<?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-2787226681284953378</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:03:20.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiny mosquito</title><subtitle type='html'>"If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito." .-._.-._.-._.the Dalai Lama</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-5295953550955828609</id><published>2012-01-01T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:55:01.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mormon Heaven... Not For Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A friend just shared this story with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I think I am represented by the dog. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;A  man and his dog were walking along a road. As the man was enjoying the  scenery, it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered  dying, and then he realized that his dog had been dead for years. Where  was this road was leading them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking a while, they  came to a high wall along one side of the road. The wall was made of  white stones that looked like fine marble. The man and the dog continued  to follow the road along the wall until they reached the top of a long  hill. Up ahead, the wall opened into a huge arch that glowed in the  sunlight. The arch contained a magnificent gate that looked like mother  of pearl. The street leading to the gate looked like pure gold. As he  approached the gate, he saw a man sitting at a desk to one side, and  called out, "Excuse me, where are&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt; we?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another long walk, he reached the top of another long hill; he  saw a dirt road that led through a farm gate that looked as if it had  never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw  a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!"  he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There should be a bowl by the pump."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned  hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a  long drink - then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and  the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting  for them. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is heaven," was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope, that's hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they  screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787226681284953378-5295953550955828609?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/5295953550955828609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2012/01/mormon-heaven-not-for-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/5295953550955828609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/5295953550955828609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2012/01/mormon-heaven-not-for-me.html' title='Mormon Heaven... Not For Me!'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-2407356463745048198</id><published>2011-06-15T21:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:25:40.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Testimony Today</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I was able to attend the first ever Mormon Stories Conference held in Salt Lake City. I stood among 150 fellow friends made up of uncorrelated and unorthodox Mormons. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(aka:intellectual/feminist/gay/politically liberal/inactive/post/ex Mormons) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The theme of the conference was... &lt;i&gt;Open Mormon Pioneers in the 21st Century&lt;/i&gt;. Among the speakers were... Carol Lynn Pearson, Joanna Brooks, Margaret Toscano, Jared Anderson and John Dehlin. The speakers were all amazing. The musical numbers were absolutely moving. But the best part part of the event had to be the "testimony meeting". It was refreshing to hear the non-typical testimonies of such incredible people... all with differing beliefs but all sharing what was in their heart, in a safe, respectful and accepting environment. Such a beautiful thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the testimonies were mainly focused on expressing gratitude to Mormon Stories for giving us all a place of acceptance, discussion and growth. I am also grateful to have found this community a few years back when I REALLY needed them. I really resonated with the "pioneer" theme because that is what I feel like. I am the very first of all my family, in-laws, friends to ever choose to leave the path of devout, orthodox, literal believing Mormonism. I am the first to be on this beautiful journey of exploration. I came to this place on my very own, and I am really proud of myself for trusting my spirit and taking this journey. The only thing keeping me from being happy all the time is the occasional pain I feel when I realize that I have many friends and family who no longer accept me or consider me a "good" person. This hurts... and thus the need for this community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get up and bear my testimony, but I never quite found the courage. Sometimes I have a difficult time verbally expressing my thoughts and feelings into coherent sentences. Though out all this journey the one thing that I have not only hung on to, but have managed to increase is my connection to Divine Spirit. I have always felt this strong connection and never lost it. I am a divine and spiritual being. I am light, I am love...&amp;nbsp; and &lt;i&gt;I am&lt;/i&gt; a good person! In fact, I feel far more spiritual now then I ever felt during my years as a devout Mormon. The following are some of my thought that I would have liked to share if I had been more brave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;My Testimony Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only real thing I know is that I don't &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; anything... but I hope and I believe. My beliefs have greatly changed over the last few years, and I fully expect them to continue growing and changing over time. I would like to express to you where my testimony is today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a testimony of God. However my definition of God has changed. I believe God is the energy that connects every living thing with each other and the with Earth. Therefore God is neither male or female but encompasses both. God is everything and everywhere and we are all a part of that. God is Spirit. In order to feel a connection to God we need to look inward... get to know ourselves, spend time with ourselves, and discover the God that is within. You are God.