<?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-9984996</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:00:52.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victory Goals Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>A day in my life/
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I write it All!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-3116615127685693795</id><published>2006-10-06T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T02:42:33.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Girl buy miracle for her Brother...</title><content type='html'>My Blog would never be complete without these touching story of inocent and unconditional LOVE. I received in my email inbox for many times and everytime I read it I can't hold back the tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love the POEM from GOD.(Picture of an angel below is Farrah, my 3-yr old daughter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7257/751/640/angel%20Farrah.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7257/751/320/angel%20Farrah.9.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar  from its hiding place in the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.  Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster.  No good.  Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter.  That did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice.  I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages," he said without waiting for a reply to his question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick...and I want to buy! a miracle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now.  So how much does a miracle cost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't sell miracles here, little girl.  I'm sorry but I can't help you," the     pharmacist said, softening a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man.  He stooped down and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother need?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up.  I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation.  But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want&lt;br /&gt;to use my  money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live.I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this&lt;br /&gt;place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That surgery," her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar and eleven cents ...  plus the faith of a little child..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY OATH TO YOU...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad.....I will dry your tears.&lt;br /&gt;When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.&lt;br /&gt;When you are worried.....I will give you hope.&lt;br /&gt;When you are confused.....I will help you cope.&lt;br /&gt;And when you are lost....And can't see the light, &lt;br /&gt;I shall be your beacon.....Shining ever so bright.&lt;br /&gt;This is my oath.....I pledge till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Why you may ask?.....Because you're my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed: GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-3116615127685693795?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/3116615127685693795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=3116615127685693795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/3116615127685693795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/3116615127685693795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-girl-buy-miracle-for-her-brother.html' title='A little Girl buy miracle for her Brother...'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-6710175858641356022</id><published>2006-10-06T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T00:05:30.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Angle</title><content type='html'>Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven-year-old son would go out into their town and hand out Gospel Tracts. This particular Sunday afternoon, as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring down rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said; "OK dad, I'm ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Pastor dad asked, "Ready for what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go&lt;br /&gt;out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring down rain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking "But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad answers , "Son, I am not going out in this weather."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despondently, the boy asked, "Dad, can I go? Please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the tracts, be careful son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks Dad!" And with that, he was off and out into the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This eleven-year-old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract. After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the doorbell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered.He waited but still no answer. Finally, this&lt;br /&gt;eleven-year-old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him. Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He waited, something holding him there on the front porch. He rang again and this time the door slowly opened. Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking&lt;br /&gt;elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you son?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world,this little boy said: "Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that *JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU* and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE." With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave. She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"&lt;br /&gt;Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked," Does anybody have a testimony or want to say anything? " Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, "No one in this church knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day,it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on&lt;br /&gt;the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on that chair, so lonely and brokenhearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought,"I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away." I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly. I thought to myself again, "Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me." I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder. When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes,for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, "*Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU." Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to&lt;br /&gt;get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more. You see " I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract; I have come here to personally say THANK YOU TO God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from eternity in hell."&lt;br /&gt;There was not a dry eye in the church. Shouts of praise and honor to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated. He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love &amp; honor for his son... Except&lt;br /&gt;for One. This Father also allowed His Son to go out into a cold and dark world. He received His Son back with joy unspeakable, and as all of heaven shouted&lt;br /&gt;praises and honor to The King, the Father sat His beloved Son on a throne far above all principality and power and every name that is named.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.&lt;br /&gt;We will meet in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+.peace.love.and.jesus.+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-6710175858641356022?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/6710175858641356022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=6710175858641356022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/6710175858641356022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/6710175858641356022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-angle.html' title='Little Angle'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-111044364892231950</id><published>2005-03-10T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T00:34:08.