<?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-1465004301149186593</id><updated>2011-10-27T08:35:19.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Less</title><subtitle type='html'>My life as His work in progress.
My life as my utmost for His Highest.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5019614942196957541</id><published>2011-01-28T10:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:03:15.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A second chance</title><content type='html'>It came as a surprise on a normal afternoon. I knew that afternoon will be spent for jogging.&lt;br /&gt;I changed into my running clothes and waited for him to fetch me in U.P.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to walk (as always) while I wanted to run. So we walked. Walked and walked.&lt;br /&gt;On our way back to the parking area, he knelt down. I even said, "bakit mo tatangalin ang shoes mo? May dumi ba. Ang daming tao."&lt;br /&gt;He said: "Will you marry me?" And put the ring on the right finger on my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;I said: "What?" No....No...Di na kailangan d...(pushing him and the ring back).&lt;br /&gt;I smiled. Wow. Thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that this comes as a very rare proposal. No one does a second proposal.&lt;br /&gt;And with this as the second, the answer will and always will be a YES:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-5019614942196957541?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5019614942196957541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5019614942196957541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5019614942196957541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5019614942196957541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2011/01/second-chance.html' title='A second chance'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6913233943487265152</id><published>2010-12-21T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T09:46:51.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checked for 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TRDoB9AAUQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4CcdTKgeK-U/s1600/165115_169171579786911_146364355400967_289227_2161965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TRDoB9AAUQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4CcdTKgeK-U/s320/165115_169171579786911_146364355400967_289227_2161965_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553193460799918338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals for 2010 is to finish a 10k marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Last November 28, I was able to complete the kaRUNungan 10 k Marathon in Ortigas. &lt;br /&gt;I thank God for this experience. It was fun to run alongside my friend and pacer, Ate Lu. Likewise, running together with&lt;br /&gt;fellow running enthusiasts (Gin and Teacher Tina), proved to be very encouraging, as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, nothing is too impossible when you set your heart into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6913233943487265152?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6913233943487265152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6913233943487265152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6913233943487265152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6913233943487265152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/12/checked-for-2010.html' title='Checked for 2010'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TRDoB9AAUQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/4CcdTKgeK-U/s72-c/165115_169171579786911_146364355400967_289227_2161965_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-811842019164561679</id><published>2010-11-09T09:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:20:25.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In God's hands</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TNmGfZWF-5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/2DwuSuGeB3o/s1600/Image0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TNmGfZWF-5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/2DwuSuGeB3o/s320/Image0121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537605090766355346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the last picture that I took a few months back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I cried over it a few times. But hearing such comforting words from loved ones and just gaining encouragement from the Lord, I have learned that nothing is under my control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord gives and He takes away. There is always something good beneath all of this and beyond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to see the bigger picture. Slowly, I am understanding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I am learning that my commitment to my future husband is what truly matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be greater losses in the future. More daunting than these. How do I react to these things when they come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is a bonus from you, Lord. I must admit that we get easily blown off by material things, by things that shine. Yet, they fade away too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have gotten too focused on the planning, that I have forgotten what matters the most- that God controls everything. He is the ultimate planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this was a good pause. It was the perfect time to think through things, to reflect, and to see what truly is important in our relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everything, give thanks to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-811842019164561679?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/811842019164561679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=811842019164561679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/811842019164561679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/811842019164561679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-gods-hands.html' title='In God&apos;s hands'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TNmGfZWF-5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/2DwuSuGeB3o/s72-c/Image0121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2396619617021420242</id><published>2010-09-23T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:09:40.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The biggest surprise of my life..:)</title><content type='html'>Mike: (hands a book entitled: P book, a personalized book) Open it and answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya: Huh? Why? Okay. This is cute. Aww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike: Let's shake our glass (after seeing Tanya read the last page).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya: (shakes her glass quietly). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike: Shake it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya: (eyes lit up after hearing a "ting" sound inside the glass). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike: (takes the ring and places it on Tanya's left ring finger).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya: Whattt?? (cries, cries, and cries) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike: (raises his placard) Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya: Yes (with an overflow of tears)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said Yes...:)&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still overwhelmed...:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-2396619617021420242?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2396619617021420242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2396619617021420242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2396619617021420242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2396619617021420242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/09/biggest-surprise-of-my-life.html' title='The biggest surprise of my life..:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8476358722520811150</id><published>2010-09-14T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T10:39:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi:)</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TI-y_DuCeFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Idl3ktM-u6A/s1600/tumblr_l8g3kjQyKQ1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TI-y_DuCeFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Idl3ktM-u6A/s320/tumblr_l8g3kjQyKQ1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516824864952055890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See you this friday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8476358722520811150?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8476358722520811150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8476358722520811150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8476358722520811150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8476358722520811150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi.html' title='Hi:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TI-y_DuCeFI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Idl3ktM-u6A/s72-c/tumblr_l8g3kjQyKQ1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3691863188538319819</id><published>2010-09-10T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:41:01.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite song:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="width: 240px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font: normal normal bold 13px/normal 'Trebuchet MS'; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of my favorite love songs...:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 240px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font: normal normal bold 13px/normal 'Trebuchet MS'; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 240px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font: normal normal bold 13px/normal 'Trebuchet MS'; display: inline; "&gt;Earth, Wind &amp;amp; Fire&lt;br /&gt;The Right Time lyrics&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 240px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font: normal normal bold 13px/normal 'Trebuchet MS'; display: inline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, 'dejavu sans', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(82, 82, 82); line-height: 19px; "&gt;I'll give you love, I'll open up&lt;br /&gt;My heart to you, girl&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're the one, I've waited for&lt;br /&gt;Baby, all of my life... it's you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm ready, I'm ready, baby, can't you see)&lt;br /&gt;And this time, it's the right time, baby...for love&lt;br /&gt;It's the right time, lady, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;And this time, it's the right time, baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's the right time, honey, to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, girl, that I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Ain't goin no where, this time&lt;br /&gt;Won't hesitate, cause love don't wait&lt;br /&gt;For anyone, not anyone...no, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in every man's life&lt;br /&gt;He opens his eyes and then he realizes true love&lt;br /&gt;Baby, this time I'll give my all to you&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's the right time for love&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyricsDiv" align="left" style="visibility: hidden; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span id="lyrics" style="visibility: visible; height: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="lyricsDiv" align="left" style="visibility: hidden; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span id="lyrics" style="visibility: visible; height: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, 'dejavu sans', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(82, 82, 82); line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, 'dejavu sans', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#525252;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I was looking over the internet for an mp3 version of this song but after much research, I was only successful in finding a you tube link. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, 'dejavu sans', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#525252;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, 'dejavu sans', arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#525252;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVb6BVnUhGs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, 'dejavu sans', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; 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href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/09/favorite-song.html' title='Favorite song:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-24669907393648587</id><published>2010-08-05T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:37:05.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See you in a little while...;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TFr2liHPg2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7ojbNE4fdk4/s1600/n1322705565_178964_3098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TFr2liHPg2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7ojbNE4fdk4/s320/n1322705565_178964_3098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501981019459257186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you in a little while...:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-24669907393648587?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/24669907393648587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=24669907393648587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/24669907393648587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/24669907393648587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/08/see-you-in-little-while.html' title='See you in a little while...;)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TFr2liHPg2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/7ojbNE4fdk4/s72-c/n1322705565_178964_3098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-605442808258497366</id><published>2010-08-05T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T10:34:11.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A cause to pause...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Never pray for an easier life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pray to be a stronger person&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never pray for tasks equal to your power&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pray for power equal to your tasks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Then doing your work will be no miracle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You will be the miracle"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Phillips B, Streams in The Desert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-605442808258497366?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/605442808258497366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=605442808258497366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/605442808258497366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/605442808258497366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/08/cause-to-pause.html' title='A cause to pause...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6248540212642375333</id><published>2010-06-24T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:32:40.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A milestone for 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TCOkXJnwiEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/boDDpUGZyQ0/s1600/37252_1435136793080_1072747668_31293295_5671876_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TCOkXJnwiEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/boDDpUGZyQ0/s320/37252_1435136793080_1072747668_31293295_5671876_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486409488694020162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was something that I never expected to happen in this lifetime.&lt;div&gt;It was always a dream to drive my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for your provision and for your blessing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May I bless others through this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited for road trips to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-6248540212642375333?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6248540212642375333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6248540212642375333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6248540212642375333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6248540212642375333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/06/milestone-for-2010.html' title='A milestone for 2010.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/TCOkXJnwiEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/boDDpUGZyQ0/s72-c/37252_1435136793080_1072747668_31293295_5671876_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7965827940610760039</id><published>2010-06-05T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:33:02.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing my second home</title><content type='html'>When you ask me if I miss America, I would probably answer you with a No if you asked me a few months ago or probably last year.&lt;div&gt;Ask me now, and my answer would be a Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why the sudden shift?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was looking through my pictures of my L.A. adventure as a student and it makes me miss everyone there all the more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't believe that it's been a year since I last arrived here in Manila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-7965827940610760039?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7965827940610760039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3926161844805651316</id><published>2010-06-05T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:30:33.