<?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-7073234654615699711</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:35:05.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God&amp;Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NothingIsImpossible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03362136750545361441</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073234654615699711.post-6319764167658788942</id><published>2010-03-08T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:45:54.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buggies</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I need to guard my heart again&lt;br /&gt;can feel the stir churning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also feel alittle annoyed by some people&lt;br /&gt;hmm...just seeing their fb kinda annoyed me...&lt;br /&gt;haha...perhaps i shd untag? so no more disturbances?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wilson is stressed out big time&lt;br /&gt;I know God will take care of him&lt;br /&gt;and everything that bugs me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7073234654615699711-6319764167658788942?l=godnsabrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/feeds/6319764167658788942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/03/buggies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/6319764167658788942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/6319764167658788942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/03/buggies.html' title='buggies'/><author><name>NothingIsImpossible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03362136750545361441</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-7073234654615699711.post-301970881720930165</id><published>2010-03-02T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:11:01.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His chosen plan</title><content type='html'>God has given us a new heart and if our heart says so&lt;br /&gt;we are led by his spirit to choose a path has destined, a perfect path to bless us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desires&lt;br /&gt;The calling&lt;br /&gt;I want to Lord....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7073234654615699711.post-4261032179903408135</id><published>2010-02-24T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:32:46.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song for You</title><content type='html'>I am totally in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;as I know how much I am pardoned&lt;br /&gt;and my relationship with you is not built on a facade&lt;br /&gt; but that I can come as I am,&lt;br /&gt;wearing my heart and my weakness on my sleeves,&lt;br /&gt;and still accepted as the perfect one&lt;br /&gt;because you see Jesus not the flawed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love you because you don't ever judge me for my wrongs&lt;br /&gt;yet you count all my hair lovingly nightly&lt;br /&gt;You dress me in your glory and&lt;br /&gt;empower me with the power of words to declare all I want.&lt;br /&gt;I am bequeathed with all the treasures you store as your blessed child when all I am ,&lt;br /&gt;a mere mortal, created by dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You never rebuke me harshly&lt;br /&gt;You never even punished all I should deserve but take it on your son&lt;br /&gt;You never once forbid me to enjoy all your fruits of success&lt;br /&gt;but from the head to toe&lt;br /&gt;blessings drip incessantly,&lt;br /&gt;undeserved, unmerited favour consumes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I cannot encapsulate my love for you&lt;br /&gt; just as I cannot fully grasp your love for me&lt;br /&gt;You first loved me when I am nothing,&lt;br /&gt;before I could fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;How could it possibly be I be the apple of your eyes&lt;br /&gt; of The Holy God who made everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7073234654615699711-4261032179903408135?l=godnsabrina.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7073234654615699711.post-8181105336511690990</id><published>2010-02-06T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:52:07.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The greatest joy I experience&lt;br /&gt;comes from serving, loving,caring others&lt;br /&gt;and seeing that grin on their cute face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw it on Clarice yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Saw it on Jane's today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's indeed more blessed to be able to give than receive&lt;br /&gt;People get touched by simple gestures which really just points to one thing, what the world cannot give, Christ love, his kingdom people can reflect a segment, just a tip of the ice berg of God's love and what a difference they make. If only, my friends and family know God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make my sis elated tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully....&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I really really enjoy giving!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7073234654615699711-8181105336511690990?l=godnsabrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/feeds/8181105336511690990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/greatest-joy-i-experience-comes-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/8181105336511690990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/8181105336511690990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/greatest-joy-i-experience-comes-from.html' title=''/><author><name>NothingIsImpossible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03362136750545361441</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-7073234654615699711.post-555466003710562849</id><published>2010-02-03T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:08:49.