<?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-30908384</id><updated>2011-08-22T21:05:38.687+08:00</updated><category term='Retreat'/><category term='Letters to God'/><title type='text'>Through the Wilderness</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt;For my children: a collection of my writings on my relationship with God and my journey through the wilderness of life.
&lt;p&gt; That you may know that GOD is real and that HE walks with you even as HE has walked with me.
&lt;p&gt;Through Him, With Him, In Him, &lt;br&gt;I journey on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-2969718529434628409</id><published>2010-11-25T14:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:33:33.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my journey</title><content type='html'>At times the way is rough&lt;br /&gt;And the darkness overwhelms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be some reason&lt;br /&gt;for the crosses and the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is leading me&lt;br /&gt;I know not where ...&lt;br /&gt;... I continue to journey on.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found this lovely hymn ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom,&lt;br /&gt;Lead thou me on;&lt;br /&gt;The night is dark, and I am far from home;&lt;br /&gt;Lead thou me on;&lt;br /&gt;Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see&lt;br /&gt;The distant scene: one step enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou&lt;br /&gt;Shouldst lead me on;&lt;br /&gt;I loved to choose, and see my path; but now&lt;br /&gt;Lead thou me on.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,&lt;br /&gt;Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still&lt;br /&gt;Will lead me on,&lt;br /&gt;O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till&lt;br /&gt;The night is gone,&lt;br /&gt;And with the morn those angel faces smile,&lt;br /&gt;Which I have loved long since, and lost a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CX8dt4mwUzI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-2969718529434628409?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2969718529434628409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=2969718529434628409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2969718529434628409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2969718529434628409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-journey.html' title='my journey'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-1418320631146792431</id><published>2010-10-15T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:27:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-1418320631146792431?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1418320631146792431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=1418320631146792431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/1418320631146792431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/1418320631146792431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2010/10/test.html' title=''/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-5159763958555377156</id><published>2008-08-18T09:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:55:24.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to God'/><title type='text'>a silent God</title><content type='html'>"Would that I had stronger Faith&lt;br /&gt;Would that I remain ever close to You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Padre spoke of you today&lt;br /&gt;and how sometimes you are ...&lt;br /&gt;a Silent God.&lt;br /&gt;He spoke of our sufferings&lt;br /&gt;and of us being chosen&lt;br /&gt;to suffer with Christ&lt;br /&gt;and that through your silence&lt;br /&gt;you let us find ourselves in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what my response will be&lt;br /&gt;should Suffering come my way&lt;br /&gt;and so, I pray ...&lt;br /&gt;"that I have stronger Faith&lt;br /&gt;and that I remain ever close to You."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-5159763958555377156?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5159763958555377156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=5159763958555377156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/5159763958555377156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/5159763958555377156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2008/08/silent-god.html' title='a silent God'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-5851790543067238531</id><published>2008-03-30T16:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:15:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while, Lord</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last posted here. Guess you are aware of what's been plaguing me for a good half a year and more now. Yes, my legs! That's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knees are trashed (and they have gotten worse since I fell and landed on both knees) ; I have a spur on my right heel (from July 2007) and it is causing me pain whenever I walk (despite having had 3 injections); my left ankle and foot is bruised and swollen (after I missed a step and tripped yesterday). I feel like a cripple and I do get depressed at times , especially when I cannot do the things that I used to be able to do.  A simple chore like bathing the doggies is now a HUGE challenge. I can no longer kneel to pray and this is something I miss a lot. I tried doing that using a cushion but found that my knees would become swollen after that - so these days I no longer kneel. sigh! sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get quite depressed. At other times, I look at the cross and tell myself that my suffering is nothing compared to our Lord's. I must admit that to do the latter is not easy. I pray for grace to grow old gracefully; to never lose faith especially when I encounter pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be near me, Lord,  and hold me close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me feel your arms surround me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and in the warmth of your presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;help me to 'let things be'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-5851790543067238531?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5851790543067238531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=5851790543067238531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/5851790543067238531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/5851790543067238531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-while-lord.html' title='It&apos;s been a while, Lord'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-4454540619269142511</id><published>2007-09-21T11:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T11:19:03.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a comforting thought</title><content type='html'>'God is only a whisper away'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-4454540619269142511?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4454540619269142511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=4454540619269142511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/4454540619269142511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/4454540619269142511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/09/comforting-thought.html' title='a comforting thought'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-3043105523035020329</id><published>2007-08-26T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:48:29.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st Sunday  Ordinary Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span dir="ltr" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Book of Isaiah  66,18-21.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to gather nations of every language; they shall come and see my glory.   I will set a sign among them; from them I will send fugitives to the nations:  to Tarshish, Put and Lud, Mosoch, Tubal and Javan, to the distant coastlands  that have never heard of my fame, or seen my glory; and they shall proclaim my  glory among the nations.   They shall bring all your brethren from all the nations as an offering to the  LORD, on horses and in chariots, in carts, upon mules and dromedaries, to  Jerusalem, my holy mountain, says the LORD, just as the Israelites bring their  offering to the house of the LORD in clean vessels.   Some of these I will take as priests and Levites, says the LORD.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-3043105523035020329?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3043105523035020329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=3043105523035020329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/3043105523035020329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/3043105523035020329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/08/20th-sunday-of-ordinary-times.html' title='21st Sunday  Ordinary Times'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-6075511018478017278</id><published>2007-05-06T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:09:05.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a closer walk with you, Lord</title><content type='html'>The EIP Project to the Children's Home yesterday went very well.  Thank you, Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-6075511018478017278?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6075511018478017278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=6075511018478017278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/6075511018478017278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/6075511018478017278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/eip-project-to-childrens-home-yesterday.html' title='a closer walk with you, Lord'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-2764155419611466630</id><published>2007-05-04T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:34:34.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord replies : Do not let your hearts be troubled</title><content type='html'>I posted a letter to God in my earlier entry a few hours ago. A minute ago, I received a reply from the Lord - in  the Gospel reading for today. Talk about perfect timing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do not let your hearts be troubled. You have faith in God; have faith also in  me.  In my Father's house there are many dwelling places. If there were not, would  I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?   And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back again and take you  to myself, so that where I am you also may be.  Where (I) am going you know the way."    Thomas said to him, "Master, we do not know where you are going; how can  we know the way?"   Jesus said to him, "I am the way and the truth  and the life. No one  comes to the Father except through me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;                             (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal; font-size: small;"&gt;John 14,1-6.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-2764155419611466630?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2764155419611466630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=2764155419611466630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2764155419611466630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2764155419611466630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/lord-replies-do-not-let-your-hearts-be.html' title='The Lord replies : Do not let your hearts be troubled'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-6991016482185724912</id><published>2007-05-04T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:37:29.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to God'/><title type='text'>Letters to God: Sometimes I forget</title><content type='html'>Abba, Father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of late there have been so many things on my mind. You know what they are. These thoughts, these misgivings I have about some people and also of myself - they bother and unsettle my mind causing a disquiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another issue I have with myself is that we are fast approaching the climax of my 2-year walk with my 'kids'. Their confirmation is early next month. We will take them thru the EIP and the Camp before that. Sometimes I get so caught up in my efforts to make sure that everything is in place, I forget it is not about me or my success BUT that it is all about you; that all we do, we do in your name and to glorify you. Sometimes, I forget this. Please help me to keep my focus and be with us as the kids and I make this final part of of the journey together. I am worried. I pray for humilty in my dealings with others in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-6991016482185724912?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6991016482185724912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=6991016482185724912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/6991016482185724912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/6991016482185724912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/05/letters-to-god-sometimes-i-forget.html' title='Letters to God: Sometimes I forget'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-6688553360026017279</id><published>2007-04-21T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:08:48.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retreat'/><title type='text'>Faith, Hope and Charity</title><content type='html'>It has been an odd week for me. Work has been good. Yet there have been stuff at work/people that we have to say 'No' to. It is difficult sometimes to say 'No' . I have been remiss in my prayer life etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment ago, I decided to get back to my &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.findinggod.org/m_frmwork.asp?id=99354"&gt;3-minute Retreat&lt;/a&gt;. As I went thru the Retreat - and prayer - I heard the Lord say, "I have missed you." and I told Him, "I have missed you too." If you have the time, perhaps you might want to visit the website &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.findinggod.org/m_frmwork.asp?id=99354"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I hope it touches you as it did me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.findinggod.org/m_frmwork.asp?id=99354" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God bless all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-6688553360026017279?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/6688553360026017279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=6688553360026017279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/6688553360026017279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/6688553360026017279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/faith-hope-and-charity.html' title='Faith, Hope and Charity'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-7810916269298999202</id><published>2007-04-08T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:37:55.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is risen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhkfAfPWPbI/AAAAAAAAACs/KYZk2Vs8wOQ/s1600-h/cretecross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhkfAfPWPbI/AAAAAAAAACs/KYZk2Vs8wOQ/s320/cretecross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051102550319054258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; He is risen! Alleluia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-7810916269298999202?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7810916269298999202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=7810916269298999202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/7810916269298999202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/7810916269298999202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/he-is-risen.html' title='He is risen!'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhkfAfPWPbI/AAAAAAAAACs/KYZk2Vs8wOQ/s72-c/cretecross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-1452142712618683821</id><published>2007-04-06T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:37:55.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rhkf4vPWPeI/AAAAAAAAADE/ycnGD4aIV_Y/s1600-h/Cross+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rhkf4vPWPeI/AAAAAAAAADE/ycnGD4aIV_Y/s400/Cross+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051103516686695906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rhkfu_PWPdI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xMD2WE6rwIc/s1600-h/Cross+2.