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stay home</title><content type='html'>It was a restful Saturday night. &lt;div&gt;It's very rare that I get to stay home on the weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this week, I chose to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I needed time to just rest, to relax, and to get some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long and challenging week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working as an research assistant for a dissertation defense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and adjusting to a new work- put them altogether in a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it leaves you floating from one day to another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amidst everything, I find joy in what I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My discipler reminded me yesterday afternoon that this is the season of your life that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you need to embrace. She said, you will miss this when you get married or when you get old. You wouldn't want to look back and tell yourself, "what if...what if..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always tell others that not everyone has the privilege to be in the field that she enjoys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I count everything as a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for you have placed me in an arena where I come alive, where I can smile and say, this is what I was born for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3926161844805651316?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3926161844805651316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3926161844805651316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3926161844805651316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3926161844805651316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-missing-my-second-home.html' title='stay home'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-4223289340816311733</id><published>2010-06-03T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:35:50.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>From dust you came and to dust you shall return...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is like a mist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till we see each other, Lola Vi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-4223289340816311733?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/4223289340816311733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=4223289340816311733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4223289340816311733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4223289340816311733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8358418948071425168</id><published>2010-05-31T09:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:47:28.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how long, Lord?</title><content type='html'>One year?&lt;div&gt;Two years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your will, not mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You brought me to this place. You know what my heart desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your know what I needed. You know what's best for me, at present, and for the years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like home to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8358418948071425168?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8358418948071425168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8358418948071425168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8358418948071425168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8358418948071425168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/05/how-long-lord.html' title='how long, Lord?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3313328197452662593</id><published>2010-05-26T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:47:43.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the best advice I've received...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Focus on the work but keep your heart pure."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think this is the mind set when one joins the University. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3313328197452662593?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3313328197452662593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3313328197452662593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3313328197452662593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3313328197452662593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-of-best-advice-ive-received.html' title='One of the best advice I&apos;ve received...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-1277092566461773117</id><published>2010-05-19T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:16:25.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family is a blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_QN2dL7v3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/XYfUQ4j_hZE/s1600/CIMG5262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_QN2dL7v3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/XYfUQ4j_hZE/s320/CIMG5262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473014676360773490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ne of those many mansions in Rhode Island, NY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I thank the Lord for another opportunity to spend a vacation with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The last time I traveled to Hong Kong was 4 years ago. Even though my family would often go there these past years,  I was always left behind since I was living in the U.S for quite some time. I have such fond memories of this city- good food, shopping and long walks. A perfect fit for what our family truly enjoys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I grow older each year, I look back and realize that in this life, apart from a personal relationship with the Lord, what truly matters to me is my family. I am grateful that the Lord continues to bless us, to sustain us and to keep us together amidst the changing times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am looking forward to a fun, fun, fun, three-day vacation. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. Even though this is a vacation, I opted to bring some of my paperwork. Haha:) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1465004301149186593-1277092566461773117?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/1277092566461773117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=1277092566461773117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1277092566461773117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1277092566461773117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/05/family-is-blessing.html' title='Family is a blessing'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_QN2dL7v3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/XYfUQ4j_hZE/s72-c/CIMG5262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8065756761777231554</id><published>2010-05-16T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T20:32:02.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greater Things, Great Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_C34QsdEWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/G2QOc-4_ugQ/s1600/tumblr_l04brgPmBv1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_C34QsdEWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/G2QOc-4_ugQ/s320/tumblr_l04brgPmBv1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472075724437131618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know that preparation is the key to everything.  I am hoping for two things to happen in the coming months. &lt;div&gt;First, to enjoy His will for me in the environment where He has placed me. Slowly, I am understanding His will for my life, not totally but slowly. There is this peace and joy when I think about this school year and what lies ahead of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, to train for the 10 k marathon. I've been running the 5k for almost 2 years now and I know that it's time to take the next level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Challenges are good every now and then. It expands your horizon. It enriches yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It enlarges your vision. It molds your character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Lord for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-8065756761777231554?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8065756761777231554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8065756761777231554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8065756761777231554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8065756761777231554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/05/greater-things-great-expectations.html' title='Greater Things, Great Expectations'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_C34QsdEWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/G2QOc-4_ugQ/s72-c/tumblr_l04brgPmBv1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3546937428823201207</id><published>2010-05-16T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T09:46:37.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of idealism...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_Af_wUkuZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PUNICW68O5Y/s320/solo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471908727418567058" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have planned my life to the last detail...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But the funny thing about &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;answered prayer is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they come to you in unexpected ways...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_AhILIndSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BRz88_pxJFM/s320/30573_391783629086_682604086_4183416_7166263_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471909971566753058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can I plan on forever when I never planned you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isaiah 33: 6 "He shall be the stability of 'our' times" :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To you, thanks for everything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We only just begun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3546937428823201207?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3546937428823201207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3546937428823201207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3546937428823201207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3546937428823201207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/05/of-idealism.html' title='Of idealism...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S_Af_wUkuZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/PUNICW68O5Y/s72-c/solo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7049261941929101738</id><published>2010-04-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T07:40:20.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S9WlroYvTbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/A7YeXsceHz0/s1600/tumblr_l05p59GYyr1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S9WlroYvTbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/A7YeXsceHz0/s320/tumblr_l05p59GYyr1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464455891878104498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach, we shall meet again in 3 days...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-7049261941929101738?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7049261941929101738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7049261941929101738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7049261941929101738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7049261941929101738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-this.html' title='I need this'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S9WlroYvTbI/AAAAAAAAAHM/A7YeXsceHz0/s72-c/tumblr_l05p59GYyr1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8360118168728119022</id><published>2010-04-20T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:11:56.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And He rested...</title><content type='html'>If God took time out in a day to rest, then it is just fitting that man should do likewise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past days have been challenging-both physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had too many commitments-both at work and outside work, that I hardly had time to just pause and find rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the fact that I had an upcoming board exam (LET), which really stressed me out. Why? I didn't have the time to study. I only had a day or two to go through the reviewer. I would at times wake up at 2 am to read through some of the reviewer and then rest for about an hour again before I head to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time that I took an exam wherein I wasn't prepared at all. I simply relied on my stock knowledge, the tips from friends, and most importantly, on God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of this all? I saw myself in the doctor's clinic the day after, seeking advise as to how to deal with the terrible stiff neck. Doctor's advice: Medications and therapy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most excruciating pain I have experienced in my entire life. I can't even have the words to explain the kind of numbness that I felt. I literally cannot move my head. I can only look straight. Talking, walking and doing the normal routines took a lot of effort. I felt helpless. I was fidgety at first. How can I rest when I have tons of paperwork to attend to? Lord, do you really want me to rest? I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only He could answer me at that time, I know He would. It was very obvious that He wanted me to take my mind off work and to just rest. Rest, Rest and Rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, thank you for a cause to pause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I badly needed this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8360118168728119022?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8360118168728119022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8360118168728119022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8360118168728119022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8360118168728119022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-he-rested.html' title='And He rested...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3877817422342673065</id><published>2010-04-08T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:59:48.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to my favorite person in the world!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God for you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy your day!!! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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Birthday!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6925009453991706094</id><published>2010-03-31T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:00:43.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In awe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are so Good to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You heal my broken heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are my Father in Heaven,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are so Good to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You heal my broken Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are my Father in Heaven...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are Beautiful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My sweet, sweet, song&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are my Jesus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;who loves me...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For your grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for your gentle pat every now and then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for your sweet rebuke and reminders..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For your faithfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that is new every morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6925009453991706094?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6925009453991706094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6925009453991706094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6925009453991706094'/><link rel='self' 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pours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, I don't know how I will manage to do everything in 2 months but I trust you fully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need to believe and move forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take that risk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simply, trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-5494005481379009762?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5494005481379009762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8310724023215640758</id><published>2010-03-16T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:30:31.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>timetable</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;For my thoughts are not your thoughts nor my ways your ways...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So true, Lord. Hands down. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your words never fail.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am in awe of how you have shown me that my plans are not at all final. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your plans are still the best.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tsk, tsk. I thought number 3 would go before number 4...but then you rearranged them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Number 4, then number 3, then number 1. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Haha. I am still overwhelmed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm slowly seeing the big picture...one step at a time..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8310724023215640758?