<?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-5716474822829048744</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:31:15.733-08:00</updated><category term='achievement'/><category term='divine connections'/><category term='blog action day'/><category term='organizations'/><category term='bible verses'/><category term='cite profs'/><category term='falls'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='amazing places'/><category term='college'/><category term='blog action day 2009'/><category term='today&apos;s blog action day and tomorrow&apos;s steps on climate change'/><category term='climate change'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>My Linked Pieces</title><subtitle type='html'>A depot of my unleashed thoughts and amazing desires of my heart. Dreams do come true. Don't ever give up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716474822829048744.post-6821997093130487126</id><published>2009-10-15T02:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T04:43:12.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog action day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='today&apos;s blog action day and tomorrow&apos;s steps on climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog action day 2009'/><title type='text'>Tropical Storm Ondoy Aftermath, Today's Blog Action Day and Tomorrow's Step on Climate Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Stb9Wpqvx0I/AAAAAAAAABs/oPf5rSKd6ug/s1600-h/PIC_4628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Stb9Wpqvx0I/AAAAAAAAABs/oPf5rSKd6ug/s320/PIC_4628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392776169406842690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few days after the tropical storm Ondoy hit our place, I visited nearby areas and observed the damages it brought. And one of the many things that caught my attention was the muddy handprint and handwritten "HELP". The person who did this must be trapped by the 5ft  floodwater. I couldn't imagine what he suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently another storm, Pepeng hit the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the two devastating typhoons become the highlights of climate change in the world's top stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This call for HELP symbolizes not only the victims of the said typhoons  rather a wake up call for all of us to protect our environment, help resolve global crisis and combat climate change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge of the bloggers who joined this &lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org/"&gt;Blog Action Day&lt;/a&gt;, the proper action of our wise leaders, and our very own intelligent steps can make a difference... make our world really a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-6821997093130487126?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6821997093130487126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=6821997093130487126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/6821997093130487126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/6821997093130487126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2009/10/tropical-storm-ondoy-aftermath-todays.html' title='Tropical Storm Ondoy Aftermath, Today&apos;s Blog Action Day and Tomorrow&apos;s Step on Climate Change'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Stb9Wpqvx0I/AAAAAAAAABs/oPf5rSKd6ug/s72-c/PIC_4628.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716474822829048744.post-4026553677222352608</id><published>2009-08-12T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:48:03.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organizations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achievement'/><title type='text'>Google Surprise For Me No. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/SoMa_lxj7eI/AAAAAAAAABU/F7fXrxuyamY/s1600-h/best+student.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/SoMa_lxj7eI/AAAAAAAAABU/F7fXrxuyamY/s320/best+student.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369164860529831394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tried to key in my name on Google, one of the results is linked to www.scribd.com/, an online news publication site.  I wondered why, so I  checked on it.  And there I  found the scribe of my Alma Mater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that,  much to my surprise, there I  found the article published when our CITE (College of Information Technology Education) entry for best student research got the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just like to make some clarifications on the information published &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I don't mean any harm on the publisher since it was published a few years ago)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of our research study was, "Effectiveness of My Interactive Teacher".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it happened that I, Edith Abalos and Dennis Crisostomo, were the presentors of the team so the award was given to us. But the whole My I.Teacher Team together with our adviser, Ms. Elsa Isip and CITE, deserved the credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I found another article that put me in astonishment and gave me pride. I will post it next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;resources&lt;br /&gt;site: http://www.scribd.com/doc/9480121/Voice-Ish44?__cache_revision=1231652476&amp;amp;__user_id=-1&amp;amp;enable_docview_caching=1&lt;br /&gt;article: TIP Voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-4026553677222352608?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4026553677222352608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=4026553677222352608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/4026553677222352608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/4026553677222352608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2009/08/google-surprise-for-me-no-1.html' title='Google Surprise For Me No. 1'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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/_5DiQdiOun1E/SoMa_lxj7eI/AAAAAAAAABU/F7fXrxuyamY/s72-c/best+student.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716474822829048744.post-3195328413875384162</id><published>2009-08-03T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:00:41.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy! A quick 6 mins post.</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Ate Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy. Every moment spent with you is a treasure. Whether personally or just via chat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an awesome friend, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, He sent you to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful friendship we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are I wish you and your family peace and joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder why your parents named you Joy. Simply because you bring JOY. Not only to your home but also for others home (the heart!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the affirmation that you bring joy. Just what you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk we just had still sinks into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this happy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! Mwuaaah hugggggs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-3195328413875384162?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3195328413875384162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=3195328413875384162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/3195328413875384162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/3195328413875384162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-quick-6-mins-post.html' title='Happy! A quick 6 mins post.'