&lt;br /&gt;I am God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we are here on the Earth not as a great TEST where we are to be judged and placed in a caste system accordingly, but we are here for an EXPERIENCE! It is impossible to fail at having an experience! We are here to discover the full measure of our beings. We are here to know ourselves and to grow. It seems to me that there is no possible way for a soul to experience everything necessary for ultimate growth in just one lifetime, that is why the concept of multiple lives fascinates me. (I think will write more about this later in another post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Heaven is a term for the state you are in when you are connected to Spirit... and Hell a state of being disconnected from Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a testimony of Jesus Christ. He is a beautiful example of how we should pattern our lives. I don't know the true details of his birth or death, but I do believe he was an enlightened being, and following his example of unconditional love seems like a pretty good way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a testimony of prayer... in all forms. Be it kneeling, meditating, singing, dancing, chanting, or just appreciating nature. These are all ways of connecting with God and Spirit. I believe the energy that connects us all has the capabilities to manifest our desires... I try to keep my thoughts positive as to create positive experiences for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a testimony of the eternal nature of families. However, I do not believe that any LDS Temple ordinances are needed to bind families together. Souls are bound together through love, and shared experiences. The stronger the love, the stronger the bind. Those souls who have the strongest of love will remain connected together and always... in whatever life or worlds they travel through. If you want to make sure you will be together with your spouse, partner, children, friends in this life and the next... love them. If you want a powerful eternal connection to humanity and the Earth... love your neighbor, love the the Earth. &lt;i&gt;Just love&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly I have a testimony in goodness. This world is a beautiful place made up of divinely beautiful people of whom I am all connected to through Spirit. I look forward to my future because I no longer fear this world. I am ready to embrace it... in all of its beauty, in all of its forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready to LIVE! &lt;br /&gt;I am ready to LOVE! &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my testimony today... tomorrow it may change, but either way I am grateful to have something to hope and believe in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787226681284953378-2407356463745048198?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/2407356463745048198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-testimony-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/2407356463745048198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/2407356463745048198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-testimony-today.html' title='My Testimony Today'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-8982090586350949006</id><published>2011-01-04T14:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:24:22.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Smith Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;"I know who I am. I know what I believe.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's all I need to know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;Whether or not you have been a Will Smith fan in the past, you will sure to be one now after watching this inspiring collection of bits of wisdom he has shared over the years. I love this guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;"The only thing that I see that is distinctly different about me is, I am not afraid to die on a treadmill. You might have more talent then me, you might be smarter than me, but if we get on the treadmill together there's two things... you're getting off first, or I'm going to die." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/DSEV6O5JoPI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DSEV6O5JoPI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DSEV6O5JoPI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;"We didn't grow up with the sense that where we were was where we're going to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt; Greatness exists in all of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;There's no shortcut to success.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Lay one brick at a time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Focus on making a difference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Represent an idea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;You have to believe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Nothing is unrealistic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Attack your fears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Be willing to die for the truth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Protect your dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;If you want something - Go get it... period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;--Will Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(P.S. - Remind me to NEVER go up against the Fresh Prince on a treadmill!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787226681284953378-8982090586350949006?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/8982090586350949006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2011/01/will-smith-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/8982090586350949006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/8982090586350949006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2011/01/will-smith-wisdom.html' title='Will Smith Wisdom'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-3423106027082177126</id><published>2011-01-01T20:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T14:26:10.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Excuses... 2011 will Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Well... the new year has come. I for one LOVE the new year. I love to put the past behind me and start fresh. Sure it's really just a new calender on the wall, life doesn't really start over, my problems haven't magically been wiped clean. Yet, there is something about a new year that is undeniably exciting. That little hope that this year will be better, this year will be happier, this year will be amazing!