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8310724023215640758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8310724023215640758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8310724023215640758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8310724023215640758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/03/timetable.html' title='timetable'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7879653826555946092</id><published>2010-03-14T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T11:06:13.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S50jkF2nSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8cI7Z4pffNo/s1600-h/tumblr_kyi97f63SV1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S50jkF2nSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8cI7Z4pffNo/s320/tumblr_kyi97f63SV1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448550227141675346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear God,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I continue to wonder how men and women can be totally different yet still complement each other.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just want to thank you for every lesson learned and for every new discoveries that reveal how I am no way closer to how You model true love. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nevertheless, I  have realized that life is never meant to be lived alone. You have always wanted it to be enjoyed fully with someone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, who am I that I deserve someone who is drawing me closer and closer to your heart? :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't deserve it but thank you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tanya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7879653826555946092?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7879653826555946092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7879653826555946092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7879653826555946092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7879653826555946092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/03/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S50jkF2nSVI/AAAAAAAAAG8/8cI7Z4pffNo/s72-c/tumblr_kyi97f63SV1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3232912610850481647</id><published>2010-02-28T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:13:18.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dearest God,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The past months have been an incredible journey with you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would never exchange those moments with any other experience.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have felt how it is to fully trust You with certain things in my life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may not totally understand how you have written down your plans for me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;or how you have orchestrated things and will weave them altogether in the future,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yet, I am most proud of how you have changed my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have taught me how to pray not for what I want, instead for what you want.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is joy. Unexplainable joy. Peace. Peace that passeth all understanding.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;God, I am waiting. I am trusting you with all of my heart. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tanya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3232912610850481647?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3232912610850481647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3232912610850481647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3232912610850481647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3232912610850481647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/speak-to-my-heart.html' title='A message to God'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5191391751628285865</id><published>2010-02-19T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T09:38:01.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 days of love</title><content type='html'>Our Bible Study group began the journey of discovering God's heart for relationships.&lt;br /&gt;The 40 days of Love takes us to a deeper understanding of the relationship principles of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;We will look closely into the Scriptures to find out the life of Jesus, for indeed, He is the ultimate model for relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 6 weeks, our small group committed to learning about Love.&lt;br /&gt;For the next 6 weeks, we agreed to meeting every Friday late afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Love matters most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I don't live a life of love, nothing I &lt;/span&gt;SAY &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't live a life of love, nothing I &lt;/span&gt;KNOW &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't live a life of love, nothing I &lt;/span&gt;BELIEVE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't live a life of love, nothing I &lt;/span&gt;GIVE &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't live a life of love, nothing &lt;/span&gt;I ACCOMPLISH &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13: 1 "If I speak in human or angelic tongues, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Our small group is composed of UP Campus Crusade for Christ (UP CCC) alumni, who are presently taking their masters in U.P. We thank God for Ate Ellen's guidance in our small group*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-5191391751628285865?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5191391751628285865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5191391751628285865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5191391751628285865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5191391751628285865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/40-days-of-love.html' title='40 days of love'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6764856673058374970</id><published>2010-02-15T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:48:20.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>discernment.</title><content type='html'>The Christian song goes, "Lord have your way in me..." I always play that song whenever I need to be reminded that God is the ultimate planner of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day. I had my panel interview this morning. I would like to believe that I did my best. Although, my heart was beating so fast while I was on my way. I was smiling all throughout the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later this afternoon while driving home, I received a phone call from another possible employer. I never expected I would even pass through the first screening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, wherever you want. I'll follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6764856673058374970?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6764856673058374970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6764856673058374970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6764856673058374970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6764856673058374970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/discernment.html' title='discernment.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3589832137501324610</id><published>2010-02-08T21:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:33:53.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>journal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S3DxYXwcoyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rlEEQKjwBWs/s1600-h/6Q5ZO209zokz14vb5iPVOttZo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S3DxYXwcoyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rlEEQKjwBWs/s320/6Q5ZO209zokz14vb5iPVOttZo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436110151232561954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do keep a journal. It is where I write down my dreams. I write down anything and everything I wish for and that I long for. Last year, I wrote down my wish list in terms of my professional career. I enumerated things that I want to accomplish and eventually experience as an early childhood educator. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember writing down wish # _________. The other day, I went back and read it again. I scratched my head, wondering how in the world that could happen. tsk. tsk. I pondered and told myself, maybe in time, maybe in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I received a call the other day. That call meant fulfilling that particular wish. God, what are you trying to tell me, now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You win, Lord. Not my time table. I never expected that wish would ever be granted that soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was humbled. I was reminded that my goal in life is not to gain comfort in this world, rather, it is to serve others in order to glorify God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;William Glasser wrote, "We learn...10% of what we read, 20% of what we hear, 30% of what we see, 50% of what we hear and see, 70% of what we discuss with others, 80% of what we experience, 95% of what we teach other". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always believed that the measure of your knowledge and expertise in the field lies in how well you are able to teach it to others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wish granted. An opportunity given once. Should I grab it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. I am going for it. Thank you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You sure know what's best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1465004301149186593-3589832137501324610?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3589832137501324610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3589832137501324610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3589832137501324610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3589832137501324610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/journal.html' title='journal.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S3DxYXwcoyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/rlEEQKjwBWs/s72-c/6Q5ZO209zokz14vb5iPVOttZo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-1929362587535289482</id><published>2010-02-08T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:28:39.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay Lord..:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div id="quote" style="font-style: italic; font-size: 20px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch to see where God is working and join Him there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Experiencing God series&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Don’t lose your focus, anticipate your future, activate your faith then pursue your dreams."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Doctor Tawandia Smith-Daniel (via &lt;a href="http://eunichick.tumblr.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "&gt;eunichick&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-1929362587535289482?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/1929362587535289482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=1929362587535289482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1929362587535289482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1929362587535289482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay-lord.html' title='okay Lord..:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-4435791061182581028</id><published>2010-02-07T21:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:34:03.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A step of faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S2-haGOLqCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/svx-55AMKGM/s1600-h/tumblr_kugolmFd101qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S2-haGOLqCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/svx-55AMKGM/s320/tumblr_kugolmFd101qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435740744978245666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd like to share what a friend and counselor told me when I was seeking his advice on my professional goals,  he said,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I'm so glad and delighted for you tanya.  keep listening to your heart.  sabi nga ng isang "friend" ko, God's will resides in the deepest desires of our heart.  i really believe that.  and i know He opened this door for you at the right time.  i think you know what to do now...you just need reassurance.  dont fret.  God gave you freedom of choice tanya.  live in that freedom and enjoy!  follow your heart because that's where God speaks. He'll take care of the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Thanks Brother J. Thank you for always inspiring us, to pursue things that make us come alive. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-4435791061182581028?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/4435791061182581028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=4435791061182581028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4435791061182581028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4435791061182581028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/step-of-faith.html' title='A step of faith.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S2-haGOLqCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/svx-55AMKGM/s72-c/tumblr_kugolmFd101qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7495705371855232979</id><published>2010-02-06T00:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:06:03.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching the top is like finishing the race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reaching the top of the mountain is like finishing a marathon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is priceless. It is momentous.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is hard work yet it is all worth it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S20irux347I/AAAAAAAAAGk/xFRFEwm2GoI/s1600-h/tumblr_kw7ll9KmUk1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S20irux347I/AAAAAAAAAGk/xFRFEwm2GoI/s320/tumblr_kw7ll9KmUk1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435038459992990642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7495705371855232979?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7495705371855232979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7495705371855232979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7495705371855232979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7495705371855232979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/02/reaching-top-is-like-finishing-race.html' title='Reaching the top is like finishing the race'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S20irux347I/AAAAAAAAAGk/xFRFEwm2GoI/s72-c/tumblr_kw7ll9KmUk1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7397756106855471456</id><published>2010-01-31T08:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T08:53:52.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a child-like faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ask&lt;/span&gt; and you shall &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;receive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seek&lt;/span&gt; and you shall &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knock&lt;/span&gt; and the door will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;opened&lt;/span&gt; to you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I asked you for something.&lt;br /&gt;May your will be done&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7397756106855471456?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7397756106855471456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7397756106855471456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7397756106855471456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7397756106855471456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/01/child-like-faith.html' title='a child-like faith'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2014105240206591398</id><published>2010-01-25T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T04:48:42.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Best:)</title><content type='html'>Running has been a craze in Manila. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad that Filipinos are gaining such interest in the sport. I've always encouraged my friends to try running, jogging and walking ever since I got hooked into it. It's fun and challenging at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm joining my 5th race on February 7, my second marathon for this new year. I'm looking forward to the Condura Run, not just because I want to beat my personal best last Sunday but because it's my first run with my highschool barkada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who would really thought that we would end up joining a marathon, when all we do is eat, laugh, laugh and eat...hahaha:) I can't wait to behold our pictures for this kada event hahaha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-2014105240206591398?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2014105240206591398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2014105240206591398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2014105240206591398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2014105240206591398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/01/personal-best.html' title='Personal Best:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-1499528517760786414</id><published>2010-01-24T06:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T06:03:09.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>run, run, run:)</title><content type='html'>Joined my first 5k for this year:) My 3rd race since 2008.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 2 weeks time, my barkada is running together in our first kada marathon! Go, condura! haha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times call for a better and healthy lifestyle:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bible said, This is not our body. God owns it. So we better take good care of it:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-1499528517760786414?