit &lt;br /&gt;In you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decide&lt;br /&gt;Your heart cannot handle such love&lt;br /&gt;Or that you can’t believe in this love&lt;br /&gt;I ask you to look up&lt;br /&gt;To the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Fill up your lungs with air&lt;br /&gt;And scream:&lt;br /&gt;God…give me a heart to love you!&lt;br /&gt;God…give me eyes to see you!&lt;br /&gt;God…give me your Spirit to understand you!&lt;br /&gt;God…give me health to adore you!&lt;br /&gt;God…give me joy to embrace you!&lt;br /&gt;God…give me real life!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus…Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My heart is firmly fixed,&lt;br /&gt;O God, my heart is fixed; &lt;br /&gt;I will sing and make melody.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, my spirit;&lt;br /&gt;Awake, lute and harp.&lt;br /&gt;I myself will waken the dawn.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 57:7-8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116491023371155575?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116491023371155575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116491023371155575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116491023371155575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116491023371155575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/heart-on-fire.html' title='A heart on fire...'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116474610256608924</id><published>2006-11-28T15:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:35:02.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>John 15:13 "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been looking forward to write you &lt;br /&gt;About &lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a great opportunity to be thankful…&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you how&lt;br /&gt;Awesome it is to have God in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And see Him do glorious things in your life&lt;br /&gt;All the promises of the Bible come alive&lt;br /&gt;Materializing in the very essence of daily existence.&lt;br /&gt;I am especially thankful this year, To God, &lt;br /&gt;For Jesus…&lt;br /&gt;He has been my guide, my light, my friend&lt;br /&gt;All my life,&lt;br /&gt;But this year He decided to let me know about it&lt;br /&gt;Only the Spirit of God understands the things of God&lt;br /&gt;Only this year I came to the realization of&lt;br /&gt;Jesus’ love for me&lt;br /&gt;Only this year I came to truly know Him.&lt;br /&gt;He’s were love is.&lt;br /&gt;And He loves us deeply.&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone could possibly love us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so thankful to God for Jesus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m thankful for you! God bless you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116474610256608924?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116474610256608924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116474610256608924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116474610256608924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116474610256608924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116369489442340211</id><published>2006-11-16T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:34:54.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you broken?</title><content type='html'>Psalm 145:14&lt;br /&gt;“The Lord upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed &lt;br /&gt;down.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~`~~~~~~~~~~~~~`~~~~~~~~~~~`~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t let me be shallow&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let me walk away from the friend who suffers&lt;br /&gt;Don’t make me immune to their cry for help&lt;br /&gt;Teach me how to treat their pain&lt;br /&gt;With Jesus’ love&lt;br /&gt;Let my mouth speak your Word of encouragement&lt;br /&gt;Make my hands lift in praise&lt;br /&gt;To thank you for your goodness&lt;br /&gt;Help me to overcome the gray desperation of daily routine&lt;br /&gt;Show me the infinite nature of your presence&lt;br /&gt;Keep me away from superficial people and things&lt;br /&gt;Keep me away from a judgmental mindset&lt;br /&gt;But bring me to love my neighbor above anything else &lt;br /&gt;Be, dear Lord, the light that shines inside me&lt;br /&gt;All the days of my life&lt;br /&gt;And make that powerful light &lt;br /&gt;Your Son’s light&lt;br /&gt;Shine inside the person reading these words&lt;br /&gt;For ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus name I pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116369489442340211?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116369489442340211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116369489442340211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116369489442340211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116369489442340211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/are-you-broken.html' title='Are you broken?'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116344902063536171</id><published>2006-11-13T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T15:17:00.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you only knew one thing...</title><content type='html'>As I write you these words, my hope is that they will bring healing to your soul. &lt;br /&gt;Comfort to your weary feet and mind. &lt;br /&gt;I pray that, as you read, your eyes will be open to the gift God is giving you through the hands of this Christian. &lt;br /&gt;You’ll know, as you walk toward His light, how much He really loves YOU. &lt;br /&gt;No matter what you’ve done, what has been done to you, all things will be well.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far you’ve run away, and denied Him, &lt;br /&gt;You’ll know He has never stopped loving YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Before you were even born, He already knew you.&lt;br /&gt;He loved you then, and most certainly still does.&lt;br /&gt;Come to Him, and drink…&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never be thirsty again.&lt;br /&gt;Trust…&lt;br /&gt;All will be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 3:16 is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“For God so loved the world that He gave His&lt;br /&gt;only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him&lt;br /&gt;should not perish but have everlasting life.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116344902063536171?