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude List 3/10/05</title><content type='html'>Today I'm grateful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Our new cold office and away from noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      An excellent learning experience when i attended Effective&lt;br /&gt;      Measurement, Implementation and Analysis for ISO 9001:2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Complete(back &amp; fort) plane tickets for the family vacation to&lt;br /&gt;      Batangas. Yes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A relax feeling today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A warm kiss of my wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      My two growing kids;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A kind, loving &amp; concerned Yaya(nanny) of my kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A happy family;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A free ride to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A free me...with my dreams and its infinite possibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A great great feeling...Yahooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I'm  receiving new ENERGY, ABUNDANCE &amp; LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-111044364892231950?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/111044364892231950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=111044364892231950' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/111044364892231950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/111044364892231950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/03/gratitude-list-31005.html' title='Gratitude List 3/10/05'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110784495536584395</id><published>2005-02-07T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:43:11.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude List 2/8/05</title><content type='html'>I'm grateful for&lt;br /&gt;Farrah whose recovering from cough and fever(that's keep on coming back&lt;br /&gt;for three days now). she's getting well now.&lt;br /&gt;a perfect attendance in our Board of director's monthly meeting last&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 2/5/05;&lt;br /&gt;2 new directors replacing vacant seats in the board;&lt;br /&gt;a successful meeting;&lt;br /&gt;completing the 2 days lecture i facilitated yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;a big hug and sweet kiss from my wife;&lt;br /&gt;my son Victor Ivan;&lt;br /&gt;sharing this gratitude list;&lt;br /&gt;new knowledge about Chinese new year, Kunghei fat sui!&lt;br /&gt;happy lunch meal with my friends Loi and Deanna&lt;br /&gt;being here;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110784495536584395?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110784495536584395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110784495536584395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110784495536584395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110784495536584395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/02/gratitude-list-2805.html' title='Gratitude List 2/8/05'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110732903256264965</id><published>2005-02-01T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T23:23:52.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude List 2/2/05</title><content type='html'>I'm grateful for the opportunity to do a lecture about welding yesterday&lt;br /&gt;where i'm very much familiar with and the nice thing is I'm being paid for&lt;br /&gt;conducting the lecture. I remember teaching was one of my dreams when i was&lt;br /&gt;in college. I'm glad i been able to do that now . At first I'm not sure if&lt;br /&gt;ican do it but when i did it i realized i can do it. I cannot deny the joy&lt;br /&gt;i felt after. I love to teach and I'm thankful I didn't say no the first&lt;br /&gt;time I was asked to do the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110732903256264965?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110732903256264965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110732903256264965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110732903256264965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110732903256264965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/02/gratitude-list-2205.html' title='Gratitude List 2/2/05'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110696571041309137</id><published>2005-01-28T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T18:30:25.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>  The Energy of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>...from my friend Patricia Painter at &lt;a href=http://groups.yahoo.com/group/LivePassionately2day&gt;LivePassionately2day@yahoogroups.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to share a story of gratitude and human love.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;My husband and I were traveling yesterday and stopped at a fast food for breakfast. There was a woman in line with a present in her arms.  I overheard the story and stopped to ask her because I felt it was so loving, sharing and caring. This woman had been at this fast food chain two days before and had forgotten her wallet.  She had ordered her food and it was on the counter when she realized she was without money.  The cashier behind the counter told her to not worry about it, she gave the woman the food and put her own money in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman (who had forgotten her wallet) came back two days later not only&lt;br /&gt;with the money but with a gift for the cashier.  Both the cashier and the&lt;br /&gt;woman who had forgotten her wallet showed great human kindness and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful that I was a witness to this kindness and I wanted to share&lt;br /&gt;it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;My Gratitude List 1/29/05&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful &lt;br /&gt;for this challenging day;&lt;br /&gt;for finding magnificent true stories that make me hold on to my values and feed my spirit;&lt;br /&gt;for the love God keeps on giving me;&lt;br /&gt;for meeting people whom i never thought would give/send me affection in anyway;&lt;br /&gt;giving love and receiving its light and energy in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110696571041309137?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110696571041309137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110696571041309137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110696571041309137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110696571041309137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/energy-of-gratitude.html' title='  The Energy of Gratitude'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110627039187946417</id><published>2005-01-20T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T17:19:51.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touching Story</title><content type='html'>I sat, with two friends,in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day. As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, "I will work for food." My heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others&lt;br /&gt;around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a&lt;br /&gt;mixture of sadness and disbelief. We continued with our meal, but&lt;br /&gt;his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our&lt;br /&gt;separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them.&lt;br /&gt;I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the&lt;br /&gt;strange visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some&lt;br /&gt;response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him. I made some&lt;br /&gt;purchases at a store and got back in my car.&lt;br /&gt;Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: "Don't go&lt;br /&gt;back to the office until you've at least driven once more around the&lt;br /&gt;square." Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I&lt;br /&gt;turned the square's third corner. I saw him. He was standing on the&lt;br /&gt;steps of the store front church, going through his sack. I stopped and&lt;br /&gt;looked;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty&lt;br /&gt;parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God:an&lt;br /&gt;invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest&lt;br /&gt;visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Looking for the pastor?" I asked. "Not really," he replied, "just&lt;br /&gt;resting." "Have you eaten today?" "Oh, I ate something early this&lt;br /&gt;morning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to have lunch with me?"