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/1499528517760786414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=1499528517760786414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1499528517760786414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1499528517760786414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/01/run-run-run.html' title='run, run, run:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-1072302024279275113</id><published>2010-01-21T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T06:01:03.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise, surprise:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are we human or are we dancers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Giving surprises. I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oops, it ended in a different note. I was surprised, instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had to change plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flexibility. I'm learning it hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-1072302024279275113?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/1072302024279275113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=1072302024279275113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1072302024279275113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1072302024279275113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/01/surprise-surprise.html' title='surprise, surprise:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2012442449432720313</id><published>2010-01-07T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T08:27:39.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beauty of waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S0YLYKAAJxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/emHoI9ivbiI/s1600-h/woman+praying+silhoutte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S0YLYKAAJxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/emHoI9ivbiI/s320/woman+praying+silhoutte.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424035310843471634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waiting is actually loving You more and more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is also realizing how God designed a woman to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting is being captivating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-2012442449432720313?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2012442449432720313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2012442449432720313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2012442449432720313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2012442449432720313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2010/01/beauty-of-waiting.html' title='the beauty of waiting'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/S0YLYKAAJxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/emHoI9ivbiI/s72-c/woman+praying+silhoutte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-1874901862615403457</id><published>2009-12-14T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:55:06.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZt1tF_SMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oD1qTpv5mig/s1600-h/100_4693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZt1tF_SMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oD1qTpv5mig/s320/100_4693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415136371364808898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZtEvZFxYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/o-BAiGjgMiU/s1600-h/000_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZtEvZFxYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/o-BAiGjgMiU/s320/000_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415135530168206722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsu-EBFnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QDgnYVmhtWU/s1600-h/DSC07352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsu-EBFnI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QDgnYVmhtWU/s320/DSC07352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415135156149229170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsf42KEyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ae7ePErkc9c/s1600-h/DSC02995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsf42KEyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ae7ePErkc9c/s320/DSC02995.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415134897050882850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsTzI9UsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/dWzYo-BT8MI/s320/n609990239_2682120_6422531.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415134689360696002" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsDQlvMwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/olBlhLDKPpg/s1600-h/P5090745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZsDQlvMwI/AAAAAAAAAFo/olBlhLDKPpg/s320/P5090745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415134405208257282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-1874901862615403457?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/1874901862615403457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=1874901862615403457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1874901862615403457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1874901862615403457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-miss.html' title='I miss...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZt1tF_SMI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/oD1qTpv5mig/s72-c/100_4693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7255776220812444539</id><published>2009-12-14T08:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:41:27.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The in-between..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZqPeEqy3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3OPnIZy0k94/s1600-h/P5070503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZqPeEqy3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3OPnIZy0k94/s320/P5070503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415132415962827634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Divinubo Island, Samar 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Always leave room for the 'God space' so that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after you have done all you possibly can,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God has room to work"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZp4dLhbnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/X0H5wijIZT4/s320/P5070531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415132020586147442" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7255776220812444539?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7255776220812444539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7255776220812444539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7255776220812444539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7255776220812444539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/12/space.html' title='The in-between..'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SyZqPeEqy3I/AAAAAAAAAFg/3OPnIZy0k94/s72-c/P5070503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2298107630476239146</id><published>2009-12-04T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:23:59.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While I'm waiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SxlezCYKibI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a8cYNVZ4PmM/s1600-h/4211_100840508160_729963160_1984804_4029658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SxlezCYKibI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a8cYNVZ4PmM/s320/4211_100840508160_729963160_1984804_4029658_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411460658166925746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;While I'm w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiting&lt;br /&gt;John Wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fireproof Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve you while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Such a timely song during these times. Truly, The Lord is sovereign. He knows the perfect timing in everything. A couple months ago, I was questioning Him as to why and how my plans weren't falling into place. He was simply, silent. I insisted on what I desired and what I thought He desired for me. I sought Him. He was simply quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It wasn't until a recent calamity which finally opened my mind to why He was silent all throughout these months. A delay was His way of saying, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you. I care for you. I want to protect you&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;I was just in awe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why, Lord, I asked&lt;/span&gt;? Why? For someone who was impatient, who wanted her own timing, who thought that her plans were unchangeable...Still, you chose to keep me safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stopped asking why. Every now and then, I would think about the what ifs and the what could have been. Yet every time, I always go back to that same thought of how wide and how deep your love is for your child.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Lord you continue to amaze me with your character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very clear that you are teaching me the value of patience, of utmost trust and of surrender to your will. I am slowly learning to grasp what it means to let you be the author of my life story.&lt;br /&gt;I am understanding how you at times, intentionally do not reveal immediately your plans so I would get to appreciate each and everyday of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Lord. I surrender to your call. Now I know how it feels to yield your heart to His call.&lt;br /&gt;I feel a sense of relief as I finally let go of that key. I know that He will unlock it in the proper time, when I am most ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting because I believe that You know what is best for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting because I trust that You will give me the desires of my heart as I desire you first.&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting because You are worth waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-2298107630476239146?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2298107630476239146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2298107630476239146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2298107630476239146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2298107630476239146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/12/while-im-waiting.html' title='While I&apos;m waiting...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SxlezCYKibI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/a8cYNVZ4PmM/s72-c/4211_100840508160_729963160_1984804_4029658_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2836562665722034700</id><published>2009-12-03T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T04:13:13.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My first team relay race with my friends and co-teachers, Teacher Jill and Teacher Tessa.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sxep7x---4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/b4CJile6xtU/s320/100_8414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410980321803828098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Race and Shine Marathon,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fort Bonifacio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We joined this team race for fun. We started jogging around UP after our preschool class and then when I read upon this upcoming race, I invited them. They were both excited. We didn't have enough time to train together but they both practiced around UP for a week. While I trained in the multi-level parking lot near our house.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the day of the marathon, we each had to run 1k around Bonifacio Highstreet. Teacher Tessa went first, then Teacher Jill and then I went last. What kept us motivated was the mere sight of children running against us! (talagang hindi kami papatalo! hahaha). Yes, we finished the race in less than 30 minutes! Thank you Lord. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Congrats to my teammates. For first timers, they did incredibly well!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1465004301149186593-2836562665722034700?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2836562665722034700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2836562665722034700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2836562665722034700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2836562665722034700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-to-back.html' title='Back to Back'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sxep7x---4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/b4CJile6xtU/s72-c/100_8414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-375794430218361338</id><published>2009-12-01T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:17:34.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stillness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Commit your way to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;and He will establish your plans&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 16:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SxXN-P5bctI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7LmYHGJ__UY/s1600-h/13344_233930935608_730765608_4711693_7982060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SxXN-P5bctI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7LmYHGJ__UY/s320/13344_233930935608_730765608_4711693_7982060_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410456996658508498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beauty of being still in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;The assurance that He knows what's best for you.&lt;br /&gt;When you heart is truly at rest, that's stillness at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easier to direct your own paths, to take in control of your life.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, at the end of the day, it gets too tiring,  it just simply, gets too much.&lt;br /&gt;The choice of letting go and letting God lead the journey still proves to be the better option,&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, at the end of the day, it gives a calming reassurance and peace&lt;br /&gt;that passeth all understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for a cause to pause.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making me still in your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for gladness in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-375794430218361338?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/375794430218361338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=375794430218361338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/375794430218361338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/375794430218361338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/12/stillness.html' title='Stillness'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SxXN-P5bctI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7LmYHGJ__UY/s72-c/13344_233930935608_730765608_4711693_7982060_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6644810757994637557</id><published>2009-11-19T06:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T07:09:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A year of definition</title><content type='html'>This comes as a late birthday post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend sent me a long message for my birthday and one of the most striking points she mentioned was that, she is praying not just for discovery but definition in all aspects of my life. I was smiling while I was reading through her letter. It was the same thing that I wrote early on in my journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my 26th year, I asked God specifically for definition in the path that He has chosen for me. It means, a growing vision and desire in the things that make me come alive. I pray that I would never lose the focus in learning more about my field and how I could be of service in what I love to do. Likewise, I believe that I have come to such a phase where it is now my time to share more to others-whether it be time, knowledge, experiences, resources or even a simple friendship, because truly, God has blessed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I can't really think of any in specific. I feel that God has given me so much, even those that I never even asked for. Sometimes, I am just in awe of how He has molded me year after year with all those life experiences and opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am realizing that as more years are added to your life, you come to a point when you simply thank God for another chance to be in this world, to enjoy great relationships, and to live out your life's purpose. Another birthday is just another bonus from God. Another year is experiencing His grace, firsthand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thank God for individuals He has placed in life, who continuously encourage me and inspire me to live out His wonderful design for me. I thank God every time I remember them. You know who you are. Thank you for sharing this journey with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my prayer that every year, I would live out what the Psalmist wrote in Psalm 92:14 "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They will still bear fruit in old age, they will stay fresh and green." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6644810757994637557?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6644810757994637557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6644810757994637557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6644810757994637557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6644810757994637557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/11/year-of-definition.html' title='A year of definition'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2019063894069896599</id><published>2009-10-29T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:02:49.