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116344902063536171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116344902063536171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116344902063536171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116344902063536171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-you-only-knew-one-thing.html' title='If you only knew one thing...'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116317601061104966</id><published>2006-11-10T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:26:50.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving</title><content type='html'>Job 22:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Acquaint now thyself with him, and be at peace: thereby good shall come unto thee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum…read the story below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Starfish&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.&lt;br /&gt;One day he was walking along the shore. As he looked down the beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself to think of someone who would dance to the day. So he began to walk faster to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man and the young man wasn’t dancing, but instead he was reaching down to the shore, picking up something arid very gently throwing it into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;As he got closer he called out, "Good morning! What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;The young man paused, looked up and replied, "Throwing starfish in the ocean."&lt;br /&gt;"I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing starfish in the ocean?"&lt;br /&gt;"The sun is up and the tide is going out and if I don’t throw them in they’ll die."&lt;br /&gt;"But, young man, don’t you realize that there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along it. You can’t possibly make a difference!"&lt;br /&gt;The young man listened politely. Then bent clown, picked up another starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves and said - "It made a difference for that one."&lt;br /&gt;There is something very special in each and every one of us. We have all been gifted with the ability to make a difference. And if we can become aware of that gift, we gain through the strength of our visions the power to shape the future.&lt;br /&gt;We must each find our starfish.&lt;br /&gt;And if we throw our stars wisely and well, the world will be blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;First things first, I'm not the author of the story...yet I feel so compeled to pass it on. &lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of us is infinitely blessed. &lt;br /&gt;Let’s share our goodness and grow closer to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE A DIFFERENCE TODAY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big hug for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116317601061104966?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116317601061104966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116317601061104966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116317601061104966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116317601061104966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/giving.html' title='Giving'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116293563195347094</id><published>2006-11-07T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:49:12.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>Proverbs 4:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 Above all else, guard your heart, &lt;br /&gt;       for it is the wellspring of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:19-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This then is how we know that we belong to the truth, and how we set our hearts at rest in his presence (20) whenever our hearts condemn us. For God is greater than our hearts, and he knows everything. (21) Dear friends, if our hearts do not condemn us, we have confidence before God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 8:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But the seed on good soil stands for those with a noble and good heart, who hear the word, retain it, and by persevering produce a crop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard your heart, my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116293563195347094?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116293563195347094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116293563195347094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116293563195347094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116293563195347094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/heart.html' title='Heart'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116284983862771897</id><published>2006-11-06T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:57:46.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Psalm 34&lt;br /&gt; 1 [a] I will extol the LORD at all times; &lt;br /&gt;       his praise will always be on my lips. &lt;br /&gt; 2 My soul will boast in the LORD; &lt;br /&gt;       let the afflicted hear and rejoice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3 Glorify the LORD with me; &lt;br /&gt;       let us exalt his name together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 I sought the LORD, and he answered me; &lt;br /&gt;       he delivered me from all my fears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 Those who look to him are radiant; &lt;br /&gt;       their faces are never covered with shame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 This poor man called, and the LORD heard him; &lt;br /&gt;       he saved him out of all his troubles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7 The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, &lt;br /&gt;       and he delivers them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 Taste and see that the LORD is good; &lt;br /&gt;       blessed is the man who takes refuge in him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 9 Fear the LORD, you his saints, &lt;br /&gt;       for those who fear him lack nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 10 The lions may grow weak and hungry, &lt;br /&gt;       but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 11 Come, my children, listen to me; &lt;br /&gt;       I will teach you the fear of the LORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 12 Whoever of you loves life &lt;br /&gt;       and desires to see many good days, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 