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<description><![CDATA[<p>I have decided to use photographs to convey my thoughts. Sometimes, images could convey more than written words. You will discover how I developed from a timid little girl to the woman that I am now. Get to know the people who have made a difference in my life. People who left me. People who stayed. Friends who made me cry, and cried with me; made me laugh and laughed with me. </p>
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<title><![CDATA[Letting go, and moving on]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">The second quarter of the year was a struggle for me emotionally. I
have been faced with numerous disappointments, frustrations and
uncertainties. I have often questioned God on why do I have to suffer?
Why me? What did I do wrong? I didn't find the answer until recently. I
bought a book entitled &quot;When Life Hurts&quot; by Philip Yancey. A small book
that caught my attention because of the title and a question at the
back cover. The question is &quot;Why. God. Why? It mirrored my own question
to God. Why? As I leafed through the pages, I came face to face with
exact words for my feelings. The book has five sections. </span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
Section 1 - When you wonder why God created pain. I have asked God why do I have to suffer. </span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
Section 2 - When you doubt God's power. I questioned him when we
receive Mike's NCLEX result. He knew very well what we were hoping for,
and yet, He did not give it to us.</span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
Section 3 - When God seems unfair. I started to compare our life with
other people who have been victorious, but hurt other people in the
process. Why let them succeed when they have wronged so many people?</span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
Section 4 - When you wonder if God cares. Does He really care for us? For Andrea? And the people around us?</span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
Section 4 - When you need to feel God's love. God doesn't love me.</span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
 It was as if the book was written for me. </span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
On the first section, Philip Yancey wrote about a place without pain -
a leprosy hospital. He explained that people with leprosy do not feel
physical pain. Sounds good. However, &quot; as the disease spreads,nerve
endings that carry pain signals fall silent&quot; (page 15 Section 1 of When
Life Hurts). The pain cells designed to alert us when to blink could
stop working, and could lead to blindness. From Philip Yancey's words,
&quot;without pain, our lives would be in constant mortal danger. We would
have no warning of a ruptured appendix, heart attack, or brain tumor.&quot;
&quot;Pain is essential to preserve normal life...&quot; </span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
Which led me into thinking about why did God let me feel pain?</span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><span class="class1">
I have started praying for &quot;peace of mind&quot; since the start of the year.
I have included this in my prayer request to the Pink Sisters of
Baguio. Because for the whole year of 2006, I was never at peace. I
never had a good night sleep. I never laid myself to bed without
numerous thoughts on my mind. I even went to a Cardiologist because of
recurrent chest pain. When I felt that God is unfair, maybe it was one
way of showing me what really deprives me of peace of mind. I just
failed to recognize it then. The &quot;pains&quot; that I felt was a wakeup call
that I was getting lost, and that I needed to be steered into the right
direction.</span></font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">This is  my first post here, and the last in another blog site</font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">
Letting go...</font></pre><pre><font color="#9900ff" face="Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">
Moving on...</font></pre><br/>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Sat, 11 Aug 2007 14:03:11 -0500]]></pubDate>
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