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhYbRPPWPWI/AAAAAAAAACE/0go75tehy9E/s1600-h/BSNTT013.gif"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Geneva;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"TETELESTAI."  (Jn 19:28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I am lifted up from the earth, I will draw everyone to myself”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jn 12,32)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhXom_PWPVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bRflodAFbFU/s1600-h/BSNTT012.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhXmpPPWPTI/AAAAAAAAABs/HS2XM4cRSA0/s1600-h/BSNTT030.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/RhXoKfPWPUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dWWS_pABDFw/s1600-h/BSNTT032.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-1452142712618683821?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1452142712618683821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=1452142712618683821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/1452142712618683821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/1452142712618683821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-good-friday.html' title='Today is Good Friday'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rhkf4vPWPeI/AAAAAAAAADE/ycnGD4aIV_Y/s72-c/Cross+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-1413110547654879206</id><published>2007-03-30T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:37:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will fear no evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken from Psalm 23 ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Yea, though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I walk through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the valley of the shadow of death...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rg0uoonHu_I/AAAAAAAAABE/kV2bSLdRRa4/s1600-h/image009.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rg0uoonHu_I/AAAAAAAAABE/kV2bSLdRRa4/s400/image009.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047742032983342066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rg0teInHu-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hoX3nV0J0CI/s1600-h/image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rg0teInHu-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hoX3nV0J0CI/s200/image010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047740753083087842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I will fear no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:14;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-1413110547654879206?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/1413110547654879206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=1413110547654879206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/1413110547654879206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/1413110547654879206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-will-fear-no-evil.html' title='I will fear no evil'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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/_MpSBq0NhHHs/Rg0uoonHu_I/AAAAAAAAABE/kV2bSLdRRa4/s72-c/image009.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-2346077370147837377</id><published>2007-03-17T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T08:13:02.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And God said</title><content type='html'>Last April, I posted the entry below in &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html"&gt;Wishes and Dreams.&lt;/a&gt; I read it again today, felt touched and am re-posting it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 132, 161);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sunday, April 09, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Passion Sunday - 'And God said'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Received 'And God said' in my email. Found it so meaningful especially for reflection for Lent. Decided to put it in my blog so I can share it with you as well as have it achived for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, I hurt."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "I know." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, I cry a lot."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "That's why I gave you tears." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, I am so depressed."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "That's why I gave you sunshine." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, life is so hard."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "That's why I gave you loved ones." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, my loved one died."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "So did mine." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, It is such a loss."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "I saw mine nailed to a cross." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God, where are they now?"&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "Mine is on my right and yours is in the light." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "God it hurts."&lt;br /&gt;And God said, "I know."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~ by K.C. and Myke Kuzmic~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Posted on the wall at the Oklahoma City bombing site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;img src="http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/318/pinktulipposted4zb.jpg" height="13" width="120" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/%C3%83%C2%A2%C3%A2%C2%82%C2%AC%C3%82%C2%9D%C3%83%C2%A2%C3%A2%C2%82%C2%AC%C3%82%C2%9D"&gt;spyder&lt;/a&gt; ::  4/09/2006 07:35:00 AM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-2346077370147837377?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2346077370147837377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=2346077370147837377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2346077370147837377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2346077370147837377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-god-said.html' title='And God said'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-4762107780118317427</id><published>2007-03-16T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T09:38:56.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the web of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt;"I exist in a web of relationships - links to nature, people, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt; I trace out these links, giving thanks for the life that flows through them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt;Some links are twisted or broken: I may feel regret, anger, disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt;I pray for the gift of acceptance and forgiveness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt;(from &lt;a href="http://www.sacredspace.ie/"&gt;Sacred Space&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/30908384-4762107780118317427?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4762107780118317427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=4762107780118317427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/4762107780118317427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/4762107780118317427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/03/web-of-life.html' title='the web of life'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-5243123419388239522</id><published>2007-03-10T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T09:27:38.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being conscious of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sacredspace.ie/"&gt;Sacred Space&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favourite places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's reflection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="normLet"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.sacredspace.ie/dailyprayer.jsp?lang=en&amp;date=10&amp;amp;month=3&amp;year=2007&amp;amp;version=full"&gt;To be conscious&lt;/a&gt; about something is to be aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord help me to remember that You gave me life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to slow down, to be still and enjoy the pleasures created for me.&lt;br /&gt;To be aware of the beauty that surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;The marvel of mountains, the calmness of lakes, the fragility of a flower petal.&lt;br /&gt;I need to remember that all these things come from you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-5243123419388239522?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/5243123419388239522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=5243123419388239522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/5243123419388239522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/5243123419388239522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/03/being-conscious-of-god.html' title='Being conscious of God'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-8956933935298516176</id><published>2007-02-21T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:37:56.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dust to dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2007/02/ash-wednesday.html"&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;, marking the start of Lent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GySrsG-dQyY/Rdz2yJhVqLI/AAAAAAAAACM/Yr46kFGF67E/s1600-h/rendercmsfield.jsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GySrsG-dQyY/Rdz2yJhVqLI/AAAAAAAAACM/Yr46kFGF67E/s320/rendercmsfield.jsp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034169824903014578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;People&lt;/span&gt; and things are transient.&lt;br /&gt;My life too is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transient&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God's love is eternal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God is merciful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To find myself&lt;br /&gt;I must lose myself in Him,&lt;br /&gt;Be obedient to his will,&lt;br /&gt;Be willing to take up my cross&lt;br /&gt;and follow him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask God for pardon.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;I hear the Lord's  call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Come back to me with all your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't let fear keep us apart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Ash Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I continue my journey - home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Today is Ash &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Remember man that thou art dust and unto dust thou shalt return." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-8956933935298516176?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/8956933935298516176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=8956933935298516176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/8956933935298516176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/8956933935298516176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/02/dust-to-dust.html' title='dust to dust'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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/_GySrsG-dQyY/Rdz2yJhVqLI/AAAAAAAAACM/Yr46kFGF67E/s72-c/rendercmsfield.jsp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-7791141100302141148</id><published>2007-02-13T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:54:44.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gethsemane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wrote about my desert experience &lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-are-you-lord.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-in-desert.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-walk-in-desert-continues.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Talked about it to a very dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know the "euphoria"? It's very easy to fall for the feeling of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;being with the Lord than being with the Lord... being with the Lord &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;includes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gethsemane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; too. That's where it's toughest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for putting me back on track, my dearest friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I have to remind myself of the reality of my relationship with God - much like falling in love - the 'euphoria' is only momentary - perhaps sometimes even self-induced?; the plateaus - they stabilize the relationship; Gethsemane - that's the real part of loving coz that's when one actually carries the cross / the burden together with one's loved one. Ahhh but like you say - that's the toughest part. Still, if one stays faithful, as God is faithful (thru all the Gethsemanes) - then that love will shine thru for others to see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Indeed, I have to remind myself of the reality of my  relationship with God - much like falling in love - the &amp;#39;euphoria&amp;#39; is only momentary - perhaps sometimes even self-induced? ; the plateaus - they stabalize the relationship; Gethsemane - that&amp;#39;s the real part of loving coz that&amp;#39;s when one actually carries the cross / the burden together with one&amp;#39;s loved one. Ahhh but like you say - that&amp;#39;s the toughest \npart.Still, if one stays  fathful, as God is faithful (thru all the Gethsemanes) - then that love will shine thru for others to see? I rambling lah ... hope u can make some sense of my chaotic mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Re Lourdes - daughter and son-in-law (non Catholic) will be taking us . Actually son-in-law has planned it for us and he will be driving us from Holland all the way to France. We will stay in the Pyrenees for 4 days - about 30km from Lourdes  - and will drive into Lourdes. I actually wanted to go back Lourdes with Andrew - only two of us - in the quiet , to pray and find myself etc etc. But daughter and SIL decided to take us there. So - that&amp;#39;s what it&amp;#39;s gonna be. \n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have baggage I need to divest myself of - the past creeps up sometimes so insidiouly. It has been said that one has to let go - but that is easier said than done - dunno. I feel like a hypocrite - claiming I love God - yet I am unable to let go and let him take control. sigh! I am not money minded - so i guess no sin of clinging to material possessions there. But i guess, my sin is I cling too much to my &amp;#39;people possession&amp;#39; - those that I love so much and in return expect them to love me as much in return. When that is not forthcoming - I feel let down and hurt. Actually - this relationship - it has to do with my own family ( my mum, my sibling) nothing to do with hubby lor. Aiyahhhh ...again I ramble - nvm - have to deal with this - in time - will get over it ....can always hope mah :)\n",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-7791141100302141148?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/7791141100302141148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=7791141100302141148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/7791141100302141148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/7791141100302141148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/02/gethsemane.html' title='Gethsemane'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-2343709429047133754</id><published>2007-02-12T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:55:33.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will not thirst</title><content type='html'>Went to mass yesterday morning.Told God that about being in the &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-are-you-lord.html"&gt;desert&lt;/a&gt; and how far away &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-in-desert.html"&gt;I felt&lt;/a&gt; he was. When the mass ended, the words of the closing hymn hit me . It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shall be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-walk-in-desert-continues.html"&gt;in the desert &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you will not thirst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You shall wander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you will not be lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be not afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after mass and the very same evening I had some wonderful news! We are going to Lourdes again.