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;As much as I enjoy writing, there is one thing that I don't do. I do not write down annual goals/resolutions. Seriously... none at all. I guess I just don't like the pressure of actually putting something down in writing... reminding me of what I am not. But don't worry, I am not completely devoid of dreams and aspirations. I have found something that works better for me... AFFIRMATIONS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am a huge believer is positive affirmations. Writing down concrete goals can often lead to disappointment... but writing, reading and reciting affirmations &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; lead to transformation. Say for example, if I have a goal to write a book, instead of saying... "I will write a book in 2011" I create affirmations that will help me do so. Such as... "I love to write! My mind is a magnet for ideas. I am able to effortlessly express my thoughts into words. Creativity flows freely through me." Next think I know I will have written three books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I help my children write their own affirmations. During their toddler years we repeated affirmations such as... "I am a good girl. I am loved. I like to share my toys. I love to sit on the potty. I always keep my panties dry." as they got older they had affirmations such as... "I am amazing. I am smart. I love to read. Learning is fun. I have lots of friends because I am a good friend to everyone. I belong to an awesome family who love me".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I have affirmations to manage stress. I have affirmations to promote good health. I have affirmations of peace, of love, and to remind me to enjoy life's simple pleasures. I think reciting positive affirmations just might be the secret to a happy life. It's not about wanting or wishing for something. The act of &lt;i&gt;wanting&lt;/i&gt; just affirms to you that you lack that thing. It is about changing your mindset to &lt;i&gt;believe. &lt;/i&gt;Believing you are already who you need to be to attract wonderful people, feelings, things and experiences into your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="reftext"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="reftext"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This is not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;New Age way of thinking. This stuff is even in the Bible. Check out Mark 11:24 (KJV)...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;them, and ye shall have &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;them." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Awesome huh! Believe proceeds actualization. That's it... nothing to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;So what do you think? Would you like to give it a try? I have compiled a list of the 18 affirmations from the book &lt;i&gt;Excuses Begone!&lt;/i&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Dr. Wayne W. Dyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;(a favorite person of mine... seriously, this man is an incredible spiritual teacher) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;These affirmations have been created by Dyer to counter nearly any excuse you may have to not accomplish that which you desire. Choose the ones that best describe the excuses you would like to overcome and who you want to be, and read and recite them often. ( the affirmations, NOT the excuses.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;2011 is going to be an incredible year... &lt;b&gt;I know it&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Love to you my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;h1 class="genericPageTitle"&gt;Wayne Dyer’s Motivational Affirmations&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="moduleWrap moduleContainer clear galleryWrapper" id="ctl00_cphMain_phExtra_ctl01_ctl01_uxModuleContainer"&gt;&lt;div class="moduleContentOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="moduleContentInner"&gt;&lt;div id="galleryWrap"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Stop Making Excuses and Start Enjoying Life&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Inspiration/2009/06/Wayne-Dyer-Excuses-Begone-Affirmations.aspx#ixzz19q9EJ9sM" style="color: #003399;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #1 - It will be difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Affirmation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; I have the ability to accomplish any task I set my mind to with ease and comfort.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #2 - It's going to be risky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Being myself involves no risks. It is my ultimate truth and I live fearlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #3 - It will take a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have infinite patience when it comes to fulfilling my own destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #4 - There will be family drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I would rather be loathed for who I am then loved for who I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #5 - I don't deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation -&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; I am a divine creation, a piece of god. How could I be undeserving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #6 - It's not my nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My essential nature is perfect and faultless. It is to this nature that I return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #7 - I cannot afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am connected to an unlimited source of abundance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #8 - No one will help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The right circumstances and the right people are already here and will show up on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #9 - It's never happened before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am open and willing to attract all I desire beginning here and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #10 - I am not strong enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have access to unlimited assistance. My strength comes from my connection to my source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #11 - I am not smart enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a creation of the divine mind, all is perfect and I am a genius in my own right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #12 - I am too old or I'm not old enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am an infinite being. The age of my body has no bearing on what I do or who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #13 - The rules won't