13 keep your tongue from evil &lt;br /&gt;       and your lips from speaking lies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 14 Turn from evil and do good; &lt;br /&gt;       seek peace and pursue it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 15 The eyes of the LORD are on the righteous &lt;br /&gt;       and his ears are attentive to their cry; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16 the face of the LORD is against those who do evil, &lt;br /&gt;       to cut off the memory of them from the earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 17 The righteous cry out, and the LORD hears them; &lt;br /&gt;       he delivers them from all their troubles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 18 The LORD is close to the brokenhearted &lt;br /&gt;       and saves those who are crushed in spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 19 A righteous man may have many troubles, &lt;br /&gt;       but the LORD delivers him from them all; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 20 he protects all his bones, &lt;br /&gt;       not one of them will be broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 21 Evil will slay the wicked; &lt;br /&gt;       the foes of the righteous will be condemned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 22 The LORD redeems his servants; &lt;br /&gt;       no one will be condemned who takes refuge in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my birthday...and the only thing I asked God&lt;br /&gt;Was that there would be sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;November days can be pretty grey...&lt;br /&gt;But I asked for sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning while in my car driving to work&lt;br /&gt;I prayed.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, next thing I knew, the sun was shining right in my face!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...He's faithful!!!&lt;br /&gt;Next time you doubt, remember this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile...He LOVES you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your sis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116284983862771897?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116284983862771897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116284983862771897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116284983862771897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116284983862771897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116257588177487794</id><published>2006-11-03T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T12:47:38.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength</title><content type='html'>Psalm 91:14-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 “Those who love me, I will deliver;&lt;br /&gt;I will protect those who know my name.&lt;br /&gt;15 When they call to me, I will answer them;&lt;br /&gt;I will be with them in trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I will rescue them and honor them.&lt;br /&gt;16 with long life I will satisfy them,&lt;br /&gt;And show them my salvation.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 41:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow…what a promise...I’d like to ask you, my friend, who in this world makes you a promise like this? Who in this world can you trust above all doubt? Who in this world died for you?&lt;br /&gt;During a Bible study this week, I was told by our teacher that Jesus is found in every page of the Bible; that if one doesn’t find Him during each reading, one should try again...&lt;br /&gt;I think the same truth applies to life...Jesus is present every single day of our lives. &lt;br /&gt;The only difference is that when we let one day go by without Him, we can’t turn back the page.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my life would have been had I always known this.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...Thank God there’s always the future:”in a linear conception of time, the future is the portion of the timeline that is still to occur”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about why God would make us live in a linear structure of time, I wonder if this is another one of His gifts. Think about it, if we lived in a timeless existence, how could the finite (us) relate to the infinite (God)? &lt;br /&gt;Well...I guess this falls off the track a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our limited comprehension of Him who gave us life, we can always find comfort in His unchanging Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 91 has given me strength and comfort beyond words; it has been many times my survival kit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that TODAY you will find yourself renewed by Him.  His survival kit is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116257588177487794?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116257588177487794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116257588177487794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116257588177487794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116257588177487794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/strength.html' title='Strength'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116240422807402355</id><published>2006-11-01T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:03:48.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>Genesis 2&lt;br /&gt;20And Adam gave names to all cattle, and to the fowl of the air, and to every beast of the field; but for Adam there was not found an help meet for him. &lt;br /&gt; 21And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof; &lt;br /&gt; 22And the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man. &lt;br /&gt; 23And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man. &lt;br /&gt; 24Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know I study Communications. As part of the curriculum, I’m studying Sociology. Once again I trip with the old stone of gender inequality in society, so let’s talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Statistically speaking, worldwide, women produce 60% of the work, yet they only control 10% of the resources. Is there anything else that needs to be said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not write about discrimination in the “world” because, honestly, it would be foolish to open the eyes of the blind and expect them to see. But Jesus’ people are a different story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It’s very sad for me, as a Christian woman, to see that even in the church of Christ we find so much discrimination based on gender roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think God intended men to use and abuse women. I don’t think that’s what He meant when He talked about wives submitting to their husbands. Submission and oppression are two very different things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why is it that people lie to themselves and call oppression “submission”? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shed some light on gender roles, I’ve found the following website that I believe will help us better understand this matter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.colorq.org/Bible/default.aspx?d=Tanakh&amp;x=women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I believe we need to read our Bible with the Holy Spirit’s guidance always. Not with what society has taught us, not with what is convenient for us, but with God’s love in our hearts and minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have a blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116240422807402355?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116240422807402355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116240422807402355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116240422807402355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116240422807402355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116240389509576934</id><published>2006-11-01T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T12:58:15.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Church and Pastors</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Church:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.flamingoroad.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My pastors:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.troygramling.com&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;www.Keylife.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.thepottershouse.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.joycemeyer.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.intouch.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.tonyevans.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.spirithome.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116240389509576934?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116240389509576934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116240389509576934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116240389509576934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116240389509576934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/11/church-and-pastors.html' title='Church and Pastors'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116223681173599166</id><published>2006-10-30T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T14:35:10.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage</title><content type='html'>Deuteronomy 31:7&lt;br /&gt; 7 Then Moses summoned Joshua and said to him in the presence of all Israel, "Be strong and courageous, for you must go with this people into the land that the LORD swore to their forefathers to give them, and you must divide it among them as their inheritance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the stormy winds of life threaten to shake our faith; as we stand in the midst of our trials without clear direction, God rises up the Joshua in us and commands us to move. In His infinite love, He rescues us from the pit of our situation and lifting our soul inspires us to keep walking. It’s a promise. A promise that was made long ago...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we don’t know why we’re going through certain things…we just know we are walking in the right direction…in God’s direction. We can’t see right or left, past or future, but at least we SEE now. The darkness has been lifted and we’re free to move. We might not know exactly were we’re going, but we know who’s with us. We know it because of the peace inside. There’s nothing like it. Though the journey home may last a lifetime...He’s with us, and that’s all we need to know.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took my baby niece to the park. There, most of the kids were way bigger than her. They were running and screaming, sharing the same space and toys. She didn’t even notice danger...all she knew was that I was there...and that was all she needed to know. I didn’t left her one millisecond. She knew she could TRUST me to take good care of her because she knows how much I love her. I spent the afternoon protecting her; she had a blast. I firmly believe that’s what Jesus meant when He talked about having the FAITH of a child. It is an absolute, nothing wavering, all believing faith.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you situation is, my brother or sister, I pray that you’ll know He’s here. That’s all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116223681173599166?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116223681173599166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116223681173599166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116223681173599166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116223681173599166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/courage.html' title='Courage'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116196219236281625</id><published>2006-10-27T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:01:05.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrender</title><content type='html'>``I am the Alpha and the Omega'' [the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End], says the Lord God, ``Who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.'' &lt;br /&gt;— Revelation 1:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s something noble in lifting up a white flag and surrendering. Contrary to what the world will like you to believe, we’re not omnipotent, we’re not omniscient, we’re not omnipresent…our God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did Art in kindergarten, &lt;br /&gt;If you planted a flower and saw it grow, &lt;br /&gt;If you used paint and a blank surface to express yourself, &lt;br /&gt;If you wrote a poem, &lt;br /&gt;If you cried when you saw your child learn something new&lt;br /&gt;…you felt like God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a vision, a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Something inside you, a fire, makes you gather what you need to materialize it.&lt;br /&gt;You apply your hands, your heart, and your mind.&lt;br /&gt;It consumes your self; it becomes something you must do.