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Holy Gospel of   Jesus Christ according to Saint Mark 8,11-13.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  The Pharisees came forward and began to argue with him, seeking from him a   sign from heaven to test him.  He sighed from the depth of his spirit and said, "Why does this   generation seek a sign? Amen, I say to you, no sign will be given to this   generation."   Then he left them, got into the boat again, and went off to the other shore.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Commentary for today&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Saint [Padre] Pio de Pietrelcina (1887-1968), Capuchin  OP; GF 174; Ep 4,418  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN" &gt;&lt;center  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Why does this age seek a sign?” - Believing even in   darkness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  The Holy Spirit tells us: Don’t let your mind succumb to temptation and   sorrow, for joy of the heart is life for the soul. Sorrow is no good for   anything and causes our spiritual death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens sometimes that the darkness of trial overwhelms your soul’s   heaven; but this darkness is light! Thanks to it, you believe even in   darkness; the mind feels lost, it fears no longer being able to see, no   longer understanding anything. But this is the moment when the Lord speaks   and makes himself present to the soul; and the soul listens, understands and   loves in the fear of God. So don’t wait for Tabor to “see” God when you are   already contemplating him on Sinai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress in the joy of a sincere heart that is wide open. And if it is   impossible for you to keep that happiness, at least don’t lose courage and   keep all your trust in God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-2343709429047133754?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2343709429047133754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=2343709429047133754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2343709429047133754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2343709429047133754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-will-not-thirst.html' title='You will not thirst'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-3572601139757510511</id><published>2007-01-26T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T09:50:29.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My walk in the desert continues.</title><content type='html'>There is a dryness yet there is hope. It is not that I have lost God or that God has abandoned me. It is just that I miss the feeling of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;euphoria&lt;/span&gt; (not quite the correct word, but it'll do for now) that I felt upon my return from my pilgrimage. I am consciously aware that one cannot have that 'burning bush' experience all the time. I am also consciously aware that such an experience should not be the ONE goal of one's faith journey; that such an experience is granted by God and not 'found' by man. Still, I long for these 'high points' in my journey even though I know that I will &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;traverse&lt;/span&gt; the high roads, the low roads, the flat plains and the deserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's readings gives me hope even as I  walk the desert of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trust in the LORD and do good that you may dwell in the land and live secure.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Find your delight in the LORD who will give you your heart's desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Commit your way to the LORD; trust that God will act &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And make your integrity shine like the dawn, your vindication like noonday.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Those whose steps are guided by the LORD; whose way God approves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  May stumble, but they will never fall, for the LORD holds their hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  The salvation of the just is from the LORD, their refuge in time of distress.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  The LORD helps and rescues them, rescues and saves them from the wicked,   because in God they take refuge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalms   37,3-4.5-6.23-24.39-40.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:small;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-3572601139757510511?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/3572601139757510511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=3572601139757510511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/3572601139757510511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/3572601139757510511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-walk-in-desert-continues.html' title='My walk in the desert continues.'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-9094527778622373884</id><published>2007-01-24T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T10:26:36.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord's Covenant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is the covenant I will establish with them&lt;br /&gt;            after those days, says the Lord:&lt;br /&gt;      “I will put my laws in their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;            and I will write them upon their minds,”&lt;br /&gt;he also says:&lt;br /&gt;Their sins and their evildoing&lt;br /&gt;            I will remember no more.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/nab/bible/hebrews/hebrews10.htm#v11"&gt;Heb 10:16-18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus, Savour of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This day make me whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-9094527778622373884?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/9094527778622373884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=9094527778622373884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/9094527778622373884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/9094527778622373884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/lords-covenant.html' title='The Lord&apos;s Covenant'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-2644698552018004989</id><published>2007-01-18T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T09:28:59.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still in the desert</title><content type='html'>the desert is vast&lt;br /&gt;just sand and more sand&lt;br /&gt;the way is unclear&lt;br /&gt;the going is slow&lt;br /&gt;i struggle on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-2644698552018004989?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/2644698552018004989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=2644698552018004989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2644698552018004989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/2644698552018004989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-in-desert.html' title='still in the desert'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-5950203781367290285</id><published>2007-01-18T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T11:54:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are you , Lord?</title><content type='html'>the desert can be cruel&lt;br /&gt;the wells are dry&lt;br /&gt;I thirst.&lt;br /&gt;the seeker, the searcher, the finder&lt;br /&gt;which am I?&lt;br /&gt;where are you?&lt;br /&gt;I am there yet not there&lt;br /&gt;I have found yet I still seek&lt;br /&gt;You are real yet I doubt&lt;br /&gt;why, Lord, why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-5950203781367290285?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-4812997572501097455</id><published>2006-12-30T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:02:12.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>switch to new blogger</title><content type='html'>testing the switch over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-4812997572501097455?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/4812997572501097455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=4812997572501097455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Mary, I will be obedient to His will,&lt;br /&gt;like Mary, I will be ever humble and true,&lt;br /&gt;like Mary, I will be patient and faithful,&lt;br /&gt;like Mary, I will always glorify my Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116684630578646736?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116684630578646736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116684630578646736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116684630578646736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116684630578646736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Mary'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116458839591830573</id><published>2006-11-27T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T09:36:16.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to God'/><title type='text'>Of idiots and such</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it  is so difficult to see you in the people that  I have to deal with. How can I when there are such obnoxious people around?&lt;br /&gt;... like the idiot who was rude to me beyond words&lt;br /&gt;... like the backstabbing fork-tongued &amp;amp;%$#@ who did an 'Et-tu Brutus' on me&lt;br /&gt;.... like the person who spoke so sweetly to me yet in the next second character slandered me to someone else&lt;br /&gt;... like the dishonest person who stole from me  ... and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no saint! I do not wish them well. I certainly do not wish hell on them - BUT I certainly do not wish them well. Actually, I could have throttled them - if only I could! Arggghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT then, you know about all the above, no? Nonetheless, I am lodging all my grouses and complaints with your Complaints Department :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I love you but you are a tough act to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love from,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116458839591830573?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116458839591830573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116458839591830573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116458839591830573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116458839591830573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/of-idiots-and-such.html' title='Of idiots and such'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116447133864046639</id><published>2006-11-26T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:35:00.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you not open your heart ...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 132, 161);font-size:85%;" &gt;Posted in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of Wishes and Dreams&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday, April 01, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/1600/Web4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/320/Web4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Will you not open your heart to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What rainbows teach, and &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-thankful.html"&gt;sunsets show&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;- Ralph Waldo Emerson -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                      (4/01/2006 06:15:00 pm)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116447133864046639?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116447133864046639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116447133864046639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116447133864046639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116447133864046639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/will-you-not-open-your-heart.html' title='will you not open your heart ...?'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116341419878815699</id><published>2006-11-13T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:23:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lord comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/NALAN370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/200/NALAN370.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the stillness of the morning,&lt;br /&gt;My Lord comes&lt;br /&gt;He comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My soul gives praise to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul gives praise to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel his presence,&lt;br /&gt;I hear his voice.&lt;br /&gt;My Lord speaks&lt;br /&gt;He speaks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My soul dances with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul dances with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope and comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;You lift me up and strengthen me.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; journey on for I know Lord,&lt;br /&gt;that you walk with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My soul rejoices in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul rejoices in the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©spyder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116341419878815699?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116341419878815699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116341419878815699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116341419878815699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116341419878815699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-lord-comes.html' title='My Lord comes'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116323266340692878</id><published>2006-11-11T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T23:18:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures from my pilgrimage (5): Lourdes</title><content type='html'>Hi Kids,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos Daddy took of the candlelight procession at &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/10/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-1.html"&gt;Lourdes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/11CSC_3805.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/11CSC_3805.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/13CSC_4003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/13CSC_4003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/14CSC_4038.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/14CSC_4038.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/27CSC_4032f.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/27CSC_4032f.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116323266340692878?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116323266340692878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116323266340692878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116323266340692878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116323266340692878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-5-lourdes_11.html' title='Treasures from my pilgrimage (5): Lourdes'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116322290469350545</id><published>2006-11-11T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:28:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/07/broken.html"&gt;He makes all things beautiful in His time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116322290469350545?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116322290469350545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116322290469350545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116322290469350545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116322290469350545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/broken.html' title='Broken?'