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pea</title><content type='html'>Got my antidote of books from borders yesterday, I had to,it makes my otherwise humdrum life more variegated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the light hearted ones with humour, romance element in it instead of the o-so-sombre kind or philo kind. I just aint no philo person, I really know myself well, no matter how hard I attempt to be more philo, I get utterly bored by it. I mean how do those books make you relax, they make you rack your brain too much and I have a pea sized one. I want it more enjoyable because reading is supposed to bring you immense pleasure...so I reckon I shall stick to the in your face kind. This just seemed to further prove the point that I am a simple woman, with simple dreams and a simple mind. I hate complexity in whatever form, be in in life or in books. Complexity and issues make me feel sick and wana just run and hide under my blankets. I reckoned that my entire approach to life has always been like this: run and hide when I cannot deal with the overwhelming complexities of issues life has thrown me. Perhaps justifying also why I end as a teacher, with more inclination towards children who are the least complex mortal beings on this universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know as adults, you have to deal with things that come but somehow I feel inadequate to deal with them they make me extremely tensed up and I just feel like I am not equipped with the problem solving chip. GOSH! I am envious of people who naturally is endowed with this gift of analysing, solving problem chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I don't know how I ended up gibbering so much on this, was supposed to be a short entry but ended up being so verbosely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling too euphoric either. Not knowing why either makes you feel worst.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am missing out something but I don't know why I feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bev said something about tetonic shifts , I hate that I like the shifts. Somehow I think it rubbed on me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I wrote your name in my heart and yes, it will stay"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7073234654615699711-555466003710562849?l=godnsabrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/feeds/555466003710562849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/pea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/555466003710562849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/555466003710562849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/pea.html' title='Pea'/><author><name>NothingIsImpossible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03362136750545361441</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-7073234654615699711.post-5712131371204070422</id><published>2010-02-02T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:31:03.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP</title><content type='html'>GOSH GOSH GOSH&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I ALWAYS FEEL INSECURE ABOUT FRIENDSHIPS...&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A LAMER THING TO BE PARANOID ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD BE PARANOID ABOUT OTHER STUFF, GUESS THIS ONE REALLY BUGS ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I THINK FB IS A KILLER,&lt;br /&gt;MAJOR KILLER, THE SPYING, THE TRACKING, THE SHOULD NOT SEE PICTURES AND MESSAGES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS MORNING FELT GROGGY, SICKLY, AND A FEELING THAT EVERYTHING WILL GO WRONG. AND YES I FLARE AT MY STUDENT TODAY. HMM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LORD, GUARD MY HEART FOR ME LAH...I CANNO GUARD MINE, ITS A TANGLED MESS OF SHIT WHICH UNTANGLES, TANGLES, UN TANGLES, TANGLES AND NOW IT HAS SO MANY KNOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANA JUST DIVE INTO BOOKS WHENEVER I FEEL UPSET, BOOKS MAKE ME ESCAPE REALITY, MAKE ME LOSE MYSELF AND FORGET MY INSECURITIES, WORRIES ANXIETIES AND MAKE ME PRETEND I AM SONEONE SELF EVEN FOR A WHILE. AND YES, ALL BOOKS HAVE BLISSFUL ENDINGS FOR THE PROTAGANIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES I WONDER IF I AM SO ANNOYING SO PEOPLE START AVOIDING ME LIKE PESTS.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7073234654615699711-5712131371204070422?l=godnsabrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/feeds/5712131371204070422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/5712131371204070422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/5712131371204070422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/crap.html' title='CRAP'/><author><name>NothingIsImpossible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03362136750545361441</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-7073234654615699711.post-2937270827578195800</id><published>2010-02-02T07:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:14:30.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUARD MY STUPID HEART</title><content type='html'>I need to mediate more on his words...&lt;br /&gt;so fast my heart's in turmoil again&lt;br /&gt;Why is it soo blooody difficult to guard your heart?&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7073234654615699711-2937270827578195800?l=godnsabrina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/feeds/2937270827578195800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/guard-my-stupid-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/2937270827578195800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7073234654615699711/posts/default/2937270827578195800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://godnsabrina.blogspot.com/2010/02/guard-my-stupid-heart.html' title='GUARD MY STUPID HEART'/><author><name>NothingIsImpossible</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03362136750545361441</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>