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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-5716474822829048744.post-8891570169852961352</id><published>2009-07-29T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:38:54.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so happy today!</title><content type='html'>I'm not in good mood, the reason why? Secret! I don't want to indulge myself into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just shift my thoughts to better things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-8891570169852961352?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8891570169852961352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=8891570169852961352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/8891570169852961352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/8891570169852961352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-so-happy-today.html' title='Not so happy today!'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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-5716474822829048744.post-8262495804535202221</id><published>2009-07-28T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T12:57:48.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible verses'/><title type='text'>Don't Despise The Days of Small Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Sm9Ow2xLtPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NQfLEFnScdw/s1600-h/c0inbank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Sm9Ow2xLtPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NQfLEFnScdw/s320/c0inbank.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363592282464040178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Though your beginning was small, your latter end will greatly increase" (Job 8:7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I bought this small jar, I didn't know or even thought that I would keep my coins here. I just wanted to have it displayed on my bedboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, there were times that I just let those coins, that seem invaluable to me, scattered in my room.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Those amount of money seemed small to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't know what came into my mind that I put my excess and heavy coins (in any amount) in there. I just continued shooting my excess penny there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till such time, my niece asked me for a penny that she needed. I noticed that coin jar and realized the value of it. It took time for me to collect an even amount of money in that jar that could provide a simple need.  From one, two, three coins... I collected a greater amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing with other aspects in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I graduated in college and started working, I patiently waited for my growth. I have sowed things that has been helpful for me until now. There were times that I thought my job was hard and I could not pursue it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I keep working and I didn't give up despite that thought. I continued learning, extending time in the office, reading resources, asking advice and researching and doing everything that I could possibly do to be better at work. It includes hardwork, patience and stretching my critical thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is one of the wisest decisions I ever made in life.   Thanks for the people who taught me, believed in me and pushed me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never lost the desire to be in that career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I realized that the seeds I sowed since I started working make me better. Things get easy. I learned a lot and I have to learn even more.  The things that I love to do at this very time is a good foundation that I'm laying for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we stop learning, we stop growing. When we stop growing, we stop living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5716474822829048744-8262495804535202221?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8262495804535202221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=8262495804535202221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/8262495804535202221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/8262495804535202221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-despise-small-beginnings.html' title='Don&apos;t Despise The Days of Small Beginnings'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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/_5DiQdiOun1E/Sm9Ow2xLtPI/AAAAAAAAAAc/NQfLEFnScdw/s72-c/c0inbank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716474822829048744.post-2516403914453781556</id><published>2009-07-26T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:32:17.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cite profs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falls'/><title type='text'>Amazing Tappiyah Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/SmwlvYh1M0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pTwl_g6QIbg/s1600-h/tapiyah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/SmwlvYh1M0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pTwl_g6QIbg/s320/tapiyah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362702752259846978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Though I have been to this amazing place, "Tappiyah Falls" in Banawe for about 2 years ago, I know it's never too late to blog this.                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seven hours of crossing 7 mountains (no joke!) in Batad, finally we got to the destination. The team (CITE profs + 1 exceptional alumna haha) were very tired, especially I, myself had my knees and legs aching. But when we reached the wonderful&lt;br /&gt;falls, our pains turned only to a transcending joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really a wonderful creature from God. The falls is surrounded by the mountains. Wow! Super! Cool, fresh air, hikers' laugh, chirping birds, the sound of the falling water, the noise of the swimmers... These are just some of the incredible things that I encountered in this place. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Tappiyah Falls is one of the most unforgettable, happiest, tiring and blessed days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Smwl-Pk9w4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/uqXCT0QQsrA/s1600-h/tapiyah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5DiQdiOun1E/Smwl-Pk9w4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/uqXCT0QQsrA/s320/tapiyah1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362703007555109762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned? Don't give up... Think of the reward that you are going to receive if you just stayed faithful on your journey pressing toward the target goal. It may be tough, but take heart, you can pass it, you won't get into a trial that you can't bare and God won't give you a desire if you don't have the ability. Smile and go for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-2516403914453781556?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2516403914453781556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=2516403914453781556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/2516403914453781556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/2516403914453781556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2009/07/amazing-tappiyah-falls.html' title='Amazing Tappiyah Falls'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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/_5DiQdiOun1E/SmwlvYh1M0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/pTwl_g6QIbg/s72-c/tapiyah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5716474822829048744.post-4590642270534044123</id><published>2008-11-14T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:49:05.