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116287285813676313</id><published>2006-11-07T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:04:53.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures from my pilgrimage (4) : Falling in love again</title><content type='html'>My dearest children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to feel God's presence in my life. It is a feeling so gentle and soft - so lovely. I cannot describe it in words - I can only tell you that you WILL know when He graces you with this experience. I have fallen in love with my God - all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write today,  a verse for my Lord to share it with you. I pray for you, my children, that you have this same gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Lord, my Jesus, my Saviour,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my heart singing at the thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So close, you're so close, I can feel your touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such is the wondrous gift -  the gift of YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am but a grain of sand - tiny and insignificant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you make me feel so loved and so precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have given me wings and I can fly like the eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet, all I want now is to walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all very very much. God loves you much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116287285813676313?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116287285813676313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116287285813676313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116287285813676313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116287285813676313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-4-falling.html' title='Treasures from my pilgrimage (4) : Falling in love again'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116251599062640360</id><published>2006-11-03T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T09:16:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I long for all of you</title><content type='html'>My children,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning thinking of you. When I read the Gospel readings for the day, I could not but marvel at the aptness of these words from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippians&lt;/span&gt; - they are just what I want to say to you kids. So, here's what I want you to know and remember, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   For God is my witness, how I long for all of you with the affection of Christ Jesus.   And this is my prayer: that your love may increase ever more and more in knowledge and every kind of perception,   to discern what is of value, so that you may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ,   filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ for the glory and praise of God." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;             Philippians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1,8-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all very much,&lt;br /&gt;mommie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style=";font-family:arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr" style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116251599062640360?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116251599062640360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116251599062640360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116251599062640360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116251599062640360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-i-long-for-all-of-you.html' title='How I long for all of you'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116235583562227919</id><published>2006-11-01T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:42:58.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures from my pilgrimage (4): Touches (1)</title><content type='html'>Touches! Some time ago, I wrote about how we have the capacity to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-touches-bad-touches.html"&gt;touch lives&lt;/a&gt; , to &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/07/touch-of-tuesdays-with-morrie.html"&gt;uplift spirits&lt;/a&gt; and to bring joy. This was so true of the pilgrimage. The gentle and caring people in our group touched our hearts and made the pilgrimage even more meaningful for me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;One such person was Pat G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;From Pat,  I learnt to keep my focus on things in life. Pat, you are quiet yet strong; you are one gutsy lady with an incredible positive attitude to life. I admire your great faith too. Pat, you  helped to remind me to focus on of what's most important as I continue my earthy pilgrimage. You are an inspiration to me. These days, I am consciously letting go of things that used to ruffle me, that used to make me irritated and that used to make me snappy and crabby to people around me. Still, life can be very trying but I will try my darnest to be focussed on what truly matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Pat for sharing that part of yourself with me. Thanks  too for your concern over my hubby's health when he took ill. Thank you for calling us up after our return to enquire about his health.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116235583562227919?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116235583562227919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116235583562227919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116235583562227919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116235583562227919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-4-touches.html' title='Treasures from my pilgrimage (4): Touches (1)'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116234485535246601</id><published>2006-11-01T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T09:34:15.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solemnity of all Saints</title><content type='html'>Today we celebrate the&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://evangelizo.org/www/popup-saints.php?language=AM&amp;id=10053&amp;amp;fd=0"&gt; Solemnity  of all Saints&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Father, holy one,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; we praise your glory reflected in the saints.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; May we who share at this table&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; be filled with your love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; and prepared for the joy of your kingdom,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; where jesus is Lord for ever an ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;John Paul II, Angelus (1 November 2002)&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/30908384-116234485535246601?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116234485535246601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116234485535246601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116234485535246601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116234485535246601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/solemnity-of-all-saints.html' title='Solemnity of all Saints'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116217703398128580</id><published>2006-10-30T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:14:11.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures from my Pilgrimage (3): Letter to my children</title><content type='html'>My darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being more conscious of God's presence in my life is yet another treasure I have been given. So many things (a couple of 'big' events, but most times, they are small but meaningful ones) have been happening since your dad and I returned from our pilgrimage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I want to tell you about what happened over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a weekend of celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was a celebration of my aunt's (your grand-aunt's) life. We had a simple but meaningful 2-day wake that culminated in a simple goodbye at the gravesite on Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;Second, it was the celebration of the life of a friend's mother-in-law last night. I did not know Anne personally but I do know her DIL and her grandson. So, we attended the wake for her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On both these occasions, there was much joy (though the sadness of parting was present) - there was a lot of singing and praises offered to God; thanksgiving for the gift of these wonderful people. Indeed, for a Christian, death is not to be feared. It is a time for celebration because we are called back to be with our Father in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the wake last night, we were reminded that the 'wake' is not so much meant for the person who has died but rather for the persons who have been left behind; that it is to remind us to be awake to God's calling; to live in the present; to love now and not wait till it is too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kiddos, let us love one another NOW and let us build our legacy of memories - for that is what will keep us together always - though time and space may separate us. And when mama leaves this world - do not be sad. Let it be a day of celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all so very very much. God loves you much much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116217703398128580?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116217703398128580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116217703398128580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116217703398128580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116217703398128580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/10/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-3-letter.html' title='Treasures from my Pilgrimage (3): Letter to my children'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116217404279751404</id><published>2006-10-30T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T10:14:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Blogger</title><content type='html'>Looks like Blogger has fixed the publishing error 001 that we have been experiencing these past few days. Thanks, Blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116217404279751404?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116217404279751404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116217404279751404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116217404279751404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116217404279751404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-you-blogger.html' title='Thank you Blogger'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116213151778007388</id><published>2006-10-29T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T10:03:18.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures from my pilgrimage (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am unable to publish my posts. I am getting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  001 java.net.ConnectException: Connection&lt;br /&gt;refused&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok - am gonna try to Republish Index Only - see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worked once and then no more :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few things bother me and make me feel like a real hypocrite when I speak of my faith. Of these, the following stand out:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. I am very scared of dying. By this I mean the way/process I have to undergo before I die. I should not be afraid but I am. I am so afraid of pain.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. I look at some of the saints and I wonder why they had to suffer so much before they died. Then, I think to myself: It's not easy to be a saint. If one has to suffer like that, I don't think I have the courage to be a saint. Now, that might sound a tad &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;presumptuous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, really! The cheek of it all. How can a person like me even think I would be even be called to be a saint. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! But, wait a minute! Aren't all Christians called to sainthood? And has not God called many a lowly one to sainthood. So well, I would imagine that all those who live for God may and can be called to sainthood, yes? Guess what I mean to say is that I wish I had the courage of the saints when they suffered pain and death for Christ and I feel that I do not have what it takes to do what all of them have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SO, when I look at myself and when I review my fears, I tell myself that I am a person of little faith.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The pilgrimage I went on made me think of the above over and over again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A few things/thoughts have been coming into my mind after the pilgrimage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. Each time we go for mass and we partake of the body and blood of Christ, we become 'one with him'. Just as Christ suffered and offered up his sufferings to God for the salvation of the world, we can do the same with the sufferings we have to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;undergo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Still, I have to pray hard - consistently and persistently - for God's grace so that I can do this when my time comes. For alone, I can do nothing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Mary, the chosen one by God, also had to suffer so much. When I look to Mary, I see how she took on all that suffering without complaining. She was so totally obedient to God's will and she had such great faith in God - that he would deliver her from all things - and all pain. So, as I reflect on the stations of the cross and walk with Mary and Christ up Calvary, I will pray that God grants me the grace to have that faith which Mother Mary and Christ had; that I may have the strength to carry on the good fight till I breathe my last breath.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. Visiting the shrines of the Saints. At first I thought nothing much of these visits. Yes, I regarded them as holy places and had respect for those who had died in the service of God. But, I felt nothing much personally. I was an onlooker, an &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;observer&lt;/span&gt;, not a participant. However, upon my return home, I am beginning to see how these visits now serve as an &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;encouragement&lt;/span&gt; to me - reminding me that all is possible with God's grace; that we are human but if we listen and obey God, we will be blessed; that though our path here on earth may be fraught with hardship and sufferings, He will carry us through it all. As I reflect on these things, I no longer feel like I am just the observer or onlooker that I was - I am now a co-participant with them in God's plan. I say this in all humility. I feel as if the Lord is telling me,"Look. I have sent you to see what can be done. Let me show you what is possible when you let me totally into your life. My grace will be enough for you. Look. See. Believe. Do not be afraid." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116213151778007388?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116213151778007388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116213151778007388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116213151778007388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116213151778007388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/10/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-2.html' title='Treasures from my pilgrimage (2)'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116209546785051342</id><published>2006-10-29T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:20:53.