let me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I live my life according to divine rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #14 - It's too big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think only about what I can do now. By thinking small, I accomplish great things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #15 - I don't have the energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I feel passionately about my life and this passion fills me with excitement and energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #16 - It's my personal family history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I live in the present moment by being grateful for all of my life experiences as a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #17 - I am too busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;As I unclutter my life I free myself to answer the callings of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Excuse #18 - I'm too scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Affirmation - &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can accomplish anything I put my mind to because I know I am never alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787226681284953378-3423106027082177126?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/3423106027082177126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-excuses-2011-will-rock.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/3423106027082177126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/3423106027082177126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-excuses-2011-will-rock.html' title='No Excuses... 2011 will Rock!'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-5489634140473711406</id><published>2010-12-19T20:34:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:00:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel of Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;Christmas is just days away. One of the most magical aspects of the season is Christmas music. I love and enjoy it all (with a few annoying exceptions not worth noting), but there is one song that tends to effect me like no other - especially if the artist singing it does so with great passion. The song is &lt;i&gt;O Holy Night&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; The climax of the song (usually sung with great power and intensity) is... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336699; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;These lines, without fail, give me chills every time. This month however, a different line has been the cause of much emotion, Christmas spirit, and deep pondering. The following lines have been in my head all month long, and have managed to somehow embed themselves deep within my soul...&lt;span style="color: #336699;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile_status"&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #336699; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Truly He taught us to love one another, &lt;br /&gt;His law is love and His gospel is peace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;The message of these lines are so simple, yet they pretty much sum up the entire ministry of Jesus Christ. I tend to view my faith in more symbolic terms that I do literal. I don't know if all the events surrounding the birth, life, and death of Jesus Christ really happened exactly as I was taught (I suspect not), but if you were to ask a Buddhist how he could possibly believe all of the stories about the life of the Buddha (some of the events are pretty unbelievable) they would probably tell you that it doesn't matter if it all really happened or not. What is important is the message and essence of the teachings, and what you take from it. Buddhism is truly a beautiful faith. My feelings are the same about the gospel of Christ. What is important is the message I take from it, and applying it to my life. What does the life of Jesus Christ mean to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;I was born and raised a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I love that we are named after Jesus Christ, the perfect example of how to live. I love learning about Jesus, singing about Jesus, praising Jesus. I love Jesus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;I have a problem however... with the notable exception of the Sabbath before Christmas, there seems to be very little mention these days of Christ in our weekly Sunday services. The emphasis instead is placed on our early and modern day prophets and leaders, building temples, and the ultimate emphasis - obedience, obedience, obedience. These messages begin at the youngest of age. Ask any primary youth (ages 3-11) what the most popular song in primary is and they will likely tell you - &lt;i&gt;Follow The Prophet&lt;/i&gt;. A very catchy, chant-like tune...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Follow the prophet. Follow the prophet. Follow the prophet... don't go astray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Follow the prophet. Follow the prophet. Follow the prophet... he knows the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Shouldn't our most loved songs be instead about following Jesus? Sure there are many songs about Jesus, but I am just not hearing them as often these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Maybe this shouldn't bother me so much, after all, following the prophet isn't a bad idea. You could do much worse than to follow the commandments of the prophet and my church. For the most part it's all good stuff, my problem is that I feel like we have lost sight of of the true essence of the ministry of Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Christ wasn't about strict rules and dogma, power or prestige. Christ would have never spent millions of dollars to build fancy temples (not to mention the three &lt;b&gt;b&lt;/b&gt;illion dollars the church has spent to renovate a mall!) ...temples that are only allowed to be used by those within the church who have proven themselves worthy and obedient. Within these temples we devote our time performing sacred saving ordinances for those who have died without them. Christ wouldn't have spent a minute serving the dead (the dead are already in a place of pure love), it was the needs and suffering of the living that he devoted himself to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jesus Christ preached love, peace, acceptance. He hung out with the saints and sinners alike, served the poor and the needy. Touched the lepers upon the face, offered love to all, and was a friend to everyone. "&lt;i&gt;Truly He taught us to love one another, His law was love and His gospel was peace.