&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have some work I could do for you?"&lt;br /&gt;"No work," I replied. "I commute here to work from the city, but I&lt;br /&gt;would like to take you to lunch." "Sure," he replied with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions.&lt;br /&gt;"Where you headed?" "St. Louis."&lt;br /&gt;"Where you from?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, all over; mostly Florida."&lt;br /&gt;"How long you been walking?"&lt;br /&gt;"Fourteen years," came the reply.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in&lt;br /&gt;the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly&lt;br /&gt;beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an&lt;br /&gt;eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to&lt;br /&gt;reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, "Jesus is The Never Ending&lt;br /&gt;Story."&lt;br /&gt;Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early&lt;br /&gt;in life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had&lt;br /&gt;stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men&lt;br /&gt;who were putting up a large tent and some equipment. A concert, he&lt;br /&gt;thought. He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival&lt;br /&gt;services,&lt;br /&gt;And in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing's been the same since," he said, " I felt the Lord telling&lt;br /&gt;me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now." "Ever think of&lt;br /&gt;stopping?" I asked. "Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the&lt;br /&gt;best of me. But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles.&lt;br /&gt;That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give&lt;br /&gt;them out when His Spirit&lt;br /&gt;leads."&lt;br /&gt;I sat amazed. My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a&lt;br /&gt;mission and lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for&lt;br /&gt;a moment and then I asked: "What's it like?"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show&lt;br /&gt;your sign?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make&lt;br /&gt;comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a&lt;br /&gt;gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it&lt;br /&gt;became humbling to realize that God was using me to touch lives and&lt;br /&gt;change people's concepts of other folks like me." My concept was&lt;br /&gt;changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his things. Just&lt;br /&gt;outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared&lt;br /&gt;for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty&lt;br /&gt;you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if we were on holy ground. "Could you use another Bible?"&lt;br /&gt;I asked. He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled&lt;br /&gt;well and was not too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. "I've&lt;br /&gt;read through it 14 times," he said. "I'm not sure we've got one of&lt;br /&gt;those, but let's stop by our church and see.&lt;br /&gt;" I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and&lt;br /&gt;he seemed very grateful. "Where are you headed from here?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?"&lt;br /&gt;"No, I just figure I should go there.&lt;br /&gt;I figure someone under that star right there needs a Bible, so&lt;br /&gt;that's where I'm going next."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of&lt;br /&gt;his mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two&lt;br /&gt;hours earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and&lt;br /&gt;unloaded his things. "Would you sign my autograph book?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"I like to keep messages from folks I meet."&lt;br /&gt;I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had&lt;br /&gt;Touched My life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a&lt;br /&gt;verse of scripture from Jeremiah, "I know the plans I have for&lt;br /&gt;you,"declared the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you.&lt;br /&gt;Plans to give you a Future and a hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks, man," he said. "I know we just met and we're really just&lt;br /&gt;strangers, but I love you." "I know," I said, "I love you, too."&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is good!" "Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone&lt;br /&gt;hugged you?" I asked. "A long time," he replied. And so on the busy&lt;br /&gt;street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I embraced,&lt;br /&gt;and I felt deep inside that I had been changed.&lt;br /&gt;He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, "See you&lt;br /&gt;in the New Jerusalem." "I'll be there!" was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling&lt;br /&gt;from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, "When&lt;br /&gt;you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?"&lt;br /&gt;"You bet," I shouted back, "God bless." "God bless." And that was&lt;br /&gt;the last I saw of him. Late that evening as I left my office, the&lt;br /&gt;wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town. I&lt;br /&gt;bundled up and hurried to my car.&lt;br /&gt;As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a&lt;br /&gt;pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the&lt;br /&gt;handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his&lt;br /&gt;hands would stay warm that night without them.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered his words: "If you see something that makes you&lt;br /&gt;think of me, will you pray for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see&lt;br /&gt;the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember&lt;br /&gt;those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry.&lt;br /&gt;"See you in the New Jerusalem," he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I&lt;br /&gt;will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this story touched you, forward it to a friend!&lt;br /&gt;"I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do&lt;br /&gt;or any kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not&lt;br /&gt;pass this way again." My instructions were to send this to four&lt;br /&gt;people that I wanted God to bless and I picked you. Please pass this&lt;br /&gt;to four people you want to be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prayer is powerful and there is nothing attached. Please do not&lt;br /&gt;break this pattern. Prayer is one of the best gifts we receive.&lt;br /&gt;There isno cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue to pray for one&lt;br /&gt;another. God bless and have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;"Father, I ask you to bless my friends, relatives and e-mail buddies&lt;br /&gt;reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of your love and&lt;br /&gt;power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit, I ask you to minister to their spirit at this very&lt;br /&gt;moment. Where there is pain, give them your peace and mercy. Where&lt;br /&gt;there is self-doubt, release a renewed confidence through your&lt;br /&gt;grace, In Jesus' precious Name. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent this to more than four, but this story is so touching I felt&lt;br /&gt;each of you would enjoy it greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU MY FRIEND&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110627039187946417?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110627039187946417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110627039187946417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110627039187946417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110627039187946417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/touching-story.html' title='A Touching Story'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110611733631341173</id><published>2005-01-18T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:48:56.