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures from my pilgrimage (1)</title><content type='html'>It has been close to a week since our return from our pilgrimage. This was a journey that was planned to enable us to walk in the footsteps of St Ignatius of Loyola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We journeyed to many places such a Avila, Saragosa, Loyola, Lourdes, Montserrat, Rome, Assisi and Orvieto. We visited, prayed and had masses at many churches, bassilicas and cathedrals. It was truly an experience I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am back, I cannot remember all the names of the places or people or dates of events that I came across along the way. I have not brought back much in terms of material things for I hardly shopped. Instead, what I have brought back are images, touches and feelings. So, these are the treasures that I want to tell you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-5-lourdes_11.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-5-lourdes_11.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;My experience in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-5-lourdes_11.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Lourdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;stands out as one of the most precious treasures God gave me on this pilgrimage. At &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/11/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-5-lourdes_11.html"&gt;Lourdes&lt;/a&gt;, I got a glimpse of Heaven and I stood in awe at the wonder and beauty of God's love. At Lourdes, I fell at God's feet and felt his healing touch; at Lourdes, I came away refreshed like the lady at the well. At Lourdes, I felt so complete and so safe. My devotion to our Lady has deepened and I have begun to appreciate even more her role in bringing us back to God. I now have an increased desire to pray the rosary because it makes me feel so close to Christ even as I feel so close to Mary, my mother. I want to be like Mary, my mother, and I pray that I can be like her in being obedient to God's will. I pray that I can be obedient to God's will as she had been. I look to her as my role model - so that what I do will be pleasing in God's sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116209546785051342?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116209546785051342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116209546785051342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116209546785051342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116209546785051342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/10/treasures-from-my-pilgrimage-1.html' title='Treasures from my pilgrimage (1)'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-116185410028221279</id><published>2006-10-26T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T23:32:37.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in death</title><content type='html'>My aunt passed away this morning at 4am. Today's post is dedicated to her. She was a wonderful, kind and loving person. She was special.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;As night closes in&lt;br /&gt;and life as we know it&lt;br /&gt;comes to an end,&lt;br /&gt;time is no  longer time.&lt;br /&gt;The soul separates itself&lt;br /&gt;from its &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;corporeal&lt;/span&gt; form&lt;br /&gt;and  breaks forth into His Light,&lt;br /&gt;to behold the Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;in the company of  the angels and the saints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Glory be to the Father,&lt;br /&gt;and to the Son,&lt;br /&gt;and  to the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;As it was in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;is now, and ever shall be,&lt;br /&gt;world  without end. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord.&lt;br /&gt;And let Thy  perpetual light shine upon her.&lt;br /&gt;May she rest in peace. Amen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-116185410028221279?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/116185410028221279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=116185410028221279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116185410028221279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/116185410028221279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-in-death.html' title='Life in death'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115902543325247649</id><published>2006-09-23T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:42:11.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with God</title><content type='html'>Surfed the net and found a treasure (see below). The video presentation of the Interview should not be missed - so do visit the link and be touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(21, 58, 140);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE INTERVIEW WITH GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="poem"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dreamed I had an interview with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “So you would like to interview me?” God asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “If you have the time” I said.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  God smiled. “My time is eternity.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “What questions do you have in mind for me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “What surprises you most about humankind?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  God answered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “That they get bored with childhood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; they rush to grow up, and then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; long to be children again.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “That they lose their health to make money...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and then lose their money to restore their health.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “That by thinking anxiously about the future, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; they forget the present, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; such that they live in neither &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the present nor the future.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  "That they live as if they will never die, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and die as though they had never lived.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  God’s hand took mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and we were silent for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  And then I asked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you want your children to learn?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “To learn they cannot make anyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love them. All they can do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is let themselves be loved.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “To learn that it is not good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to compare themselves to others.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   “To learn to forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  by practicing forgiveness.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “To learn that it only takes a few seconds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to open profound wounds in those they love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and it can take many years to heal them.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “To learn that a rich person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is not one who has the most,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but is one who needs the least.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “To learn that there are people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who love them dearly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but simply have not yet learned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how to express or show their feelings.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “To learn that two people can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look at the same thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and see it differently.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  “To learn that it is not enough that they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; forgive one another, but they must also forgive themselves.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   "Thank you for your time," I said humbly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is there anything else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you would like your children to know?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  God smiled and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Just know that I am here... always.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-author unknown  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115902543325247649?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115902543325247649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115902543325247649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115902543325247649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115902543325247649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/interview-with-god.html' title='Interview with God'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115863515471067358</id><published>2006-09-19T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T15:04:52.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My grace is sufficient for you</title><content type='html'>In a world fraught with violence and hate, people like Sister Leonella show us how to love.&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/like-christ-she-lived-like-christ-she.html"&gt; Like Christ she lived; like Christ she died&lt;/a&gt;. She has left this mortal world that she served so selflessly. Like the saints and matyrs who went before her - she now lives with Christ in glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He has said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Most gladly therefore I will rather glory in my weaknesses, that the power of Christ may rest on me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(2  Corinthians 12:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115863515471067358?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115863515471067358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115863515471067358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115863515471067358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115863515471067358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-grace-is-sufficient-for-you.html' title='My grace is sufficient for you'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115854590519819192</id><published>2006-09-18T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:47:13.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why, Lord? Why?</title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is troubled.  I read in the news to day about &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/somalia_nun_killed"&gt;the killing of a nun in Somalia&lt;/a&gt;   and  the furore in the Muslim world over what the Pope quoted in his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confused and speechless. Questions are whirling like crazy through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, Lord? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From,&lt;br /&gt;a very confused and troubled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115854590519819192?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115854590519819192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115854590519819192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115854590519819192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115854590519819192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-lord-why.html' title='Why, Lord? Why?'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115847186776057104</id><published>2006-09-17T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T14:41:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To die is to live?</title><content type='html'>Thoughts after mass and personal reflection on today's homily:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To die is to live&lt;/span&gt; - that's so difficult to do, isn't it? I mean, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dying to oneself &lt;/span&gt; bit is something I find hard to do already, what about physical death? I must confess I am scared of death -  the thought of dying scares me to death (pun intended). So, this makes me a lousy Christian. A true Christian should not be/is not afraid of death. Gotta to pray for stronger faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EGO= Edging God Out. Loved this - so easy to remember. Must take note and  remind myself of this . Must look out for signs when EGO rears its ugly head. Actually. EGO attempted takeover evident in my life these last few days. Not good. Not good. Gotta get back my focus on my priorities in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Christ asks,"And you, who do you say I am?" &lt;/span&gt;How would I answer?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Consoling thought:&lt;br /&gt;God understands :) and I take heart in remembering that when I am at my weakest, He is at His strongest.&lt;br /&gt;With that assurance I, the pilgrim, continue to walk this journey of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115847186776057104?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115847186776057104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115847186776057104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115847186776057104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115847186776057104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-die-is-to-live.html' title='To die is to live?'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115833546455671356</id><published>2006-09-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:53:51.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is the Finder of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: arial;" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-is-finder-of-me.html"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;God is the Finder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ever actively reaching out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All I have to do is be open to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And I, I will find the Finder of me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;When I am still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;He comes to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I hear his steps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I listen for his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;When I open my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;And heed his call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;He comes to me&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He comes to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;It is He who finds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;By his grace my eyes are opened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;By His grace I can see.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel His touch and I am healed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel His presence and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I feel His love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;I am blessed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;In the desert of my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;My Lord reaches out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;In the desert of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;My Lord has found me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;© spyder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115833546455671356?