&lt;/i&gt;" It's so simple! Love one another... love one another... just love. Why must we complicate this simple message? So many just don't get it. But then again... some do. The message of Jesus was universal. One not need be a Christan to exemplify his teachings. Below is the story of Narayanan Krishnan of India. A beautiful man who was truly a Christ among us. He is a man who "gets it". (Please watch!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/y_3BEwpv0dM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_3BEwpv0dM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_3BEwpv0dM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;I love you my friends. May you have a wondrous Christmas season, reflecting on the gospel of Christ, and what it means to you in your life. I wish you peace, I wish you happiness, I send you all the love in my heart. I leave you now with the words of the Dalai Lama (another great man who "gets it")...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;"My true religion, my simple faith is in love and compassion. There is no need for complicated philosophy, doctrine, or dogma. Our own heart, our own mind, is the temple. The doctrine is compassion. Love for others and respect for their rights and dignity, no matter who or what they are - these are ultimately all we need." -the Dalai Lama&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/2787226681284953378-5489634140473711406?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/5489634140473711406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/12/gospel-of-christ.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/5489634140473711406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/5489634140473711406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/12/gospel-of-christ.html' title='The Gospel of Christ'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-5873896441925434231</id><published>2010-12-09T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:38:41.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;(A brief dialogue between Brazilian theologist Leonardo Boff and the Dalai Lama....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a break at round table discussion about religion and freedom in which Dalai Lama and myself were participating, I maliciously and also with interest, asked him: &lt;b&gt;“Your holiness, what is the best religion?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he would say: “The Tibetan Buddhism” or “The oriental religions, much older than Christianity” Dalai Lama paused, smiled and looked me in the eyes ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He answered: &lt;i&gt;“&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The best religion is the one that gets you closest to God. It is the one that makes you a better person&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get out of my embarrassment with such a wise answer, I asked: &lt;b&gt;“What is it that makes me better?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He responded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Whatever makes you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more compassionate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more sensible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more detached,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more loving,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more humanitarian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more responsible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more ethical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The religion that will do that for you is the best religion”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was silent for a moment, marveling and even today thinking of his wise and irrefutable response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I am not interested, my friend, about your religion or if you are religious or not. What really is important to me is your behavior in front of your peers, family, work, community, and in front of the world... Remember, the universe is the echo of our actions and our thoughts.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The law of action and reaction is not exclusively for physics. It is also of human relations. If I act with goodness, I will receive goodness. If I act with eviI, I will get evil. You will always have what you desire for others. Being happy is not a matter of destiny. It is a matter of options.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he said: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Take care of your Thoughts because they become Words. Take care of your Words because they will become Actions. Take care of your Actions because they will become Habits. Take care of your Habits because they will form your Character. Take care of your Character because it will form your Destiny, and your Destiny will be your Life … and … &lt;span style="color: #663366; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;There is no religion higher than the Truth.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787226681284953378-5873896441925434231?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/5873896441925434231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-religion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/5873896441925434231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/5873896441925434231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-religion.html' title='The Best Religion'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-2022774315070031724</id><published>2010-10-30T14:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:08:40.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Through God's Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;(A talk I gave at an LDS church service&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;on Sunday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;October 24th, 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deep in the heart of Zambia and the Congo of South Africa is found the home to a fascinating tribe of people known as the Babemba. Babemba treat people who step out of line in a remarkable way. Instead of treating the person with judgment and punishment, the tribe treats the offender with love and appreciation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If a member of the Babemba acts irresponsibly or unjustly, he or she is placed at the center of the village, alone. All work ceases, and the entire tribe gathers in a large circle around the violator. Then each person in the tribe, regardless of age, speaks to the accused, one at a time, recalling all the good things the person in the center of the circle has done in his or her lifetime.