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three and counting...:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumDXBSVnkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Rcrrn2tuqBU/s1600-h/100_8311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumDXBSVnkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Rcrrn2tuqBU/s320/100_8311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397990059885829698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waiting for the sunset...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumDW9cl_SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dV3QH-Z-6l0/s1600-h/100_8296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumDW9cl_SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dV3QH-Z-6l0/s320/100_8296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397990058855103778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoying the beauty of life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumCyKMNGpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YGwtrg2pPo4/s1600-h/100_8317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumCyKMNGpI/AAAAAAAAAEo/YGwtrg2pPo4/s320/100_8317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397989426620865170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are much more fun when shared with someone..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our 3rd year, I thank you God for your guidance and faithfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am just in awe of how you continue to mold us through these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for giving me someone who can lead me and love me well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1465004301149186593-2019063894069896599?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2019063894069896599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2019063894069896599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2019063894069896599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2019063894069896599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/10/three-and-counting.html' title='Three and counting...:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SumDXBSVnkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Rcrrn2tuqBU/s72-c/100_8311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-1169002854097489765</id><published>2009-10-21T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:01:29.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding alternatives...</title><content type='html'>I miss running. Biking either on the stationary bike or around the village is incomparable with the thrill of running. Since our sports complex is closed due to the recent deluge in Marikina, I haven't ran for the past three weeks. I can't even go to UP since we don't have an extra car that I could use. Well, I thought of other alternatives so that I could get some form of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, I tried out the multi-level parking lot in a nearby mall. I used to walk and jog here with my dad and his friends every morning. I walked all the way from our house going there and then back. I walked all the way up then jogged down. I felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I challenged myself to run all the way up to the fourth floor. Wow, it felt even better:) The cool breeze was perfect for today's run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times like these, we need to be resourceful in order to stay healthy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/St_KPa69DfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jxafweLoV4o/s1600-h/imwiramp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/St_KPa69DfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jxafweLoV4o/s320/imwiramp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395253244886584818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-1169002854097489765?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/1169002854097489765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=1169002854097489765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1169002854097489765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/1169002854097489765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/10/finding-alternatives.html' title='Finding alternatives...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/St_KPa69DfI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jxafweLoV4o/s72-c/imwiramp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7270331946683127728</id><published>2009-10-18T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T08:04:24.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Readiness</title><content type='html'>Lord, I pray for wisdom and focus for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the way that I should go:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7270331946683127728?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7270331946683127728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7270331946683127728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7270331946683127728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7270331946683127728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/10/readiness.html' title='Readiness'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8923797004429357558</id><published>2009-10-08T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:00:26.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In his heart, a man plans his course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but the Lord determines his steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 16:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Ss4ahdKupaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_dNsXHwBUZA/s1600-h/LA1672-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Ss4ahdKupaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_dNsXHwBUZA/s320/LA1672-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390274966076695970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drives. He molds. He gives. He leads. He loves.&lt;br /&gt;The Driver. The Potter. The Giver. The Leader. The Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I: the passenger, the clay, the receiver, the follower, the daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8923797004429357558?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8923797004429357558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8923797004429357558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8923797004429357558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8923797004429357558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Ss4ahdKupaI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_dNsXHwBUZA/s72-c/LA1672-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6458110985289974834</id><published>2009-09-23T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:42:01.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Run...</title><content type='html'>My last marathon was April of this year. I'm looking forward to another one this Sunday. My third one. It has almost been a year since I first challenged myself to try out running. A year after, I'm still continuously challenging myself to lengthen my distances and to build on my endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about running that draws me to it. Probably because it was running that kept me "sane" and "healthy" all throughout my grad school experience apart from my personal walk with God and close relationships. Memories of running after working all day on my thesis or taking a long stride uphill so I could take time out from LA's fast-paced life are just some of these great moments. All of these are but memories that have deepened my love for this sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, I have encouraged friends, family and loved-ones to try it out. Running and joining marathons are a different thing yet if you are the type of person who loves challenges and who enjoys taking risks every now and then, then why not try it out. At least, once in your life, you did something outside your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and join me as I run. :) It will be all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New Balance Power Run on Sunday, September 27 @ Fort. 5:00 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have nothing to do after work on Tuesdays, my co-teachers/friends and I have started running around the UP acad oval in the afternoon. (before 5:30 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are within Marikina area, I run in Marikina Sports Center MWF and as long as it is not raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6458110985289974834?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6458110985289974834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6458110985289974834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6458110985289974834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6458110985289974834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-run.html' title='Power Run...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7646677305284229390</id><published>2009-09-21T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:56:28.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just not yet....</title><content type='html'>Last Friday night, I received a surprise message from an organization. They invited me for an interview on Tuesday. I was overwhelmed. It has always been one of my dreams to work for them. I actually listed in my life long dream list....# 21. to work for _______. I remember sending my resume two years ago and then last June. I simply tried it out, knowing that it would be very impossible to get a post in their organization.&lt;br /&gt;What a surprise, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little while, I will let them know that I will not be available for the interview. Why? Why let go of an opportunity to work for my dream job? Why now? I know in my heart that God has prepared me for something else. This job is not meant for me yet, for now.&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, my heart desires something else. A good friend said, "maybe when the timing is right, I could apply there again...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True. My heart rejoices in God's surprises. Thank you for letting me experience the excitement even for just a split second. My heart jumps in glee for He teaches me the beauty in waiting for His timing. But more importantly, my heart rests in the thought that He does not withhold His plans for me and He slowly reveals it to me, day by day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7646677305284229390?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7646677305284229390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7646677305284229390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7646677305284229390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7646677305284229390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-not-yet.html' title='Just not yet....'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8624732799059981471</id><published>2009-09-21T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:42:09.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra..Extra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the new day begins &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(66, 122, 78); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, Geneva, Swiss, SunSans-Regular;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lord, Your mercies are new again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How my heart overflows with thanks to my King &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the night closes in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm so grateful You are my Friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You said that You'd never leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and Lord I believe -- Lord, I believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All your promises are true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will lift up my eyes to You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For You're all that I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And by faith I receive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the wonderful things You will do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All your promises are true; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will lift up my eyes to You. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When my heart starts to fail, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lord, Your strength will prevail, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And all You have said You will do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your promises are true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Shannon Wexelberg, "All your Promises are True"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you Lord for today. Another holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I so badly needed this extra day to just relax and to be still in your goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8624732799059981471?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8624732799059981471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8624732799059981471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8624732799059981471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8624732799059981471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/09/extraextra.html' title='Extra..Extra!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5223860599883068149</id><published>2009-09-14T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T08:28:11.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At 5:00 A.M.</title><content type='html'>The past days, I have been waking up quite earlier than the usual time.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like that my body clock begins at 5:00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;I love early mornings.&lt;br /&gt;Where everyone is still asleep. No text messages. No calls. No noise.&lt;br /&gt;Complete silence.&lt;br /&gt;I like waking up early. I would normally take a peek outside our lanai and just check on the weather for today. I like feeling the morning dew and the cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that adding an extra hour to my schedule changes the pacing of my day.&lt;br /&gt;I badly need this extra hour to spend more time with the Lord and to prepare myself for the challenges that today will bring.&lt;br /&gt;Readiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5:00 a.m, day in and day out, I always realize the goodness of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;The reality that His faithfulness is new every morning.&lt;br /&gt;Another life He gives graciously and lovingly for a purpose that He only knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my dearest God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall meet you at 5:00 A.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-5223860599883068149?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5223860599883068149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5223860599883068149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5223860599883068149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5223860599883068149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/09/at-500-am.html' title='At 5:00 A.M.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3089395311640829332</id><published>2009-09-07T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:57:32.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking by Faith and not by Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trusting even when it appears you have been forsaken;&lt;br /&gt;praying when it seems your words are simply entering a vast expanse&lt;br /&gt;when no one hears and no voice answers;&lt;br /&gt;believing that God's love is complete and that He is aware of your circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;even when your world seems to grind on as if setting its own direction and not&lt;br /&gt;caring for life or moving one inch in response to your petition;&lt;br /&gt;discerning only what God's hands have planned for you,&lt;br /&gt;waiting patiently while seemingly starving to death...&lt;br /&gt;"this is the victory that has overcome the world,"; this is&lt;br /&gt;genuine faith indeed&lt;br /&gt;-George MacDonald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, it's not about Me, after all. It is about You.&lt;br /&gt;It is only by your Grace and Love  that you heed our requests and reach out to us.&lt;br /&gt;Not on any other grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In his heart, a man plan his course but the Lord determines his step" (Proverbs 16:9).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3089395311640829332?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3089395311640829332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3089395311640829332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3089395311640829332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3089395311640829332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/09/walking-by-faith-and-not-by-sight.html' title='Walking by Faith and not by Sight'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8895656247067899973</id><published>2009-08-25T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:48:56.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Education outside the box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Traveler, there is no road.