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERNET... a world for Fun, Knowledge and Success Opportunities</title><content type='html'>For almost two years exploring the internet i have discovered a lot of things that transformed my personality and perception in life in this whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet is a world for fun, knowledge and success opportunities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can travel the whole world and discover beautiful places by just sitting in front of your computer at home, with out spending a dime. All the things you want to know is just right under your nose like magic, in just a finger tap in the keyboard. Illusion of dreams becomes real it would mesmerized you... hypnotized you...and capture you until you'll find yourself in a new world of infinite possibilities where nothing is impossible. Where all your desires could be true and affordable like its almost FREE. You'll meet all kinds of people successful and looking successful telling all success stories which sounds so true YOU WILL BELIEVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEWARE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advise...you got to have control of yourself before internet controls you!&lt;br /&gt;Relax! Have fun and think before you act!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your looking for a Business opportunities in the cybernet, there's a myriad of these, big and small. Whether your a big business or just a striving entrepreneur.Fair competition is here. You just have to know the right tricks to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times i've been fooled by many hypes and instant success schemes by so many so called gurus in my internet venture. Spend time and burned hard earned money. But I've learned my lesson NOW....and keeping on learning. And that is the best thing you got to do if you want to stay existing in the cybernet. KEEP ON LEARNING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your are interested into Web-preneurship there's only one and guaranted &lt;b&gt;best place to learn&lt;/b&gt; the art of internet business but here in the &lt;a href=http://10000hits.net/default.aspx?userid=701599&gt;MPAM University&lt;/a&gt; where learning is FREE and earning is EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just having the fun of &lt;b&gt;web shopping&lt;/b&gt; the only place is here at &lt;a href=http://Victoruios.freestoreclub.com&gt;FreeStoreClub&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110611733631341173?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110611733631341173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110611733631341173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110611733631341173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110611733631341173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/internet-world-for-fun-knowledge-and.html' title='INTERNET... a world for Fun, Knowledge and Success Opportunities'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110609736640951077</id><published>2005-01-18T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T17:16:06.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAST SECRET OF  FATIMA</title><content type='html'>My cousin, Ate Betty Zolina in Canada send me this in e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent of any creed or Religion, it is better  to be prepared and be in good Terms with GOD, though we never know when  we will be leaving this world &lt;br /&gt;....THE LAST SECRET OF  FATIMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Church has given permission to reveal to the people the  last part of the message. The Blessed Virgin Appeared to three  children in Fatima, Portugal in 1917. This is a proven  fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these children is still alive, her name is Lucia and she  is a Recluse nun and lives in a European monastery. Lucia disclosed  the message for the first time to Pope Pio XXII, who after reading it  sealed and stored it away without making it public. Later John  XXIII read it and in the same manner as his predecessor, kept it out of  public eye because he knew that once revealed, it will bring desperation  and panic to the human kind. Now the time has come and permission  has been granted from Pope John Paul II to reveal it to the children of  God in order not to create panic, but to make people aware of this  important message so everybody can be prepared. The Virgin told Lucia:  "Go my child and tell the world what will come to pass during the years  1950-2005. Men are not practicing the commandments that our Father  has given us. Evil is governing the world and is harvesting hate  and resentment all over. Men will fabricate mortal weapons  that destroy the world in minutes and half of the human race will  be destroyed. The war will begin against Rome and there will be  conflicts&lt;br /&gt;amongst religious orders. "God will allow all natural  phenomenons like smoke, hale,&lt;br /&gt;cold, water, fire, flood, earthquakes,  winds and inclement weather will&lt;br /&gt;slowly batter the planet. These  things will come to pass in the year 2004. Those&lt;br /&gt;who do not  believe, this is the time your beloved mother tells you those  lacking&lt;br /&gt;charity towards others and those who do not love thy neighbour like my beloved Son has loved you all, cannot survive. They will  wish they had died. Millions are imaginable, they will come and  there is no doubt. Our Lord God will punish severely those who do not  believe in Him, those who despise Him and those who did not have time for  Him. I call upon all of you to come to my son Jesus Christ.   God helps the world but all of&lt;br /&gt;those who do not show fidelity and  loyalty will be destroyed. Father Agustin who lives in Fatima  said that Pope Paul VI gave him permission to visit Sister Lucia who  is a recluse nun (she does not leave the monastery nor allowed  to receive any       (visitors). Father Agustin said that she was greatly overwhelmed to receive him and told him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Father,  our Lady is very sad because nobody is interested in her prophecy of  1917, though the righteous are walking through a narrow path, the evil  ones are walking through an ample road that is leading them straight to their destruction. Believe me father, the punishment will come very soon.  Many souls will be lost, many nations will disappear from the earth, but  in the middle of all these, if men reflect, pray and practice  good deeds, the world can be saved. On all of these, if men  persist with its evil, the world will be lost forever. The time has come  for all to pass on the message of our Blessed Lady to their families,  friends and to the entire world. Start praying to make penitence and  catastrophes are near. Due to this, many who were far from the  church will return to the open arms of the Catholic Church. England,  Russia, China, the Jews and Protestants, all will return believing and  Worshipping God our Creator, in his beloved son and in our Blessed Mother  Virgin Mary "WHAT AWAITS US?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere there will be "Peace Talks"  but punishments will come. A MAN IN A VERY IMPORTANT POSITION WILL  BE ASSASSINATED AND THIS WILL PROVOKE THE WAR. A POWERFUL ARMY  WILL DOMINATE ALL THROUGH EUROPE AND THE NUCLEAR WAR WILL  COMMENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This war will destroy everything. Darkness will fall  over us. For 72 (hours three days) and the one third of humanity  that survives this obscurity and sacrifice will commence to live a new  era, they will be good people. In a very cold night, 10 minutes before  midnight, A GREAT QUAKE will shake the earth for 8 hours. This will be the third Signal that God is who governs the earth. The righteous and those who propagate the faith and the message the  Lady of Fatima SHOULD NOT FEAR, DO NOT BE AFRAID. WHAT TO DO?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bow your heads kneel down and ask God for forgiveness because only what is good And is not under the power of evil will survive the  catastrophe. In order for you to prepare and remain alive I will give you the following signs: ANGUISH .......... AND IN  A&lt;br /&gt;SHORT PERIOD THE EARTHQUAKE WILL COMMENCE ..... THE EARTH WILL SHAKE  .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shake will be so violent that it will move the earth 23  degrees then return to its normal position. Then total and absolute  darkness will cover the entire planet .....All evil spirits will be  mingling around and free,doing harm to all those souls that did not want  to listen to this messageand those who did not want to repent. To  the faithful souls, remember to light the blessed candles.   