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every incident, every experience that can be recalled with any detail and accuracy is recounted. All the individual's positive attributes, good deeds, strengths and kindnesses are recited carefully and at length. No one is permitted to fabricate, exaggerate or be facetious about the accomplishments or the positive aspects of the person. This tribal ceremony often lasts for several days and does not end until everyone is drained of every positive comment he or she can state about the person in question. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;At the end, the circle is broken and the person is symbolically and literally welcomed back into the tribe with joyful celebration.&amp;nbsp; It is also interesting to note… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal;"&gt;necessity for such ceremonies is rare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-style: normal;"&gt;(Peace Pilgrim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;What I find remarkable about this practice is the love that is lavished upon a sinner. Instead of judgment, vengeance or shaming, the people of the tribe love offenders into right behavior by reminding them of their goodness… reminding them of &lt;i&gt;Who They Are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Last spring I had the pleasure of attending the YW general broadcast with my daughters. Elaine Dalton, the general YW president gave an inspired talk entitled “Remember Who You Are!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;We were reminded of our divine heritage… that we were literally the royal daughters of our Heavenly Father… each one of us born to be a queen. She spoke of “deep beauty” – the kind of beauty that shines from the inside out. She spoke of our nobility and of our divine identity. Sister Dalton also admonished us to “Remember who you are!”, and to “See yourself as our Heavenly Father sees you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;This was a beautiful talk, and the inspiration for my talk today, but I would like to take things a step further and ask you this question… “Do you also see &lt;b&gt;others&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; as our Heavenly Father sees them?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;I would like to share a personal story of an experience that happened to me several years ago… I was downtown Salt Lake on my may to attend the marriage of a friend at the Salt Lake temple. As I was walking towards Temple Square, across the street and a distance away I watched as an elderly woman, with her arms full of bags, had a misstep and fell hard to the ground. Her bags and her purse flew out of her arms, as she lies hurt on the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Then... before I could even react, a young man, whom I can only describe as TROUBLE came sprinting toward her. Let me describe the scene… this man was very scruffy and covered in tattoos and piercings. His pants were low and baggy, and he wore chains around his neck. He definitely looked like “gang material”. One look and I knew… I KNEW what I was about to witness. This guy was going to steal the woman’s purse and her bags, and then leave her there helpless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Well… I was wrong. I was so very wrong. I humbly watched as this young man, this Good Samaritan, assisted the woman back to her feet, gathered up her belongings, and then with his arm tight around her, he walked the grateful woman to her car. As I watched all this I was overcome with a great sense of shame of the judgment that I had placed upon the man. He was indeed a beautiful soul. It is a lesson I will never forget.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Mother Theresa, a Catholic nun who worked among the poor in India most of her life, spoke this profound truth: “&lt;b&gt;If you judge people, you have no time to love them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Those who love you are not fooled by the mistakes you have made or the dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Last month Pres. Monson delivered a beautiful message at the General R.S. Broadcast. His words really moved me and I would like to share with you part of what he said…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I consider &lt;span class="posthilit"&gt;charity&lt;/span&gt;—or the “pure love of Christ”—to be the opposite of criticism and judging. In speaking of &lt;span class="posthilit"&gt;charity&lt;/span&gt;, I do not at this moment have in mind the relief of the suffering through the giving of our substance. That, of course, is necessary and proper. Tonight, however, I have in mind the &lt;span class="posthilit"&gt;charity&lt;/span&gt; that manifests itself when we are tolerant of others and lenient toward their actions; the kind of &lt;span class="posthilit"&gt;charity&lt;/span&gt; that forgives; the kind of &lt;span class="posthilit"&gt;charity&lt;/span&gt; that is patient....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="posthilit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Charity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; is having patience with someone who has let us down; it is resisting the impulse to become offended easily. It is accepting weaknesses and shortcomings. &lt;b&gt;It is accepting people as they truly are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;. It is looking beyond physical appearances to attributes that will not dim through time. It is resisting the impulse to categorize others."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;(Thomas S. Monson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;As someone who tends to be a bit unorthodox in practically every aspect of my life, such as… my views on health and diet, the education and upbringing of my children, and even that of &lt;i&gt;my faith&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;… I often feel categorized by others - as someone who is misguided, misinformed or just plain lost… Maybe I am the wrong person to be giving this talk, or maybe I am exactly the right person, anyhow… I feel it is important to note that just because someone is on a different path than you are, does not mean they are lost.&amp;nbsp; Different roads can still take you in the same direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;Stick to your beliefs, if that serves you. Hold tight. Do not waiver. For your ideas about "right" and "wrong" are your definitions of Who You Are. Yet do not require that others define themselves according to your terms.