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The road is made as one walks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Antonio Machada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Among the many other principles that my parents instilled in us, it would have to be exploring and discovering the world that made such a huge impact in my life. We are blessed for opportunities to learn about other countries not just through books or stories but through real life experiences. Thank you to my dearest Mama and Papa for taking us to awesome adventures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Studying and living abroad has enabled me to look at the world with the third lens. It has given me such an excitement to know more about other cultures but more importantly, to appreciate my very own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I came back to the Philippines a few months ago, I told myself that it would take me a long time before I would leave this country again. Homesick, perhaps, but there is really something about home that draws you to it. Some friends have invited me for a quick vacation outside the country but I instead suggested that it would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; be more worthwhile to tour the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, I wanted to take a break from traveling. In the past two years, I have lived a commuter life. A fast-paced one, day in and day out. I took the public transportation to anywhere that my feet would take me- to school, to work, to adventures. Tiring most of the time, but they were outstanding experiences. And so, I have postponed any vacation for next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently, my timeline didn't work out the way I planned it out. Thanks to PAL for their frequent flyer deals. I learned that I need to avail of my miles before they all expire. So, in a month's time, I will be going on a vacation to a country that I have always wanted to visit. Perhaps, it's because of my heritage or maybe, it's just simply, my love for their food and (Jet Li) haha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Truly, Once a traveler, always a traveler. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SpPgxX2MTiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4D19Mo1hpt4/s320/IMG-1325.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373885919202659874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1465004301149186593-8895656247067899973?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8895656247067899973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8895656247067899973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8895656247067899973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8895656247067899973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/08/education-outside-box.html' title='Education outside the box'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SpPgxX2MTiI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/4D19Mo1hpt4/s72-c/IMG-1325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3958506528315596004</id><published>2009-08-23T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T06:57:51.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day by Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SpFKgK9VMzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YMqjTKqKRc0/s1600-h/P5070531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SpFKgK9VMzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YMqjTKqKRc0/s320/P5070531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373157746987578162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of my favorite hymns, written by Karolina Sandell-Berg in 1865&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day by Day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day by day, and with each passing moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strength I find, to meet my trials here;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He Whose heart is kind beyond all measure&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gives unto each day what He deems best—&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly, its part of pain and pleasure,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mingling toil with peace and rest.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, the Lord Himself is near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a special mercy for each hour;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All my cares He fain would bear, and cheer me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Whose Name is Counselor and Pow’r.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The protection of His child and treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is a charge that on Himself He laid;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This the pledge to me He made.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song was inspired by 2 Corinthians 4:16, "Therefore we do not lose heart.  Though outwardly, we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3958506528315596004?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3958506528315596004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3958506528315596004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3958506528315596004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3958506528315596004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-by-day.html' title='Day by Day'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SpFKgK9VMzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YMqjTKqKRc0/s72-c/P5070531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8028716310399247501</id><published>2009-08-14T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:19:18.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's passion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SoWi6otP1oI/AAAAAAAAAD4/brduj_R9Wng/s1600-h/P5070503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SoWi6otP1oI/AAAAAAAAAD4/brduj_R9Wng/s320/P5070503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369877258952496770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Borongan, Samar 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apart from working with children, one of the things that I could probably do for the rest of my life is to be a researcher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was a picture of  my first out-of-town trip as a documentor for a non-government organization. With my good friend, spearheading the early childhood education arm of that organization, she invited me and another friend to fly to Samar to facilitate a training for Day Care workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team was composed of the consultant and two facilitators (one coming from Pangasinan and my friend). As a documentor, I had to take note of eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rything that happened throughout the training. This also meant bringing the laptop (which I borrowed from my cousin's and mind you, it was so heavy) wherever we went (whether we were taking that bumpy jeepney ride to another barrio or touring this quiet yet captivating province.&lt;br /&gt;We went wherever my dearest friend would take us-from the nearby plaza to the remote island in Samar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think about that trip and look through our pictures, I am always reminded that I met great people, who with the meager resources available to them, still find a way to make teaching Filipino children a meaningful experience. It was an ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;venture that stirred in me the love for my own country and the challenge of transforming lives- one child at a time, one parent at a time, one teacher at a time, no matter how impossible it seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will always be one of those trips that assured me that I could go beyond my comfort zone at least once in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It paved the way for me to discover my other life's passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SoWnoFol-pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2pznlcGEMD0/s1600-h/P5070521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SoWnoFol-pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/2pznlcGEMD0/s320/P5070521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369882437858228882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. Special thanks to Teacher MCA for inspiring me to be a life-long researcher. I first met T. MCA in U.P. where we collaborated together for a preschool outreach project. I then worked for T. MCA as her research assistant. She then became my thesis adviser, prayer partner and mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8028716310399247501?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8028716310399247501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8028716310399247501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8028716310399247501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8028716310399247501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/08/unforgettable-adventure.html' title='Life&apos;s passion.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SoWi6otP1oI/AAAAAAAAAD4/brduj_R9Wng/s72-c/P5070503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-4631982666501836953</id><published>2009-08-13T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:35:13.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deeper.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deeper you get, the sweeter His grace&lt;br /&gt;-John MacArthur during his sermon on&lt;br /&gt;"Blessed are the poor in Spirit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beggar. We see their hands wide open on a lonely street. We see them very persistent&lt;br /&gt; just so they could grab a coin from us or some of our leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;We avoid them. We run away from them. We pity them.&lt;br /&gt;But never do we admire their attitude of patience, of intense persistence and utmost&lt;br /&gt;optimism that they will survive for now, for a day.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how and where they derive their willpower to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John MacArthur likened the poor in Spirit to a beggar. He points out that a person who is poor in Spirit is someone who thinks less of himself, who is in constant wonder of blessings in his life, who recognizes that everything happening to him is because of God's grace and love for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly believe that we tend to forget. Just one blow of circumstance or difficulty, we shrink. Just one unfavorable situation, we lose sight of God's faithful track record in our lives. I easily forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for these gentle thugs in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Simple yet life-changing reminders.&lt;br /&gt;Truly, as one digs deeper into his soul,&lt;br /&gt;he begins to realize the wonder of being alive in this unpredictable and challenging times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-4631982666501836953?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/4631982666501836953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=4631982666501836953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4631982666501836953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4631982666501836953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/08/deeper.html' title='Deeper.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5808944274466454111</id><published>2009-08-03T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:58:39.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dash!</title><content type='html'>I miss my running buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SncW4Oo-F6I/AAAAAAAAADw/FrZHwISO5Vs/s1600-h/n609990239_2682120_6422531.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/_mqfbscTdxOM/SncW4Oo-F6I/AAAAAAAAADw/FrZHwISO5Vs/s320/n609990239_2682120_6422531.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365782636293658530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Glendale Downtown Dash Marathon 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we all run again...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-5808944274466454111?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5808944274466454111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5808944274466454111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5808944274466454111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5808944274466454111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/08/dash.html' title='Dash!'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SncW4Oo-F6I/AAAAAAAAADw/FrZHwISO5Vs/s72-c/n609990239_2682120_6422531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3330191712790817635</id><published>2009-07-29T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:55:01.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A step of faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SnEZinha09I/AAAAAAAAADg/S2A-FjmgfGo/s1600-h/4498_99708112936_523297936_1786229_7247120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SnEZinha09I/AAAAAAAAADg/S2A-FjmgfGo/s320/4498_99708112936_523297936_1786229_7247120_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364096713690371026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I know the plans that I have for you,&lt;br /&gt;declares the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;plans to prosper you and not to harm you,&lt;br /&gt;plans to give you hope and a future.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me,&lt;br /&gt;and I will listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;You will seek me and find me when you seek me&lt;br /&gt;with all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I will be found by you&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3330191712790817635?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3330191712790817635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3330191712790817635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3330191712790817635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3330191712790817635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/07/step-of-faith.html' title='A step of faith.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SnEZinha09I/AAAAAAAAADg/S2A-FjmgfGo/s72-c/4498_99708112936_523297936_1786229_7247120_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7163347183537251671</id><published>2009-07-28T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:45:01.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I love:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sm_Sgdyk_gI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jw6FG08Q0zo/s1600-h/beach_jogging.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sm_Sgdyk_gI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jw6FG08Q0zo/s320/beach_jogging.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363737136415964674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the things that I enjoy doing either during early mornings or late afternoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's best time to commune with God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would definitely do this until I get old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I don't live near the beach, though. This is just a picture of my dream running haven:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7163347183537251671?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7163347183537251671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7163347183537251671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7163347183537251671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7163347183537251671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-things-i-love-doing.html' title='What I love:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sm_Sgdyk_gI/AAAAAAAAADQ/jw6FG08Q0zo/s72-c/beach_jogging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5195473508094963637</id><published>2009-07-21T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:25:17.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love is patient.&lt;br /&gt;It always protects, always tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usts,&lt;br /&gt;always hopes, always per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;severes.&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joshua Harris reiterated in his book, Not even a Hint,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that "God has made men and women gloriously different, W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e were made to complement each other. We have different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; strengths" (p.84).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 years and 7 months have been the best times of my life. Three years ago, I would have probably seen life in a narrower perspective. Three years ago, I would still be in my comfort zone. I'm glad that I trusted God and His plans for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the span of three years, God has enabled so many opportunities for growth, for discovery and for steps of faith. He has chiseled me and molded me so I would appreciate life and the individuals He has given me to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to write about every individual that I have been with all these years but for now, I am drawn to dedicating this post to someone who has walked with me through moments of friendship and relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Mike,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the amazing adventure.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for inspiring me to take steps of faith,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to embrace life's challenges with courage and humility,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the little things that you do that make m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e smile.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for leading me and loving me well.&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, thank you for walking with me as I discover God's heart&lt;br /&gt;day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SmX4brm1cPI/AAAAAAAAADI/1zbG7BnTTT8/s1600-h/100_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SmX4brm1cPI/AAAAAAAAADI/1zbG7BnTTT8/s320/100_2097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360964085900210418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lake Merced&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco, California&lt;br /&gt;February 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-5195473508094963637?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5195473508094963637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5195473508094963637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5195473508094963637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5195473508094963637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SmX4brm1cPI/AAAAAAAAADI/1zbG7BnTTT8/s72-c/100_2097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5770188589327979259</id><published>2009-07-15T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:56:21.