Prepare a Sacred altar with a crucifix in order to communicate with GOD  and implore for his infinite mercy.... All will be dark; IN THE SKY A  GREAT MYSTIC CROSS will appear to remind us the price that his beloved  Son had to pay for our Redemption . In the&lt;br /&gt;house the only thing that  can give light will be the HOLY CANDLES . Once lit nothing will put them  off until the three days of darkness are over. Also you should have  Holy Water that should be sprinkled abundantly on windows and doors. The  Lord will protect the property of the chosen ones. Kneel down before the powerful cross of my Beloved son, pray the Rosary and  after each Hail Mary, you must pray the following "Oh God forgive us  our sins. Preserve us from the fire of hell, take all souls into  Heaven, especially those who are in more need of thy mercy. Blessed Virgin Mary, protect us, we love you, save us and save  the&lt;br /&gt;world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pray 5 Creeds and the rosary which is the secret to  my Immaculate Heart. All those who believe in my words, go and take  the message to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT FEAR FEAR NOTHING is time, those who  keep quiet will be Responsible for all those souls who will perish in  ignorance. All those who pray humbly the Rosary will have the  protection of Heaven and those who are bound to die, I will help them  die in peace and they will be Holy when they enter the other world, I  wish all my children to attend mass every first Friday and every first  Saturday of each month to confess and receive Holy Communion and in  doing so, save the world from TOTAL DESTRUCTION .... WHEN the  earth shakes no more, those who still will not believe in our Lord  will perish in a horrible way. The wind will bring gas and it  will disperse&lt;br /&gt;everywhere then the sun will rise. May be you will  survive this catastrophe. Do not&lt;br /&gt;forget that God's punishment is  Holy and ONCE IT HAS STARTED YOU SHOULD NOT LOOK OUTSIDE, UNDER ANY  CIRCUMSTANCE, GOD DOES NOT WANT ANY OF HIS CHILDREN TO SEE WHEN HE  PUNISHES THE SINNERS . All this encompasses with the writings of the Holy  Scriptures ... Read in the New Testament Lucas 21-5; 121, 12:19,20:  20, 29:33 Letters of St. Paul 3-8-14 Isaiah 40, 1:5:9 You must understand  that God allows all these to happen. The Pope and Bishops are now  awaiting another message that speaks about repentance and  prayer. Remember that God's words are not a threat, but good news.   Please reproduce these pages and send them to all the people that you  know so we all can have the opportunity to repent and be saved. We do not know it those receiving this message believe or not in GOD, but  think, there is a reason for receiving this message! May be, the  Creator is giving us the chance to be saved, no matter what religion or  Creed. It you do not believe in this message atleast send it to  others, it will cost you nothing. To all those receiving it, they  can have the opportunity to judge for themselves. Remember, we can avoid  a great deal if we practice the 10 Commandments that Our Father God has  left us. They are just 10 simple things that if we put into  practice, we can obtain God's pardon. Jesus in you I trust. Our Lady of Guadalupe. Did you know that Vasula Ryden said  something about the towers in NY last September 11, 1991? Christina  Gallagher also said something last September 11, 1999? Something to the  effect that America will be destroyed if they do not turn to  Prayers. And do you remember the fluvial Marian procession  spearheaded by Filipinos, the group of June Keithley, Lydia Sison, etc.  and participated in by many countries was held in NY also last September  11, 1999 for the Lady of all Nations? They are asking for Prayers,  more Prayers, More Rosaries - because for one&lt;br /&gt;thing accordingly, because  of the uncertainty of the times and fear for the worse due to the war  more women (esp in NY) are resorting to abortion and they are being  Helped or encouraged even more. Despite the  prevalence already before, now it has increased due to panic. We  are asked to pray unceasingly for them all. Also, this prayer to  Our Lady of Guadalupe is very fitting. After all, she is the  patroness of America and also of Pro-life. This is a beautiful  prayer. Please do not break this chain... it is miraculous. for  something! Letter to the Virgin of uadalupe "Beautiful Virgin  of Guadalupe, I ask you on behalf of all my brothers and sisters of  the world that you bless us and protect us. Give us proof of your  love and kindness and please receive our prayers. Oh pure Virgin of  Guadalupe, give me, through your Son, forgiveness for my sins,  blessings for my job, cure for my diseases and needs, and all that you  deem necessary, I ask for my family and my country. Oh Saint Mother  of God, do not disdain the pleas we present to you in our  needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Brothers and sisters, I want to impart to you the  presence of&lt;br /&gt;the Virgin of Guadalupe. And that she is miraculous and  is always with us&lt;br /&gt;wherever we go. This letter has the objective to  go around the world&lt;br /&gt;to receive miracles with this beautiful chain.   Try to make 19 copies and&lt;br /&gt;share it during the following ten days and in  return you will receive&lt;br /&gt;a proof from the Virgin no matter how  impossible it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110609736640951077?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110609736640951077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110609736640951077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110609736640951077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110609736640951077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/last-secret-of-fatima.html' title='THE LAST SECRET OF  FATIMA'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110601419850889095</id><published>2005-01-17T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:23:37.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Dos Passos says...</title><content type='html'>Procrastination is the thief of TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out on my &lt;a href=http://www.geocities.com/vic2r4d&gt;Website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Gratitude List 1/18/05&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for: &lt;br /&gt;the joy my two kids are giving me and my wife.&lt;br /&gt;a simple happy home.&lt;br /&gt;a kiss for them before going to work that giving me more energy, all the&lt;br /&gt;vitamins around could not give, for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;a friendly working environment which lessen the pressure/stress while&lt;br /&gt;working.&lt;br /&gt;this another wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110601419850889095?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110601419850889095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110601419850889095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110601419850889095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110601419850889095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/john-dos-passos-says.html' title='John Dos Passos says...'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110594882417526451</id><published>2005-01-16T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T00:00:24.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke, joke, joke!!!</title><content type='html'>Evils Of Alcohol&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father was trying to teach his young son the evils of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He put one worm in a glass of water and another worm in a glass of&lt;br /&gt;whiskey. The worm in the water lived, while the one in the whiskey&lt;br /&gt;curled up and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right, son," asked the father, "what does that show you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Dad, it shows that if you drink alcohol, you will not have&lt;br /&gt;worms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110594882417526451?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110594882417526451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110594882417526451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110594882417526451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110594882417526451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/joke-joke-joke.html' title='Joke, joke, joke!!!'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110592638465911859</id><published>2005-01-16T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:51:27.