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;(CwG)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;However… if you prayerfully and strongly feel the need to intervene in the path that a loved one is on then, please… remember the inspired ways of the Babemba tribe – love them, respect them, remind them of their goodness, remind them &lt;i&gt;Who They Are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="uistorymessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; These are also the ways of our Savior, Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Today, October 24th&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;2010, happens to be a special day. Today marks and celebrates the very 1st annual Global Oneness day! I pulled this mission statement from it’s official website…&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“A day to be set aside and embraced by individuals, communities and nations each year during which people celebrate, discuss, demonstrate and thus experience our commonality, while still acknowledging and respecting our beautiful cultural diversity . . . a shared day to unite in Oneness every year for the greater good of the Human Family.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;In honor of this historic 1st, I think today presents the perfect opportunity to discuss the themes of unity and oneness with our families as we gather around the dinner table tonight. I personally will always recall this day as… the day I had to speak in church. (An event that I hope will not likely be repeated until the year 2020!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Brothers and sisters…&lt;b&gt; We are all connected&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;. Despite all our differences, despite our race, our religion, our beliefs… despite our status, education, or our income… and despite our sexual orientation, or our political affiliations… despite it all… &lt;b&gt;we all belong to each other&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;. We need not agree with one another… to love one another. We need not think alike… to love alike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2787226681284953378&amp;amp;postID=2022774315070031724" name="30"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“And thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;strength: this is the first commandment… &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the second is like, namely this, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. There is none other commandment greater than these&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;.”&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;(Mark 12:30-31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;I repeat… &lt;b&gt;There is none other commandment greater than these.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;It is not our place to determine the worth of a soul, for God has already done this… the worth of a soul… &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; soul… is great in his sight and understanding - Greater than we could ever comprehend… at least in this life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;May we always remember &lt;i&gt;Who We Are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;, and may we also never forget the divine beauty and greatness that can be found in all. May we love, honor and recognize &lt;i&gt;the good&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;the god,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; that is in each of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;In closing I would like to leave you with one final thought… Psalms 82:6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I have said, Ye are gods; and &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; of you are children of the most High.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;May you always remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;… Amen.&lt;/span&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/2787226681284953378-2022774315070031724?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/2022774315070031724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/10/through-gods-eyes.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/2022774315070031724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/2022774315070031724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/10/through-gods-eyes.html' title='Through God&apos;s Eyes'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2787226681284953378.post-8666327635860909271</id><published>2010-10-30T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T16:12:57.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquito on the loose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TMyKkSbdWrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Qz3_eA3-tYE/s1600/mosquito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TMyKkSbdWrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Qz3_eA3-tYE/s1600/mosquito.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have always had big dreams of healing the world. I am constantly feeling like there is more I should be doing to serve humanity and make the world a better place.&amp;nbsp; Problem is... I am also a busy mother of five crazy (but truly amazing) little ones. My life does not include a whole lot of spare time to save the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is... if I can pour my time into raising five compassionate and globally conscience children who feel connected to the world, and who love and care about everyone... then my efforts and effectiveness can be multiplied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is always going into deep thought mode. I have so much that I want to say! So much about love, respect and compassion. So much about peace and unity. I am very shy and have a hard time expressing myself verbally. This blog is to serve as a place for me to express my highest, brightest and truest  thoughts with myself, my children, and hopefully with others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of the Dalai Lama, "If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to unleash the tiny mosquito in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2787226681284953378-8666327635860909271?l=tinymosquito.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/feeds/8666327635860909271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/10/mosquito-on-loose.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/8666327635860909271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2787226681284953378/posts/default/8666327635860909271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinymosquito.blogspot.com/2010/10/mosquito-on-loose.html' title='Mosquito on the loose!'/><author><name>tiny mosquito</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TPSrg5qr_9I/AAAAAAAAAAY/ifmYoL-KmIY/S220/mosquito.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yBFmE4ERUeM/TMyKkSbdWrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Qz3_eA3-tYE/s72-c/mosquito.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