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Answered Prayer</title><content type='html'>This morning, after taking a shower I looked at my cellphone and whew, I had 3 missed calls. The calls were from my sister. I wondered why she was calling. I dressed up. Suddenly, I heard my cellphone ringing. It was my sister again, I answered it, with a slow and low voice she said that we have a problem concerned with our brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was caught in trouble last night. My pulse rate raised, I was nervous and was so worried. I told the situation to my mama, brother and sister. That time, I had to go for work. I left them and they talked about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not an easy challenge for the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, I already left, all I could do was to pray. Staying in faith and with the encouragement from a friend, I believe God is already solving the problem, He is mighty to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon at around 3:30, I texted my other sister about what's already going on in there. Praise God, my brother is already at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this situation, I was far from my loved ones, but I know I'm still close to God, closer than I think. He is a good God, He answered my prayer on the very early time I didn't expect. Thanks to our God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-4590642270534044123?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4590642270534044123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=4590642270534044123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/4590642270534044123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/4590642270534044123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2008/11/answered-prayer.html' title='An Answered Prayer'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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-5716474822829048744.post-1939751846140299970</id><published>2008-11-12T01:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:51:13.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow Your Heart</title><content type='html'>The past knocks on, the present is confusing, the future is vague. I feel lost, going crazy, stressed... because of lovelife. I didn't expect that this is happening to me. My heart is full of different desires. I'm still trembled. Until now, I haven't made any decision in the relationship I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God sees all these encounters. I know He's helping me thru my good friends. I already heard their sides, they had similar advise for me. And I think I would do that on the right time, when the situations calms down, when my mind is at peace, when God says "It's time my child". It is a hard thing for me to do. But it's the right thing that I must do because it will just cause too much pain in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do the desires of my heart, then happiness will follow I know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-1939751846140299970?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1939751846140299970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=1939751846140299970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/1939751846140299970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/1939751846140299970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2008/11/follow-your-heart.html' title='Follow Your Heart'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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-5716474822829048744.post-2830858195716514547</id><published>2008-11-12T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:51:38.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine connections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Divine Connections...</title><content type='html'>There was a problem that was really mind-boggling. I needed to release it, I texted my friends who I thought would help me. I was kinda disappointed of my other friends because I didn't expect that I wouldn't receive any reply from them. I felt that they had abandoned me on that time of dire need. Yet, I still understood, maybe they were busy or with others who were much more in need than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minute later, I received an unexpected text. From a good friend, we cannot see each other often but I think, that was God's way. Then, I partly told her how was I feeling that time. It comforted me to hear her words of advise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank God I got another message. I felt hopeful that my problem will be solved. We had a sincere exchanged of texts. It was getting too late at night and we decided to continue the talk the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning of November 11, 2008, we chatted and it took almost an hour to say what I wanted to say, to express my feelings, to release the heavy pain in my heart. I love the way she responded. It was clear, very detailed and I felt really good inside. Her words helped me a lot to have a guiding points before making the decision. This is the start of settling the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we felt lost and abandoned, we don't know where to go. The good news is God has already landed up the people we need in order for us to grow.  God has made divine connections. we may not possibly notice it, but they will come at the right time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-2830858195716514547?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2830858195716514547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=2830858195716514547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/2830858195716514547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/2830858195716514547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2008/11/divine-connections-talk-with-good.html' title='Divine Connections...'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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-5716474822829048744.post-8516503359727284422</id><published>2008-10-30T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:52:16.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All This Time...</title><content type='html'>I guess this is the right time to have this online journal. This is a good depot for every momentous second of my life. Releasing and sharing my thoughts is a very interesting thing for me. Learning from others and making others learn from me is another. Touching other people's heart, inspiring them with my experiences, sharing my faith, being a living testimony for God's greatness and Jesus' all loving kindness is a blessing indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this piece of site on the net can reach many people and make them realize that life is a very precious gift. Our life is short, don't make it shorter. Live for the glory of God and joy and blessing in your life will follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5716474822829048744-8516503359727284422?l=mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8516503359727284422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5716474822829048744&amp;postID=8516503359727284422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/8516503359727284422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5716474822829048744/posts/default/8516503359727284422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylinkedpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-time.html' title='All This Time...'/><author><name>Edith Abalos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15566461048693560031</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>