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sense of wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are only two ways to live your life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;One is as though nothing is a miracle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The other is as though everything is a miracle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wonder. I remember seeing my toddler students' eyes light up every time they see a bug crawling on the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wonder. I remember hearing the five-year old boys in my class screaming excitedly when they see the raindrops dripping on our school window pane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wonder. I remember peddling the bicycle while my three year old student sat on my lap and she later exclaimed, "Wow. Look at the water flowing from the side tracks." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's saddening that as we grow older, that child-like character slowly fades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have we become too busy that we no longer recognize the beauty of His creation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have we become discontent with the simplicity of life that we crave for more "exciting" things? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stuff bought, stuff invented, stuff that limit our attention and box our creativity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you still wonder and gaze at His beauty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My hope is that we would never lose that sense of wonder in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1465004301149186593-5770188589327979259?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5770188589327979259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5770188589327979259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5770188589327979259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5770188589327979259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/07/sense-of-wonder.html' title='The sense of wonder...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6434736263971245213</id><published>2009-07-08T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:23:28.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working with all your heart:)</title><content type='html'>This is an excerpt from the book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now what? God's guide to Life for Graduates&lt;/span&gt; by John Ortberg. I got this copy from Ross, one of my favorite stores in L.A. The moment I read the first few pages, I knew that I shouldn't let go of this book. Why? Because it transformed my perspective and attitude towards my work and why my work truly matters to God. It instilled the values of excellence and joy in what I am passionate for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Work in itself is a part of what God does. God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creates and he made us in his image to do work, to create. That's a real good thing. And God says over and over again in the Scripture, "I want y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ou to excel at what you do. I want you to abound. I want you to take the gifts and talents that I've given you and develop into the fullest pote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ntial you're capable of. I want you to discover the deepest passions that are hardwired into you, and I want you to fan them into flames. I want you to make a difference in this world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might" -Ecclesiastes 9:10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The very best thing we can hope for is, when we get to the end of our lives, to be able to say to God, "I abounded in the work you gave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to do. It may or may not have looked impressive to other people. It wasn't perfect by a long shot. But whatever my hands found for me to do, I really did try to do with all my might..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He sought his God and worked wholeheartedly, And so he prospered"- 2 Chronicles 31:21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ortberg, 2004, p. 11-12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SlVgp7_Y3_I/AAAAAAAAADA/9lNSm7Sv-9c/s1600-h/n729963160_969837_5970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SlVgp7_Y3_I/AAAAAAAAADA/9lNSm7Sv-9c/s320/n729963160_969837_5970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356293605421539314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6434736263971245213?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6434736263971245213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6434736263971245213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6434736263971245213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6434736263971245213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-excerpt-from-book-now-what-gods.html' title='Working with all your heart:)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SlVgp7_Y3_I/AAAAAAAAADA/9lNSm7Sv-9c/s72-c/n729963160_969837_5970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-290442643171007630</id><published>2009-06-28T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:12:01.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One at a time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am the Lord your God,&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;teaches you what is best for you,&lt;br /&gt;who directs you in the way you should go&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 48:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SkexFfeMCYI/AAAAAAAAACw/VyYItLq9r9o/s1600-h/4211_100840508160_729963160_1984804_4029658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SkexFfeMCYI/AAAAAAAAACw/VyYItLq9r9o/s320/4211_100840508160_729963160_1984804_4029658_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352441390058703234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I marveled at the beauty of this creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, my heart is in joyful anticipation of how God will use my life as He fulfills His great purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His faithfulness and stillness captures me, again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-290442643171007630?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/290442643171007630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=290442643171007630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/290442643171007630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/290442643171007630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-at-time.html' title='One at a time.'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SkexFfeMCYI/AAAAAAAAACw/VyYItLq9r9o/s72-c/4211_100840508160_729963160_1984804_4029658_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-6066757095114848226</id><published>2009-04-29T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:11:34.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love.&lt;br /&gt;It will not lead you astray."-Rumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sfk8m72pK3I/AAAAAAAAACo/qu9Ha6uheJs/s1600-h/n729963160_969838_6675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sfk8m72pK3I/AAAAAAAAACo/qu9Ha6uheJs/s320/n729963160_969838_6675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330358273569270642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks a month after I submitted my thesis and finished all my coursework for  school. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parang kailan lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still overwhelmed how time flew by so fast and that after a year and a half, I am finally done with grad school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning that as we go through the motions of life, we sometimes forget to dream and to again, believe in those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I now have more time in my hands, I found myself rediscovering my passion in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's refreshing to again remind myself of what makes me come alive and furthermore, where my heart truly belongs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-6066757095114848226?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/6066757095114848226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=6066757095114848226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6066757095114848226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/6066757095114848226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_29.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/Sfk8m72pK3I/AAAAAAAAACo/qu9Ha6uheJs/s72-c/n729963160_969838_6675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7948541325749295828</id><published>2009-04-14T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:41:30.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Lord for such breath-taking creation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SeVVLiJP7SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xLClp_nHnDM/s1600-h/100_6833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SeVVLiJP7SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xLClp_nHnDM/s320/100_6833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324755791067999522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for letting me share it with someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SeVWtkiuZnI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pqt30mw6X2M/s1600-h/100_6907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SeVWtkiuZnI/AAAAAAAAACg/Pqt30mw6X2M/s320/100_6907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324757475338905202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7948541325749295828?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7948541325749295828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7948541325749295828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7948541325749295828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7948541325749295828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SeVVLiJP7SI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xLClp_nHnDM/s72-c/100_6833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-8691696699680278899</id><published>2009-04-03T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:27:55.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One of the places in California that I have always wished I could visit someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SdXG-NxGIvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EqMuY53Aw7Y/s1600-h/11004790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SdXG-NxGIvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EqMuY53Aw7Y/s320/11004790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320377306957882098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Napa Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about this place that draws me to it. The scenery? The tranquility it exudes? The taste of wine and cheese? Its good reviews? Perhaps, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SdXIQLUZX2I/AAAAAAAAACA/lQajs7QKV68/s1600-h/img_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SdXIQLUZX2I/AAAAAAAAACA/lQajs7QKV68/s320/img_24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320378715049910114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, I would only find out when I get to experience it myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-8691696699680278899?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/8691696699680278899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=8691696699680278899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8691696699680278899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/8691696699680278899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-my-dreams.html' title='In my dreams...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SdXG-NxGIvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EqMuY53Aw7Y/s72-c/11004790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-4696188207855836983</id><published>2009-03-19T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:40:49.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stillness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/ScMsS6XqizI/AAAAAAAAABw/R4hFlCRTjcY/s1600-h/100_6470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/ScMsS6XqizI/AAAAAAAAABw/R4hFlCRTjcY/s320/100_6470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315140688645098290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;"With your help I can advance against a troop,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;with my God I can scale a wall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;He makes my feet like the feet of a deer,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;He causes me to stand on the heights." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(Psalm 18: 29, 33 TNIV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I always go back to this verse, whenever I need to be still during uncertain situations.&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how the Lord could give you so much strength that no wall is ever too high to be reached.&lt;br /&gt;What overwhelms me even more is how He could lead your every step so that you could not just stand on the heights but admire the horizon beyond it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have exactly 9 days to work on my thesis. With April 1st deadline growing nearer each day, and with my other adviser still not being able to give me her feedback, I am slowly becoming restless as to whether I could finish everything on time. Yet, the Lord continuously comforts me through prayers of family, encouraging words from mentors and friends- that nothing is impossible with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 4:30 pm, I turn off my laptop and begin my afternoon run. I take my mind off my thesis and use the time to settle my fears with God, wrestle my anxieties with Him and to simply thank Him for each small task that I accomplished for the day. Every afternoon, I am reminded of the Lord's faithfulness as I feel the cool breeze that touches my face on every stride, as I see those towering mountains behind the trail, and as I behold the sun that sets, because all of these signal that the Creator is in control of everything- no matter how big, or how small it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the days progress, I resolve to take it one at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Being still and knowing that my God is bigger than my thesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thesis chair sent me an email the other day, where she wrote these words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tanya, remember He has brought you this far. He will not let you down. Remember that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-4696188207855836983?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/4696188207855836983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=4696188207855836983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4696188207855836983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4696188207855836983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/03/stillness.html' title='Stillness..'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/ScMsS6XqizI/AAAAAAAAABw/R4hFlCRTjcY/s72-c/100_6470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-2710184993491610971</id><published>2009-01-07T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:36:23.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SWTZlS7pscI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b4rE5ERA1ZE/s1600-h/woman-walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SWTZlS7pscI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b4rE5ERA1ZE/s320/woman-walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288591097200226754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; "walker"&lt;/span&gt; (if there is such a term)...I could walk for miles-uphill, downhill, from one block to the farthest block and even for hours...(especially if the next bus for class and work was taking so long). I found it to be a very relaxing form of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, summer of 2008, I challenged myself to become...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SWTZ0aac8XI/AAAAAAAAABY/7P81rXepUR0/s1600-h/2006-12-12%2Bat%2B15-47-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SWTZ0aac8XI/AAAAAAAAABY/7P81rXepUR0/s320/2006-12-12%2Bat%2B15-47-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288591356906500466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"runner"&lt;/span&gt;, since I was looking for an activity that could energize my body, soothe my mind, as I work on my thesis. I started with running a few blocks from the house, and then I wondered how it would feel like to run uphill. So, I tried it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, It wasn't easy, since I also had to deal with extreme weather conditions-either it was too hot during the summer (blame it on Global Warming Phenomenon), or it was too chilly during the Fall season, which meant that I was either sweating profusely or I was having brain freeze. And not only that, I had to set time to do this amidst the demands of being a graduate student, an intern, and living independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial attempts grew from failed attempts, to more attempts, and soon, I was progressing to having more successful attempts. A mile became two miles, and so on, and so forth.. A thirty minute run around the village became twenty minutes, and then less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my point, here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am encouraging you to try something new and challenging. I've always thought that I could never go beyond walking. I've always believed that running is a task beyond my own capability. But my recent experience changed such notions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it begins with taking a step of faith outside your comfort zone. Whether it is learning a new skill or saying sorry to someone, or even, as simple as listing your 2009 goals, what matters is that at least once in your life, you challenge yourself to do one thing that will actually move you forward:) It is never too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I look forward to joining my first ever marathon. (Lord, kaya ko ba to? hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Special thanks to Ate and Papa for giving my first ever pair of running shoes. For the longest time, I've been using a set of shoes that was unfit for running. (Dati, wala. Ngayon, more than what I asked for.  