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Natural and the Supernatural</title><content type='html'>Got to save this here...i like this. It tickles me somehow and nourished me on the matter too. Got this from Peter Shepherd's &lt;a href=http://www.trans4mind.com&gt;newsletter&lt;/a&gt; where I'm a subscriber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=95% border=0 bgcolor="CCCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Natural and the Supernatural&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses, Jesus and a bearded little old man play golf. &lt;br /&gt;Moses takes his club and with an elegant swing sends off the ball. It goes up in the air with a superb parabolic movement and falls directly... into the lake! Moses is not at all disturbed, he raises his club and at this moment the water opens up, leaving him a passage through which to make his next strike. &lt;br /&gt;It is now the turn of Jesus. He takes his club and with perfect panache he sends the ball toward... the lake, where it falls on a large water lily. Unperturbed, Jesus starts to walk over the water to the ball, and from there he makes his next strike. &lt;br /&gt;The little old man takes his club and, with a total lack of style as if he had never played golf in his life, he sends the ball flying off toward a tree. The ball rebounds on the trunk then again on a branch. From there, it falls on the roof of a house, rolls into the gutter, descends the drain-pipe, and falls into the sewer from where it is travels through a channel into... the lake. But after arriving in the lake it rebounds on a stone and bounces finally onto the bank where it stops. A large frog which was sitting just at that place swallows it. And suddenly, in the sky, a sparrow-hawk descends on the frog and grabs it, including of course, the ball. The bird flies above the golf course, and the frog, becoming giddy, ends up vomiting the ball... which falls perfectly in the hole! &lt;br /&gt;Moses turns then to Jesus and says to him: "You know, I just hate playing with your father!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Commentary by Serge Carfantan:&lt;br /&gt;We notice that Moses and Jesus, to manage to place their ball, must make a miracle: to open the waters or to walk on the water. They thus call upon the supernatural to carry out the possible, to place the golf ball. Funnily enough, it is God (the little old man) who - even though he is hopelessly unskilled - manages by a series of coincidences to direct the ball so that it naturally goes where it must go. The least supernatural is God! &lt;br /&gt;That can help us reflect a little. We need the supernatural to believe ("Go! Make us a miracle and we will have the faith!!") and we do not see the extraordinary natural deployment of the miracle of Life. Nature evolves and spreads naturally in a perpetual demonstration, but because it is natural, we do not pay we attention to this process. &lt;br /&gt;Which is the truest viewpoint? To believe in the supernatural, with the mystery of beyond? Or to distinguish in the here-and-now, in nature, the presence of a creative intelligence - to be filled with wonder at that which is only natural? &lt;br /&gt;Site: Philosophie et Spiritualité&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110592638465911859?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110592638465911859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110592638465911859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110592638465911859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110592638465911859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/natural-and-supernatural.html' title='The Natural and the Supernatural'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110576613230302852</id><published>2005-01-14T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:15:32.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Constant Change</title><content type='html'>Hu-hummm!... Couple of days had past and no new posting from me. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've ben busy making little changes with my previuos articles. Additions on the contents and corrections on wrong spelling. Excuse me...just a human making stupid mistakes sometimes. he he :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you noticed? Yes You! I've changed my by blog design from Minima to Harbor eh. Cool di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Change is constantly changing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of changes as long as it is for the better. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110576613230302852?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110576613230302852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110576613230302852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110576613230302852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110576613230302852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/constant-change.html' title='Constant Change'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110559465320181822</id><published>2005-01-12T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T21:44:17.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;PRAY THIS EVEN IF YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE IT!!&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know when GOD is going to bless you!!Good things happen when you least expect them to !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, I thank You for this day. I thank You for my being able to see and to hear this morning. I'm blessed because You are a forgiving God and an understanding God. You have done so much for me and You keep on blessing me. Forgive me this day for everything I have done, said or thought that was not pleasing to you. I ask now for Your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me safe from all danger and harm. Help me to start this day with a new attitude and plenty of gratitude. Let me make the best of each and every day to clear my mind so that I can hear from You. Please broaden my mind that I can accept all things. Let me not whine and whimper over things I have no control over. And it's the best response when I'm pushed beyond my limits. I know that when I can't pray, You listen to &lt;br /&gt;my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to use me to do Your will. Continue to bless me that I may be a blessing to others. Keep me strong that I may help the weak... Keep me uplifted that I may have words of encouragement for others. I pray for those that are lost and can't find their way. I pray for those that are misjudged and misunderstood. I pray for those who don't know You &lt;br /&gt;intimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for those that don't believe. But I thank you that I believe. I believe that God changes people and God changes things. I pray for all my sisters and brothers. For each and every family member in their households.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for peace, love and joy in their homes that they are out of debt and all their needs are met. I pray that every eye that reads this knows there is no problem, circumstance, or situation greater than God. Every battle is in Your hands for You to fight. I pray that these words be received into the hearts of every eye that sees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I love you and I need you, come into my heart, please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110559465320181822?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110559465320181822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110559465320181822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110559465320181822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110559465320181822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/prayer-for-you-and-me.html' title='Prayer for you and me'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110549198543667607</id><published>2005-01-11T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:49:47.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude List 1/12/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;I'm grateful for&lt;/h4&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. looking forward to go to my home town in Batangas on March to celebrate the 2nd birthday of my daugther Farrah and show my 2 kids to my mother for the first time. I'm sure she's gonna shout for joy and teary eyes when she saw her grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;2. my daughter who already recovered from fever.&lt;br /&gt;3. the self-control i had in times my children had annoying tantrums at night when i need some sleep&lt;br /&gt;4. having joy in my heart every morning as i watch my children sleeping calmly...contented;&lt;br /&gt;5. making me smile whenever i saw them smile, sometimes giggle while asleep as if there were playing with an angle. That scene giving me energy and making my morning light and my day complete.