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115833546455671356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115833546455671356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115833546455671356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115833546455671356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-is-finder-of-me.html' title='God is the Finder of me'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115786724297136748</id><published>2006-09-10T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T14:40:58.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Lord will never forsake me</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Have courage."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Do not be afraid."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I am with you always, even to the end of the world.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (Matthew28:20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saw &lt;/span&gt;Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; Christ carrying the cross to Calvary.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saw&lt;/span&gt; Christ nailed to the cross on Calvary&lt;br /&gt;I thanked Him for giving up his life for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all the saints who have gone ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;I recalled the times my Lord came through for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am reassured that my Lord will never forsake me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115786724297136748?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115786724297136748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115786724297136748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115786724297136748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115786724297136748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-lord-will-never-forsake-me.html' title='My Lord will never forsake me'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115759400867704293</id><published>2006-09-07T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:13:19.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a timely reminder to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/03/be-still-and-know-that-i-am-god.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  "Be still and know that I am God."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever so often, in the rush to meet deadlines and to make sure all my plans are working out, God has had little or no place in this my world and my life. I need to take a step back and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s - l - o - w down. I need to give some time back to God. It is very very difficult to be 'still' but I shall try. The third week of Lent is almost over. I will retreat into the desert of my soul and in this desert I will find my Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;smaller&gt;  &lt;img src="http://img391.imageshack.us/img391/318/pinktulipposted4zb.jpg" height="13" width="120" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/03/%C3%83%C2%A2%C3%A2%C2%82%C2%AC%C3%82%C2%9D%C3%83%C2%A2%C3%A2%C2%82%C2%AC%C3%82%C2%9D"&gt;spyder&lt;/a&gt; ::  3/23/2006 09:57:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I penned the above in March of this year. Yes Lord, I know but sometimes I forget. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/smaller&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115759400867704293?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115759400867704293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115759400867704293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115759400867704293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115759400867704293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/timely-reminder-to-myself.html' title='a timely reminder to myself'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115751010129564045</id><published>2006-09-06T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T12:51:18.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/plagiarism-is-theft-wholesale-copying.html"&gt;It's over&lt;/a&gt;. Am gonna &lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-ok-take-it-if-you-like-it-however.html"&gt;put it behind m&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-ok-take-it-if-you-like-it-however.html"&gt;e &lt;/a&gt;and am moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/plagiarists-beware.html"&gt;Thank you for caring.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115751010129564045?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115751010129564045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115751010129564045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115751010129564045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115751010129564045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over ....'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115742109129271917</id><published>2006-09-05T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:36:08.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ok. Take it if you like it.  However ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I bitched about a&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-person-who-stole-my-poem-and-used-it.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;poem of mine being stolen in &lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/plagarism-is-theft-wholesale-copying.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-person-who-stole-my-poem-and-used-it.html"&gt;in my main blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-person-who-stole-my-poem-and-used-it.html"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was annoyed, angry, horrified, mortified etc. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for reasons that I had enumerated in that last post of mine.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Still, despite all the above, these last few days, I have thought about the post I had written and below are my latest thoughts on the issue.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, … rest of post deleted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update : 9 Sept : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have also decided to delete the rest of the post from this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My request to anyone who wants to use any of my 'work' - please acknowledge the source and also do let me know when you take stuff off my blog - ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115742109129271917?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115742109129271917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115742109129271917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115742109129271917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115742109129271917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-ok-take-it-if-you-like-it-however.html' title='It&apos;s ok. Take it if you like it.  However ...'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115726857849675355</id><published>2006-09-03T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T14:02:59.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAGIARISM IS THEFT. WHOLESALE COPYING IS GRAND THEFT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Update: 9 September &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to delete the post.&lt;br /&gt;As with all rants, it sounded angry and nasty.&lt;br /&gt;The rant is over – so I am removing the post from this blog.&lt;br /&gt;I have edited &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-person-who-stole-my-poem-and-used-it.html"&gt;a similar post&lt;/a&gt; in&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-person-who-stole-my-poem-and-used-it.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-person-who-stole-my-poem-and-used-it.html"&gt;my main blog&lt;/a&gt;  and am retaining the said post there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115726857849675355?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115726857849675355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115726857849675355' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115726857849675355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115726857849675355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/plagiarism-is-theft-wholesale-copying.html' title='PLAGIARISM IS THEFT. WHOLESALE COPYING IS GRAND THEFT!!!'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30908384.post-115707731209297593</id><published>2006-09-01T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T11:10:10.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Got my main blog access back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/09/yezzzzzzzzz.html"&gt;Ten things I learnt &lt;/a&gt;when I could not access  '&lt;a href="http://www.spyderspyder.blogspot.com/"&gt;Of Wishes and Dreams&lt;/a&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;Hope t&lt;a href="http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/help.html"&gt;he problem&lt;/a&gt; has been  fixed for good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115707731209297593?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115707731209297593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115707731209297593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115707731209297593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115707731209297593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/09/yay.html' title='Yay!!!'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115701633574047390</id><published>2006-08-31T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T00:10:16.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the compromise one cannot make</title><content type='html'>I read &lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/Current_News/nst/Sunday/Columns/20060827070938/Article/index_html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The compromise one cannot make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the NST online today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir, I salute you.&lt;br /&gt;I salute your  commitment to justice&lt;br /&gt;I salute your love for our nation.&lt;br /&gt;I salute you for your courage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115701633574047390?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115701633574047390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115701633574047390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115701633574047390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115701633574047390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/compromise-one-cannot-make.html' title='the compromise one cannot make'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115701000592370498</id><published>2006-08-31T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T10:53:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Of Wishes and Dreams'  (my main blog) cannot be accessed for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I click in the above url link I get this message:&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"We're sorry, but we were unable to complete your request."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gone into Bloggers Help to look for a solution and also emailed Blogger etc .. but so far - the problem remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spyder &lt;------ who is very upset at the moment :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PDATE : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.spyderspyder.blogspot.com/"&gt;OF WISHES AND DREAMS &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is up and running again! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115701000592370498?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115701000592370498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115701000592370498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115701000592370498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115701000592370498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115686603125254913</id><published>2006-08-29T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:50:03.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray not for Arab or Jew ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/1600/shalom.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/320/shalom.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pray not for Arab or Jew, for Palestinian or Israeli,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But pray rather for ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;that we may not divide them in our prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Rather keep them both together in our hearts.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115686603125254913?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115686603125254913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115686603125254913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115686603125254913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115686603125254913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/pray-not-for-arab-or-jew.html' title='Pray not for Arab or Jew ...'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115655609613430297</id><published>2006-08-26T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T00:54:49.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For my children</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-my-children.html"&gt;I wish you &lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-my-children.html"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to soothe your pain away.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to brighten up your days.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to help you find your way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when you feel broken with despair.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in your dealings with this selfish world.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when you are hurting and in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Wisdom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you walk life's arduous road.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to light up all your days.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to keep you on your way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he has seen me through the storms.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you &lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for he will always be your companion and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-my-children.html"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115655609613430297?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115655609613430297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115655609613430297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115655609613430297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115655609613430297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-my-children.html' title='For my children'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115650069799106553</id><published>2006-08-25T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:31:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>written on 2nd July 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-gonna-be-alright.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-gonna-be-alright.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/1600/tossed%20at%20sea.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/320/tossed%20at%20sea.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;oftimes i am tossed&lt;br /&gt;like a ragged doll&lt;br /&gt;in the storms&lt;br /&gt;of life.&lt;br /&gt;bewildered, frustrated, desperate&lt;br /&gt;i lash out at God.&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of the turmoil&lt;br /&gt;i hear Him say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be still and know that I am God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;at times i think it means&lt;br /&gt;"Be quiet. Shut up and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;at other times&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up and stop complaining. Listen!"&lt;br /&gt;but most times it means&lt;br /&gt;" I am here. It's gonna be alright."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115650069799106553?