Tig-isa pa sila. Thank you, thank you:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-2710184993491610971?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/2710184993491610971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=2710184993491610971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2710184993491610971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/2710184993491610971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-used-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SWTZlS7pscI/AAAAAAAAABQ/b4rE5ERA1ZE/s72-c/woman-walking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3797348306226606689</id><published>2008-12-29T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:13:19.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SVjou7It4AI/AAAAAAAAABI/9e3pYwwkeVg/s1600-h/IMG-7692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SVjou7It4AI/AAAAAAAAABI/9e3pYwwkeVg/s320/IMG-7692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285230055565156354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;or the 30 years, that you have spent together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;For the 10, 950 days that you have unconditionally served and loved each other well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;For 3 decades that you have submitted and trusted His goodness in your relationship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;We thank you for modeling to us…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;What real love is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;How real love works,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Why real love is desirable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;And even more possible in this world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3797348306226606689?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3797348306226606689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3797348306226606689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3797348306226606689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3797348306226606689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/12/30-years.html' title='30 years...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SVjou7It4AI/AAAAAAAAABI/9e3pYwwkeVg/s72-c/IMG-7692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3379376739451273610</id><published>2008-12-23T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:11:43.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sharing horizons that are new to us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Talking it over just the two of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SVE3j-_Pq7I/AAAAAAAAABA/-GoIAhUygpQ/s1600-h/100_5530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SVE3j-_Pq7I/AAAAAAAAABA/-GoIAhUygpQ/s320/100_5530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283064929225518002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much of life ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We find a place where there is room to grow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and yes, we've just begun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3379376739451273610?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3379376739451273610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3379376739451273610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3379376739451273610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3379376739451273610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SVE3j-_Pq7I/AAAAAAAAABA/-GoIAhUygpQ/s72-c/100_5530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-7426041514043731458</id><published>2008-12-17T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:56:29.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Podcasts have always fascinated me. I was introduced to it just this year, and I have used it tremendously to download free messages from John Mcarthur's radio program. A prolific writer, and a pastor, Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hn sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ares a 20-30 minute biblical mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;age &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on topics that will challenge and deepe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n your personal walk with the Lord.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUnkOlyi5uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dnsZlr-zTds/s1600-h/400_F_5888103_TgX6k5G6VSxbuYobe1xb4CnLCkiZfJDy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUnkOlyi5uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dnsZlr-zTds/s320/400_F_5888103_TgX6k5G6VSxbuYobe1xb4CnLCkiZfJDy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281002977382033122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just this morning, I listened to his message en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;titled, "Rejoicing Always". This brought to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; light what real joy in this life should mean. He explained that the Bible exposes the meaning of joy, as different from happiness, as "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;it is the emotion springing from the deep down confidence of the Christian that God is in perfect control and that will bring good in time and glory in eternity" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Psalmist writes, "Rejoice in the Lord and be glad, you righteous; sing, all your who are upright in heart!" (Psalm 32:11). This verse illustrates the vibrancy and the excitement when one is in a joyful disposition. Are you rejoicing always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The question lies in that WHY should we remain joyful amidst difficulties in life, unmet needs, stained relationships, and unstable future? Why should we remain confident, optimistic and delightful that our lives will be secured, victorious, this Christmas season and even, the lifetime ahead of us?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;John Mcarthur lists 10 points as to why should we be joyful always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It is an act of appreciation for the character of God.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Psalm 28:7 says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise Him".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I realized that the more you discover the heart of God and his character, the more you are drawn to him, and the more you appreciate His presence in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It is an act of appreciation for the work of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. How often do we marvel at the selfless act of Christ on the cross and His unchanging grace for us, day by day?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;It is an act of appreciation for the ministry of the Spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Are we sensitive to how the Holy Spirit directs our lives?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;. It is an act of appreciation for spiritual blessings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; like how the Psalmist highlights God's generosity as he writes, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Praise the Lord, my soul, and forget not all his benefits-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; How often do you thank the Lord for what He is giving you day in, day out?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;For Divine Providence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Apostle Paul reminds us that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him who have been called according to his purpose" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Romans 8:28) Do you really trust and believe the Lord's perfect timing in your life- whether it is your career, your love life, or your personal growth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;For the promise of future glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Isn't it a sweet motivation to hold unto the fact that this world is not our real home, but we are just passers-by in this world?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;An appreciation for answered prayers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. How often do you thank God for the littlest and simplest answers to your prayers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;An appreciation for the guide in the Word of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. I believe that if it weren't for my relationship with the Lord, I wouldn't be able to survive my graduate school experience and journey in the United States apart from my real home. I could attest how God's Word was truly a lamp to my feet and a light to my path in every decision that I had to make, in every place that I needed to travel to, in every person that I had to meet and in every circumstance and challenge that I faced.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;An appreciation for Christian fellowship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. The company and encouragement of fellow brothers and sisters in Christ is truly a source of strength. I thank God for giving me prayer partners and accountability partners that have become my source of wisdom, and comfort in every phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;An appreciation for Gospel Preaching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am blessed to be part of a small church that exposes the Word of God, and cares for quality spiritual walk with the Lord. I am also blessed to have a Father who inspires me to know more about God through reading christian books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is real joy. It appears to be impossible to experience it, yet I believe that is the Lord's will that we behold this joy as we allow Him to work through our lives. This is what enabling our life to be God's work in progress is all about.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To deny ourselves of the shallow definition of happiness, found in things that are temporal, and rather to delight in enjoying God's faithfulness and love in our lives, is but the real essence of joy this season, and it should be our life-long theme.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mcarthur ends his message by saying that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It is the kind of joy that is possible, and desirable".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A blessed Christmas to everyone. My prayer is that you will experience the real joy, and that you will always rejoice in any circumstance you are experiencing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, check www.gty.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to download free Bible messages from your podcasts, search for www.oneplace.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-7426041514043731458?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/7426041514043731458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=7426041514043731458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7426041514043731458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/7426041514043731458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/12/real-joy.html' title='Real Joy'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUnkOlyi5uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/dnsZlr-zTds/s72-c/400_F_5888103_TgX6k5G6VSxbuYobe1xb4CnLCkiZfJDy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-4584795182233777715</id><published>2008-12-14T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T06:02:21.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting the days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't wait for this coming weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUUQx6xLGYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6DavezgUjpw/s1600-h/100_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUUQx6xLGYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6DavezgUjpw/s320/100_1131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279644587936913794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For a month of unlimited dates and time with our loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome home:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for you...;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-4584795182233777715?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/4584795182233777715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=4584795182233777715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4584795182233777715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4584795182233777715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/12/counting-days.html' title='Counting the days...'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUUQx6xLGYI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6DavezgUjpw/s72-c/100_1131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-3870122703357874113</id><published>2008-12-12T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:43:00.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At long last, after 11 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUKUVCS86KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LsgAkOGXamA/s1600-h/100_5279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUKUVCS86KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LsgAkOGXamA/s320/100_5279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278944802346166434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am finally home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-3870122703357874113?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/3870122703357874113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=3870122703357874113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3870122703357874113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/3870122703357874113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SUKUVCS86KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/LsgAkOGXamA/s72-c/100_5279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-5772490294406409614</id><published>2008-11-22T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:11:19.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hold On&lt;br /&gt;Yolanda Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got dream and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you've got goals there's a vision buring down in your soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; theres nothing that you can't do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've gotta be driven, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; motivated too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; stir up the gift that God has placed in you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the Futures looking bright for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter how hard it seem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; never give always believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hold on, hold on to your dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Though your facing adversities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you can still be all you wanna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hold on, hold on to your drea&lt;/span&gt;ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Determination is the key &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In this cold world, if your gonna successed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold On &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; theres nothing that you can't do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't be discouraged by the trials you face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause your beautiful mind would be a terrible thing to waste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hold on Hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the futures looking bright for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold on, be strong (Never let noboby tell you can't make it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold your head up high, keep your eyes on the prize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (Your dreams are met for you to obtain) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And Your labor is not in vain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Hold On Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-5772490294406409614?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/5772490294406409614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=5772490294406409614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5772490294406409614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/5772490294406409614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/11/holding-on.html' title='Holding On'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1465004301149186593.post-4442907173079624818</id><published>2008-11-21T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T02:58:24.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's almost 3 am and I'm still wide awake. I was supposed to be in bed at past 9 pm, but it turned out that my relatives invited me for a night of relaxation and endless conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was surfing the net, I thought of checking my old blog. It turned out that I forgot my user name and password, so I finally decided to make a new one, instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes my first entry for my 2nd blogspot journal after 2 years since my last blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1465004301149186593-4442907173079624818?l=myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/feeds/4442907173079624818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1465004301149186593&amp;postID=4442907173079624818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4442907173079624818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1465004301149186593/posts/default/4442907173079624818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myutmostforthehighest.blogspot.com/2008/11/reunited.html' title='Reunited'/><author><name>Tanya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16304939887036766327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mqfbscTdxOM/SSaVNv8kBHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ASq96taVmsE/S220/P1010066.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