&lt;br /&gt;You bring it to life.&lt;br /&gt;After you finish,&lt;br /&gt;You look at it with compassionate eyes, with creator’s eyes. &lt;br /&gt;You see that somehow it became an independent being.&lt;br /&gt;If you were separated from it...&lt;br /&gt;Even if it separated from you...&lt;br /&gt;You’d still love it.&lt;br /&gt;You’d notice how it had taken a piece of you. &lt;br /&gt;To make it part of itself.&lt;br /&gt;Your joy is infinite.&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;There is no separation where love is the binder.&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116196219236281625?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116196219236281625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116196219236281625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116196219236281625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116196219236281625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/surrender.html' title='Surrender'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116186982596848480</id><published>2006-10-26T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:00:54.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>Jesus said to him, "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me." -- John 14:6 (NKJV) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never grow tired of repeating the truth. I think people tend to forget things when not repeated enough. When I say I’m in love with Jesus because he’s “the way, the truth, and the life”, I always apply those powerful words to our earthly reality. I think each generation can only truly understand and love God when He's recognized in everyday life. God is in the hand that feeds the homeless man that is hiding in a downtown corner; God is in the soul that generously lets others get in front at rush hour; God is in the smile of the cancer patient that is telling his family “everything will be alright”. God is where Hope, Love, Truth, and life are. Ever since my conversion, I’ve noticed how different the world is from the perspective of Jesus; I’ve stopped being focused on the what’s-in-it-for-me mentality; I’ve noticed how random acts of love are inspiring; I’ve realized the infinite power in self sacrifice; the beauty in humility; and the literality of the expression “His Word washes your soul”. I remember a time when I didn’t understand what it meant…until I felt it.&lt;br /&gt;We live in a desperate, bleeding world…we all know that…nothing special about another human being screaming, another rape in Africa, and another mother loosing her son. We’re so accustomed to pain we don’t even care anymore. There’s no greater lie in this time and age than the saying “there’s nothing I can do to change the world”. There’s so much we can do…as Christians, as God’s chosen people.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus, we find the strength.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was reading some of Padre Pio’s writing; I find it soothing and profound. As I flipped through the pages of the little booklet, my eyes saw the following sentence:&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus loved you while you were running away, how much more now that you love him back."&lt;br /&gt;My dear Friend, tears came to my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I know that if you belong to him, this sentence has moved you too…because He loves us so much…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Perhaps TODAY you’ll show this LOVE to someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116186982596848480?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116186982596848480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116186982596848480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116186982596848480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116186982596848480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116136600066439864</id><published>2006-10-20T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:40:00.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope." (Jeremiah 29:11) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world were people tell you they've lost hope,&lt;br /&gt;In a world were sometimes we worry that other people wish us evil,&lt;br /&gt;In a world were things seem out of control,&lt;br /&gt;In a world were the future looks turbulent and scary,&lt;br /&gt;In a world were nuclear bombs are tested and children die hungry&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;We have a Voice, a Friend, a Father&lt;br /&gt;Who grabs our hand and gently holds it by His heart&lt;br /&gt;Who breathes life unto us and gives us peace&lt;br /&gt;One who will never leave us&lt;br /&gt;One who is faithful and caring&lt;br /&gt;One who's name is lifted higher than the stars and the universe...&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Him,&lt;br /&gt;and your eyes will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May His presence be in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend that loves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116136600066439864?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116136600066439864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116136600066439864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116136600066439864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116136600066439864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116126975730191560</id><published>2006-10-19T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T09:55:57.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goliath</title><content type='html'>Isaiah 54:14-17&lt;br /&gt;14 In righteousness you will be established: &lt;br /&gt;       Tyranny will be far from you; &lt;br /&gt;       you will have nothing to fear. &lt;br /&gt;       Terror will be far removed; &lt;br /&gt;       it will not come near you. &lt;br /&gt; 15 If anyone does attack you, it will not be my doing; &lt;br /&gt;       whoever attacks you will surrender to you. &lt;br /&gt; 16 "See, it is I who created the blacksmith &lt;br /&gt;       who fans the coals into flame &lt;br /&gt;       and forges a weapon fit for its work. &lt;br /&gt;       And it is I who have created the destroyer to work havoc; &lt;br /&gt; 17 no weapon forged against you will prevail, &lt;br /&gt;       and you will refute every tongue that accuses you. &lt;br /&gt;       This is the heritage of the servants of the LORD, &lt;br /&gt;       and this is their vindication from me," &lt;br /&gt;       declares the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Goliath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we do when we’re fighting Goliath? &lt;br /&gt;Do we back down and go hide in a corner or do we throw the stone?