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115650069799106553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115650069799106553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115650069799106553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115650069799106553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/written-on-2nd-july-2006.html' title='written on 2nd July 2006'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115638601399827393</id><published>2006-08-24T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T16:41:21.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and God replies</title><content type='html'>My Child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you. I always do. Sometimes I choose to remain silent. You see, when I created you, I gave you a brain, amongst other gifts. I also gave you a heart. You need to use these to navigate your way as you journey home to me. You need to grow in wisdom and in love.&lt;p&gt;No doubt, you know that it is by My grace that you have been saved and that is true. But I have also given you and mankind a very precious gift - the gift of FREE CHOICE. So, as you journey, you need to be able to make the right choices. You need your brain, your heart and My grace to do that. So, sometimes I sit back and wait - and watch - to teach you. As you open your heart to my promptings and use the mind that I have given you - you will grow in wisdom and in love. Am I making any sense to you? Ahhh you will ...in time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These last few weeks and months - I have heard your cries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you could walk calmly away and not feel that all was lost,&lt;br /&gt;-  that was Me taking you by the hand and guiding you;&lt;br /&gt;when you could tell yourself that 'It's ok. There will be another way.'&lt;br /&gt;- that was Me comforting and reassuring you;&lt;br /&gt;when you had true friends rallying around you,&lt;br /&gt;- that was Me embracing you in My love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know you are &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2006/08/deceit.html"&gt;bitter and angry&lt;/a&gt; - and that's ok. But you have to forgive and move on - for your journey is a special one - one that will lead you back to Me - so stay the course and all will be well. Trust me! Know that I love you - warts and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115638601399827393?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115638601399827393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115638601399827393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115638601399827393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115638601399827393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-god-replies.html' title='and God replies'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115634054599144706</id><published>2006-08-23T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T00:18:59.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in good times and in bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In good times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is so easy to stay the course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it is so easy to thank God.&lt;br /&gt;In good times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;it is so easy to tell God I love Him and to praise Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I continue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;to thank and praise Him in times of sorrow and grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115634054599144706?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115634054599144706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115634054599144706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115634054599144706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115634054599144706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-good-times-and-in-bad.html' title='in good times and in bad'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115615611070476009</id><published>2006-08-21T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T09:46:03.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to God'/><title type='text'>Letters to God - No. 2</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening? Are you really here? You know, sometimes I do wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I wrote you this morning, I smiled to myself and said to myself , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone out there reading this letter would think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I am just talking to myself&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I am just talking nonsense&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I have nothing better to blog about&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; Anyway, be that as it may, here I am writing to you again. Afterall, I have been talking to you all my life - just have not been putting it on paper, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lest the last letter I wrote to you gave readers the impression that once I talked to you, you did a 'miracle cure' on me - well, it did not quite happen. Yes, the head is a bit better. Yes, the body did not hurt as much as the last few days. BUT No, the pain is not totally gone. I have OA, and this means I live with pain every day of my life - sometimes it's not that bad- it's bearable; at other times, the pain can be rather bad - that's when I need to take my meds. This means that every day when I wake up, I have some form of pain - to a greater or lesser degree depending on the day. That's why I am crabby in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, you do have a great sense of humour. I know - this you have demonstrated in more ways than I can recall. Perhaps I shall write about some of these occasions in my letters - just so I can 'recall' all this when I have well and truly lost my memory. Actually, I am losing my memory rather frequently these days. Ahhh ...but you know that too, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go now. Gotta go to church this evening. So have to get something to eat before that. You are coming along with me - as you go everywhere with me - right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  My tummy feels unwell too. Do you think you can do something about that? Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115615611070476009?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115615611070476009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115615611070476009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115615611070476009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115615611070476009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/letters-to-god-no-2.html' title='Letters to God - No. 2'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115612892277798245</id><published>2006-08-21T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T09:45:03.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters to God'/><title type='text'>Letters to God - No. 1</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hectic week. I know I complain a lot about the amount of work I have. But that's just me - the eternal complainer. I do get fed-up listening to myself whine sometimes. I am sure it gets annoying to others around me who have to listen to me too. But you Lord, you made me like that, no? You know that I complain a lot but that deep inside me, I love what I do and I am grateful that I have my work. The thing is - some people wonder how it is that I can be so stressed out over something that I like doing. Beats me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has also been quite lousy as I had that beastly cold - it was not half as nasty as the last bout of flu I had, though - so thanks :) . What was really bad was I had awful pains all over my body all week. You know, the pain got so severe that I threw caution to the wind and downed those painkiller, right? Well, they killed the pain temporarily but they also killed my tummy in the process. Gastic pains can be quite quite horrible. So I had to rush off to the chemist to get meds for the tummy. I called you and said I hope I did not have to go see the docs. Well, thanks again for the tummy pains got better soon after that. But I learnt my lesson - I have to remember to take my antiacids with those painkillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body aches continued - my bones felt like they had been crushed under a tractor - and my head was pounding like crazy. There did not seem to be any letting up - and since I had had that terrible experience with the pain killers - I refrained from dosing myself again with them - hence had to bear with the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,  yesterday&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I told you all the above.&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I asked you to make the pain go away&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I felt my pain was nothing compared to what you bore for me&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I remembered that you gave your life for me&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I thought of all the pain you bore for me&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I asked for the grace to bear it all&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I offered up my pain to you&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I asked you to touch me and come into my life&lt;br /&gt;at mass, I felt you so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to bed&lt;br /&gt;last night, my body and  head continued to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;last night, I remembered my encounter with you at mass.&lt;br /&gt;last night, I ceased to complain about the pain&lt;br /&gt;last night, my body ached but my heart was at peace&lt;br /&gt;last night, I went to bed without taking any pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I awoke&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I saw my husband beside me&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I thanked you, God, for the gift of him&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I told good hubby how much I love him&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I did not get up in a crabby mood&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I remembered to thank you, Lord, for my life&lt;br /&gt;this morning, my body aches have somehow disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, my head feels light and I can think clearly.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I want to thank you, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115612892277798245?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115612892277798245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115612892277798245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115612892277798245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115612892277798245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/letters-to-god-no-1.html' title='Letters to God - No. 1'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115577934283124434</id><published>2006-08-17T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:09:24.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you love me enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have I asked you today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have you heard me call your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, I'm asking you now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I'll ask you again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/1600/Christ%203.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/200/Christ%203.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do you love me enough to take up you cross&lt;br /&gt;and follow where I lead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Will you tend my lambs and feed my sheep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And die for such as these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above lines from one of my favourite hymns challenge me to take up my cross and follow Christ. The harvest is plenty but the labourers are few. There is much work to be done. Lord, grant me the strength to do Your will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115577934283124434?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115577934283124434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115577934283124434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115577934283124434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115577934283124434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-you-love-me-enough.html' title='Do you love me enough?'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115553949565958371</id><published>2006-08-14T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T15:17:13.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because He Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/1600/Christ%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/320/Christ%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Because He lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can face tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Because He lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All fear is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And because I know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He holds the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And life is worth the living &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just because He lives."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115553949565958371?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115553949565958371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115553949565958371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115553949565958371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115553949565958371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/because-he-lives.html' title='Because He Lives'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115547283107261795</id><published>2006-08-13T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:30:20.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;lnto &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;came&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;denied You; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes, I did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy short-lived, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;lost in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;days of confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;agony and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;mental anguish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;till&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I let &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;You &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115547283107261795?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115547283107261795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115547283107261795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115547283107261795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115547283107261795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-god-and-i.html' title='My God and I'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115544460160695437</id><published>2006-08-13T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:03:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We do not own God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;"All human beings powerfully sustain one another. The lovers of God in this contingent world becomes the mercies and the blessings sent out by that gentle King of the seen and unseen realms. Let them purify their sight and behold all humankind as leaves and blossoms and fruits of the Tree of Being."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Baha"Ullah (1817-1892) Persia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;f only we can see ourselves as &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-god_14.html"&gt;'leaves and blossoms, and fruits of the Tree of Being'&lt;/a&gt;. Unfortunately, many of us are parasites and predators. Instead of 'powerfully sustaining one another', we are destroying and killing one another. Sad, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/1600/guernica1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2879/1423/400/guernica1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the name of religion, we maim and we kill. We claim to be 'holy people' and we behave as if we have a monopoly on God. Yet, the truth is we do not own God. He created us and we are but His people; He owns us. Would that we, the peoples of the earth, all be humbled by this realisation and not let our egos deceive us into thinking that we own Him or even worse, that we can take HIS place and thus play God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guernica_%28painting%29#Guernica_at_the_United_Nations"&gt;(art: Picasso's 'Guernica')&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.pbs.org/treasuresoftheworld/a_nav/guernica_nav/main_guerfrm.html"&gt;http://www.pbs.org/treasuresoftheworld/a_nav/guernica_nav/main_guerfrm.