&lt;br /&gt;6. having a new learning experience as i facilitated the pre-membership seminar yesterday for my four co-employees interested to join our SCEGA Cooperative where I'm one of the board of directors.&lt;br /&gt;7. a new bright day and positive energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110549198543667607?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110549198543667607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110549198543667607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110549198543667607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110549198543667607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/gratitude-list-11205.html' title='Gratitude List 1/12/05'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110543383125727793</id><published>2005-01-11T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T18:16:07.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas Jefferson once said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Qoute of the Day&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal; nothing on earth can help the man with the wrong mental attitude."- Thomas Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out in &lt;a href=http://www.geocities.com/vic2r4d/tjquotes.html&gt;my website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110543383125727793?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110543383125727793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110543383125727793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110543383125727793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110543383125727793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/thomas-jefferson-once-said.html' title='Thomas Jefferson once said...'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110540540527046407</id><published>2005-01-10T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T17:05:43.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Loves US Beacuase...</title><content type='html'>This article of Jim Rohn had really touch me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why God loves the human race so much. Because he knows that love and compassion to one another he had planted in man's heart will always surfaced and be the source of strength to triump in times of tremendous sufferings caused by unthinkable tragedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Hopes in the Midst of Tragedy?&lt;/h3&gt; by Jim Rohn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsunami. A single word spoken almost in unison by the entire world over recent days. We've all learned it's meaning, it's impact, it's devastation. Tsunami a wave of tragedy, a wave of despair... And yet in the midst, I am struck by something that seems to be ever-present and never-ending wherever and whenever the human race is faced with tragedy. I think it can be summed up in a single, simple phrase... "Hope springs eternal."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What do I mean? Almost immediately springing from the stories of tragedy, we begin to hear of miraculous moments, of kindness, compassion, empathy and of evidence of the resiliency of the human spirit. Let me expound... Much was made about the initial lack of monetary support from the U.S. to help the countries hit by the tsunami. But what has been missing are the reports of hundreds of millions of dollars being sent by individuals, concerted efforts of companies and groups throughout the U.S. and the world. In a moment, the world unites and with one gentle, generous hand reaches out to touch those who have been hurt by this devastation. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kindness is being demonstrated by tens of millions worldwide who see the catastrophe and whose hearts are touched and then act in kindness by sending their money to relief agencies that can make a difference. We even see and hear of people from all over the world packing their bags and heading to the troubled spots to help. Here unusual kindness and compassion springs forth from tragedy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The strength of the human spirit is demonstrated in a profound way when viewed through tragedy. I am amazed when I hear the stories of human triumph that come from this tsunami. Amazing stories of the will to survive and the will to help others survive. Stories that quite literally make your eyes tear up as you watch the images of people who have been faced with the horrific power of nature unleashed, who have faced death and not only overcome, but helped others do the same. In tragedy we see the strength of the human spirit as we face seemingly overwhelming circumstances and odds.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And hope, that eternal flame that refuses to be extinguished. We find that so many times hope is born in or made stronger through tragedy. Without tragedy, would there be a need for hope? I believe one of the miracles we will see is people of all nations banding together to triumph and restore people who have lost so much. In light of all of the war and conflict that rages around the globe, this is one candle that will burn brightly - people of all different backgrounds, races, nationalities, and religions brought together with a common purpose to survive and triumph - all because of tragedy. Ideas for new technology have come and will continue to come from this. Now there will be more focus and funding put toward early warning systems that will make it less likely that this kind of disaster will have such a terrible effect in the future.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Despite the tragedies that occur, we can be touched and inspired by the acts of kindness born out of these circumstances that bond the human race together, show the strength of the human spirit and give hope of better things to come. Although we are never glad when tragedy visits, we can be aware and seize the opportunity to do good in this world, even in the midst of tragedy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, hope springs eternal and the will of the human spirit is a miracle. So as you see images on television or the newspapers in the coming weeks, ask yourself what good can spring from you because of it. And in doing so, you will help others, become better yourself, and fan the flames that keep hope burning with a warmth felt around the world.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do something remarkable!&lt;br /&gt;Jim Rohn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110540540527046407?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110540540527046407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110540540527046407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110540540527046407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110540540527046407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/god-loves-us-beacuase.html' title='God Loves US Beacuase...'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110532319637186643</id><published>2005-01-09T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:04:50.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude List 1/10/05</title><content type='html'>I'm grateful for &lt;br /&gt;1. a wonderful feeling today.&lt;br /&gt;2. an excellent Saturday and Sunday God had shared with me last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;3. an overflowing feeling of joy after we had our monthly PWRDS BOD meeting last Saturday, 1/8/05. My term as PWRDS President was extended until March 2006 by the unanimous desicion of all the board of directors present in the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;4. my fellow officers in PWRDS who's intentions are all for the betterment of the organization.&lt;br /&gt;5. a better replacement i received from a kind sales rep for the deffective hot&amp;cold water dispenser I purchased from him.&lt;br /&gt;6. a beautiful dinning chairs we bought at Sun Gold.&lt;br /&gt;7. a new set-up/arrangement in our dinning area. It gives a lot more space and a nice feeling as we look around.&lt;br /&gt;8. attending for another blessful 1/9/05, Sunday morning mass with my family.&lt;br /&gt;9. a safe trip to Carmen and had a good lunch with my wife's sisters and brother in-laws ( a quality bonding day) as they celebrate a Sinulog fiest in Carmen, Cebu.&lt;br /&gt;10. a safe trip back home from Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;11. a nice afternoon sleep.&lt;br /&gt;12. a little quarel my wife and I had it spice up our relationship, been able to discussed some differences and know each other better.