&lt;br /&gt;What do we do when someone we love is being caught in the hell of cocaine? &lt;br /&gt;Are we allowed to be judgmental and just abandon that person in the dark? &lt;br /&gt;Are we allowed to let drug dealers get away with their wickedness and destroy the lives of those we’ve seen grow before our eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I believe not. &lt;br /&gt;Jesus said not to be afraid of those that can kill the flesh, but of those that can destroy our soul. &lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, He was a compassionate man. He helped those that came to him in need. &lt;br /&gt;Something in his heart moved him to do it: it’s called unconditional love!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone that has recently come to you asking for help?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone in your life that lives in the world of drugs?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Would you be a light to this person and extend your helping hand?&lt;br /&gt;Should you be a coward and let them rot and be destroyed by the enemy?&lt;br /&gt;No, please do something for them. Be the &lt;strong&gt;Good Samaritan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;“What if?” you may ask, “that’s what they have chosen for themselves…?”&lt;br /&gt;“What if?” I ask you, their so called 'choice' was really a deep need for love, YOUR love? Christ’s love?”&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, there’s a point in life when we simply cannot allow ourselves to do nothing…&lt;br /&gt;A point where we’re called to fight for a cause greater than ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;There’s a reason why God gave us Isaiah 54.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May HIS Love and HIS grace be with you today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116126975730191560?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116126975730191560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116126975730191560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116126975730191560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116126975730191560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/goliath.html' title='Goliath'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116110619408115555</id><published>2006-10-17T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:29:54.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom</title><content type='html'>"Man may make plans in his heart, but what the tongue utters is from the LORD.All the ways of a man may be pure in his own eyes, but it is the LORD who proves the spirit.Entrust your works to the LORD, and your plans will succeed."&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:1-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest friends, &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as I read God's Word on Proverbs, I was puzzled by "Entrust your works to the Lord". Yes, I know we've all heard it before, but as I read it for the hundredth time, somehow it had a new meaning. Have you ever looked at an old thing with new eyes? Doesn't it look strange and fascinating? Crawling in life WITH God is pretty much a re-discovery of everything around us. People's faces change, colors change, one develops an extra sensible appreciation for things that used to go unnoticed. I'm in love with God, and with God's people; with His creation and with the changes He's making in all of us...&lt;br /&gt;Today the Holy Spirit will bring you to something beautiful you used to overlook before...enjoy it!!! Smile!!! Give thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your day be filled with His Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116110619408115555?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116110619408115555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116110619408115555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116110619408115555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116110619408115555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116075084538933471</id><published>2006-10-13T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T15:49:17.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentleness</title><content type='html'>God is so gentle..."what can be done to heal each other?", said Kem in his Album II.&lt;br /&gt;Just as I wrote you five minutes ago, I'm hurting. There's a Christian sister that works with me, and she said "Janet, you've got to listen to song 9 in this new CD I bought. She has no idea what's been going on with me this morning...but our God does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend: It's a healing song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Father, I thank you so much for this Love you pour on us.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving us always that breath of life&lt;br /&gt;When all life seems to be...is pain&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being present&lt;br /&gt;Every second every hour&lt;br /&gt;For being merciful&lt;br /&gt;And understanding our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Only you, Jesus, know the pain that is inside&lt;br /&gt;Only you, Jesus, know how to grab that pain and turn it&lt;br /&gt;Into love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116075084538933471?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116075084538933471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116075084538933471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116075084538933471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116075084538933471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/gentleness.html' title='Gentleness'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116074963135176779</id><published>2006-10-13T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T11:10:30.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY: Baptism day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2479/3992/1600/Picture%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2479/3992/320/Picture%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2479/3992/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2479/3992/320/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116074963135176779?