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115544460160695437?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115544460160695437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115544460160695437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115544460160695437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115544460160695437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-do-not-own-god.html' title='We do not own God.'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115542701274411343</id><published>2006-08-13T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:28:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/Web60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/Web60.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;'&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/12/faith.html"&gt;Faith &lt;/a&gt;is a dark night for man, but in this very way it gives him light.'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial;"&gt;'Like a blind man he must lean on dark faith, accept it for his guide and light, and rest on nothing of what he understands, tastes, feels, or imagines.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;St. John of the Cross on the Journey of the Soul to God by Contemplation&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  align="left" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.innerexplorations.com/home/collecte.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Christian mysticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; is an experience of God's loving presence in the depths of our hearts ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(The beautiful photo above was taken by dear hubby on one of our trips away from home. He had waited patiently for just the right moment to capture it with his camera. Indeed God has blessed him with much talent and ... patience! Photo@andrew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115542701274411343?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115542701274411343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115542701274411343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115542701274411343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115542701274411343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115539472535917690</id><published>2006-08-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:44:26.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/sky%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/sky%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/12/one-god_14.html"&gt;As the rain dropping from the sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;wends its way toward the oceans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So the prostrations offered in all faiths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;reach the One God, who is supreme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the Rig Veda (c.1500 - c.1000BCE), India &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I chanced upon this verse I was struck immediately by its beauty. If only all man could appreciate that God is the God of ALL and not exclusive to some; if only we could accept that the different forms of religious worship are ALL God-centred; if only we recognized that all men of goodwill have much love for the Almighty and they worship Him in a variety of forms; if only we judged less and respected one another's beliefs more - then perhaps we would have a better chance of attaining peace on earth.Too much blood has been shed through the ages in the name of religion. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115539472535917690?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115539472535917690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115539472535917690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539472535917690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539472535917690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-god.html' title='One God'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115539424569841014</id><published>2006-08-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:05:24.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections of a pilgrim</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 132, 161);font-size:85%;" &gt;Sunday, December 04, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/12/reflections-of-pilgrim.html"&gt;We are pilgrims on life's journey&lt;/a&gt;. This, I know but this I often forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went on a short pilgrimage this weekend. The destination was an old city (of historical and religious significance) which was just a few hours away by road. This short pilgrimage over the weekend set me thinking again that hubby and I should go to Lourdes or the Holy Land soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why did I go on this pilgrimage? Below are some reasons (not in order of priority)&lt;br /&gt;1. Initially, it was as a show of support for those who were organizing the event.&lt;br /&gt;2. To satisfy my curiosity as to what the whole event was about.&lt;br /&gt;3. Thought it would be nice to be in the company of some church friends for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;4. To get away from my hectic work schedule and find some time for God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being with God and looking for God was not the main reason why I went on the pilgrimage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experience.&lt;br /&gt;1. On the first day, the first afternoon, to be precise, when we had to go to the specified places to meditate and to pray, I must say that I was not too taken up with the idea of a pilgrimage. Things were slow-paced and I was not used to the quiet and 'nothing to drive myself to' sort of tempo. In fact, when a friend remarked, 'I don't think I'm very much a pilgrimage kind of person' , I nodded in agreement and said. 'Me neither.' And I began to think that perhaps I should shelf forever any thoughts I had of going to the Holy Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the day went on, I began to notice a change in my disposition and I think I was more patient and calm than I had been in weeks. I did not notice it much then, but I do now.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2. The second day was a good day. I can see much goodness in all people.&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded that I have many more miles to go and that I have to look to God for graces to continue on my way.&lt;p&gt;3. I have to set aside more quiet time for God.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. I need to remember that all that I do, should be for the Greater Glory of God.&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know now that while I did not go on the pilgrimage primarily just to look for God, HE was present with me all through my 'journey' and HE has blessed me with the experience.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115539424569841014?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115539424569841014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115539424569841014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539424569841014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539424569841014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/reflections-of-pilgrim.html' title='reflections of a pilgrim'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115539383500108844</id><published>2006-08-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:26:56.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/rainbow%201.2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/320/rainbow%201.2.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/rainbow.html"&gt;Looking out the window&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rainbow caught my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a certain special glow&lt;br /&gt;As it spanned across the sky.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A rainbow caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;It spoke to me of God's blessings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As it spanned across the sky&lt;br /&gt;I gazed at the wondrous sight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It spoke to me of God's blessings&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of His creation revealed.&lt;br /&gt;I gazed at the wondrous sight&lt;br /&gt;Till the clouds, the rainbow they concealed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The rainbow that I saw that day&lt;br /&gt;It had a certain special glow .&lt;br /&gt;I felt God's presence that day&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="georgia"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115539383500108844?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115539383500108844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115539383500108844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539383500108844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539383500108844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainbow.html' title='The Rainbow'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115539349073225491</id><published>2006-08-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:25:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in my quiet moments ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(168, 168, 168);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-my-quiet-moments.html"&gt;In my quiet moments I think of you&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I see you in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the people who love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I see you in the morning light that greets me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I feel you in gentle breeze that brushes softly against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know you are near and that you watch over me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In my quiet moments, you speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115539349073225491?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115539349073225491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115539349073225491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539349073225491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115539349073225491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-my-quiet-moments.html' title='in my quiet moments ..'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115537649703329670</id><published>2006-08-12T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:23:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/1600/sunset.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2563/3323/200/sunset.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-thankful.html"&gt;Yet another day has come to a close.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for&lt;br /&gt;my family and my home&lt;br /&gt;friends I can count on&lt;br /&gt;my job&lt;br /&gt;my life&lt;br /&gt;and most of all&lt;br /&gt;my faith.&lt;br /&gt;I have truly been blessed!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115537649703329670?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115537649703329670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115537649703329670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115537649703329670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115537649703329670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-thankful.html' title='I am thankful'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115537511608687399</id><published>2006-08-12T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:22:19.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Majesty</title><content type='html'>As I set my gaze upon the mountains high,&lt;br /&gt;I can sense God's majesty and might.&lt;br /&gt;The beauty and splendour of His creation, I see.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the steadfastness of his love for me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright© spyder&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://spyderspyder.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-i-set-my-gaze-upon-mountains-high-i.html"&gt;God’s Majesty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115537511608687399?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115537511608687399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115537511608687399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115537511608687399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115537511608687399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/08/gods-majesty.html' title='God&apos;s Majesty'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115253080644339758</id><published>2006-07-10T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:20:29.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to think I am ...</title><content type='html'>I'd like to think that I am humble&lt;br /&gt;but I can be so proud.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think that I am caring&lt;br /&gt;but I can be so indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think that I am generous&lt;br /&gt;but I can be so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think I am open-minded&lt;br /&gt;but I can be a real bigot.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think I am easy to get along with&lt;br /&gt;but I can be a real pain in the ....&lt;br /&gt;I believe that all that I have is but from God&lt;br /&gt;but oftimesI forget this and my EGO takes control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;Lord ...let me not lose hope when Failure comes&lt;br /&gt;help me keep an even keel on things&lt;br /&gt;be with me when things get rough&lt;br /&gt;help me through the storms.&lt;br /&gt;And ...when I have survived the tumultous seas&lt;br /&gt;when in the midst of the cheering crowd&lt;br /&gt;lost in the drunkeness of success&lt;br /&gt;keep me mindful of the storms&lt;br /&gt;let me not forget that ...it was YOU who brought me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sept 13 2005) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;copyright ©spyder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115253080644339758?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115253080644339758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115253080644339758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115253080644339758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115253080644339758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/07/id-like-to-think-i-am.html' title='I&apos;d like to think I am ...'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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-30908384.post-115252808948574727</id><published>2006-07-10T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T13:11:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all my bags are packed</title><content type='html'>This blog will be a collection of my writings on my relationship with God and  my journey through my own wilderness that I call 'life' .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30908384-115252808948574727?l=spydersjourney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/feeds/115252808948574727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30908384&amp;postID=115252808948574727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115252808948574727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30908384/posts/default/115252808948574727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spydersjourney.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-my-bags-are-packed.html' title='all my bags are packed'/><author><name>spyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05684217482940808071</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>