&lt;br /&gt;13. a blog site where a i can post all my dreams, goals, gratitude list, memories of my past, my favorite stories, poems, articles, songs, my daily events, photos amy art works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110532319637186643?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110532319637186643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110532319637186643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110532319637186643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110532319637186643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/gratitude-list-11005.html' title='Gratitude List 1/10/05'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110507580866030298</id><published>2005-01-06T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T01:34:52.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal - First Welding Show in Cebu!</title><content type='html'>Currently I'm the President of the Philippine Welding Research and Development Society based in Cebu. A 5 year old organization and I'm the 3rd President. Accomplishment so far are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Provide its member their Membership ID which the past two presidents didn't able to do.&lt;br /&gt;2. Publication of the Introductory Issue of PWRDS Journal - The Welding Enthusiast Journal(TWEJ)&lt;br /&gt;3. Cleared financial problems.&lt;br /&gt;4. Paid all the organization's debts.&lt;br /&gt;5. Improved Training programs.&lt;br /&gt;6. Provide honorarium to the Board of Directors and Officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal for 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for my last quarter of 2005 as president is to conduct the very first Welding Show in Cebu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welding Show&lt;br /&gt;Membership growth&lt;br /&gt;Industry survey&lt;br /&gt;Employee-Employer Joblink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategies:&lt;br /&gt;1. Information/awareness drive &lt;br /&gt;2. Journal trivia for members&lt;br /&gt;3. Visit Industry companies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110507580866030298?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110507580866030298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110507580866030298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110507580866030298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110507580866030298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/goal-first-welding-show-in-cebu.html' title='Goal - First Welding Show in Cebu!'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110506532805998779</id><published>2005-01-06T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T18:35:28.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream List</title><content type='html'>Here's my dream list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to make a list of my 100 dreams small or big, short term or long term, however i haven't completed my list up to now. I started it last July 2004. Procrastination is my number one foe in completing the list. I still to think at least 49 dreams to add here. From this dreams I will make my goals to achieve this dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. See my Mother meet her Father alive in person.&lt;br /&gt;2. Own a house and lot with an air conditioned office/study room, recording/editing studio, art studio inside and a swimming pool outside.&lt;br /&gt;3. Create my own (internet) business and work for myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. Organize a cooperative for the community that will help the charitable institutions, diffirent churches at the same time improve financial status of the members.&lt;br /&gt;5. Complete my own 100 artworks/masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;6. Earn $1 million in a single year.&lt;br /&gt;7. Give complete education of their own choice for my children.&lt;br /&gt;8. Send all my children in a prestigous/high standard school.&lt;br /&gt;9. Hear my children say that I'm the best father for them.&lt;br /&gt;10. Be a good husband to my wife.&lt;br /&gt;11. Take my family for a vacation in Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;12. Have an energetic and healthy mind and body even at an old age.&lt;br /&gt;13. Get a blackbelt in karate.&lt;br /&gt;14. Have a complete computer and an internet connection in my home.&lt;br /&gt;15. Have a complete painting and drawing parapharnilia.&lt;br /&gt;16. Read my own comics illustration in a comics magazine.&lt;br /&gt;17. Receive an award for my talent and works/achievements.&lt;br /&gt;18. Have a one man show of all my artworks.&lt;br /&gt;19. Live a peaceful and happy life with my family and put God first in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;20. Donate my own blood in the blood bank/red cross every year.&lt;br /&gt;21. Visit my sister and her family in Australia with my family.&lt;br /&gt;22. Drive my own car.&lt;br /&gt;23. Learn the art of public speaking through seminars as a trainor.&lt;br /&gt;24. Experience becoming a DJ in radio.&lt;br /&gt;25. Reach at least managerial position in a company.&lt;br /&gt;26. Create a training module for Quality Control Inspection Course.&lt;br /&gt;28. Complete the "how to" book for WPS preparation.&lt;br /&gt;29. Host a reunion of my relatives in Batangas here in Cebu.&lt;br /&gt;30. Meet Jim Rohn, Brian Tracy and Michael Russel in person.&lt;br /&gt;31. Play golf.&lt;br /&gt;32. Have three to four children (two boys and two girls).&lt;br /&gt;33. Experience to be an actor in theater and movie.&lt;br /&gt;34. Produce a show for children.&lt;br /&gt;35. Travel all over the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;36. Complete an e-book and newsletter for my website.&lt;br /&gt;37. Travel around the world.&lt;br /&gt;38. Save at least $10 million in the bank.&lt;br /&gt;39. Experience to host a TV show.&lt;br /&gt;40. Design a website professionaly and be a recognized webmaster internationally.&lt;br /&gt;41. Meet the president of American Welding Society.&lt;br /&gt;42. Provide a good foundation for Philippine Welding Research and Development Society.&lt;br /&gt;43. Pass a technical standards for welding that shall be used by the construction industry.&lt;br /&gt;44. Give my Mother all the love and caring I could give her.&lt;br /&gt;45. Complete the renovation and extention of our current house.&lt;br /&gt;46. Have a family get together with a friend/s(my wife's or mine) once a month.&lt;br /&gt;47. Get promoted as manager in my job.&lt;br /&gt;48. Financially support my Mother and other relatives(my wife's and mine) in need.&lt;br /&gt;49. Pay all my debt.&lt;br /&gt;50. Be an inspiration to other people.&lt;br /&gt;51. Organize a Biggest Welding Show in Cebu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110506532805998779?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110506532805998779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110506532805998779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110506532805998779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110506532805998779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-dream-list.html' title='My Dream List'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9984996.post-110500450361238979</id><published>2005-01-06T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T01:41:43.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new journey</title><content type='html'>I decided to have a blog as my personal journal and explore some of internets amazing technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to write here all my dreams and life goals for self improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Journal for my life's journey from 2005 onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wish someone who could help and motivate me to fulfill my dreams in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9984996-110500450361238979?l=victorygoals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/feeds/110500450361238979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9984996&amp;postID=110500450361238979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110500450361238979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9984996/posts/default/110500450361238979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://victorygoals.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-journey.html' title='A new journey'/><author><name>Victorio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06972575085279663664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBcGb01QqOo/SekxSA6XgdI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GSCTq_y019g/S220/Father+%26+son+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