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116074963135176779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116074963135176779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116074963135176779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116074963135176779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/joy-baptism-day.html' title='JOY: Baptism day'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116074929253518126</id><published>2006-10-13T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:44:39.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When we hurt</title><content type='html'>Galatians 5:13-23 &lt;br /&gt; "13For you were called to freedom, brethren; only do not turn your freedom into an opportunity for the flesh, but through love serve one another. &lt;br /&gt; 14For the whole Law is fulfilled in one word, in the statement, "YOU SHALL LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR AS YOURSELF." &lt;br /&gt; 15But if you bite and devour one another, take care that you are not consumed by one another. &lt;br /&gt; 16But I say, walk by the Spirit, and you will not carry out the desire of the flesh. &lt;br /&gt; 17For the flesh sets its desire against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; for these are in opposition to one another, so that you may not do the things that you please. &lt;br /&gt; 18But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not under the Law. &lt;br /&gt; 19Now the deeds of the flesh are evident, which are: immorality, impurity, sensuality, &lt;br /&gt; 20idolatry, sorcery, enmities, strife, jealousy, outbursts of anger, disputes, dissensions, factions, &lt;br /&gt; 21envying, drunkenness, carousing, and things like these, of which I forewarn you, just as I have forewarned you, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God. &lt;br /&gt; 22But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, &lt;br /&gt; 23gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was badly hurt this week. I had to tell someone some things about my life and she used it against me all the way. She wrote some unfaithful words about my life that simply crushed my feelings. I cried painfully to God, and told him how tired I was of being so naive when dealing with people. God told me to just cry out all my tears, and then He gently suggested I stop. There's a point in our hurt where we need to let go, or else we fall into our sinful nature's trap. If we don't let go our hurt we end up in bitterness, frustration and hate... I had responded to the lady with my thoughts about what she did; I said she needed to be merciful when writing about a human being. This morning when I checked my e-mails I realized my response never went through. Somehow God stopped it so that I woulnd't repay evil with evil. My dear friend, is so hard for us to let go of our pain, but if we're to walk in God's Love, we have to. As I spend today's hours begging him for healing, I pray for her soul, and for all the hearts that, like mine, have been crushed this week by someone's actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you and bring healing to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Walking in His light...with Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116074929253518126?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116074929253518126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116074929253518126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116074929253518126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116074929253518126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-we-hurt.html' title='When we hurt'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116056912852427337</id><published>2006-10-11T07:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:17:52.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Word on Fear</title><content type='html'>"Don't be afraid. Just Believe."&lt;br /&gt;Mark 5:36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words Jesus spoke are so present in my everyday life. I breathe them, digest them, make them a part of every cell of my body...and so should you. Amazingly enough, I need to read and repeat them everyday. We live in a world that seems to be centered in fear. We are taught, from a very early age, to be afraid of animals, people, sometimes even of those that are supposed to be our protection. All we need to do is turn on the news, or just pass by a television set by accident, and someone will make sure that danger is around and threatening us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I find Jesus's message so liberating and wonderful. He tells us to take the leap unto the unknown by trusting Him. He tells us not to be afraid while everyone else is telling us to hide and go with the flow. He tell us to trust Him, while everyone else is telling us to trust the unworthy, or to trust nothing. My goal is to remind Christians that our Lord told us to be bold, and corageous. So let's go out there, and make disciples. Let's go to our Bible and find what tools God has given us to conquer fear so that it doens't paralize our ministry, even our own lives. In order to live up to what God made us, we have this one obstacle to overcome. In Christ, we can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 1:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116056912852427337?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116056912852427337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116056912852427337' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116056912852427337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116056912852427337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/gods-word-on-fear.html' title='God&apos;s Word on Fear'/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35816163.post-116051281398517128</id><published>2006-10-10T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:40:13.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a Christian girl who wants to share the Good News of Jesus with those who are willing to listen. Welcome! Expect to be joyfully swept away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35816163-116051281398517128?l=janetdiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116051281398517128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35816163&amp;postID=116051281398517128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116051281398517128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35816163/posts/default/116051281398517128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janetdiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-christian-girl-who-wants-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Janet Diaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05782449218973248194</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
