<?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-33055284</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:56:14.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CFYF MAIN BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'>sanctuary...where the Lord's children meets</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-4531472239980604695</id><published>2009-04-17T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:13:51.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CFYF Summer Camp 09</title><content type='html'>Christian Faith Youth Fellowship is the youth arm of the Christian Faith Churches in Crame, Real Quezon, Pila and Sta.  Maria in Laguna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year’s camp was held in CTM Campsite, Llavak Quezon, April 6-10, 2009 with the theme SURVIVOR Battlegrounds (Ephesians 6:10-12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 80 campers divided into 6 groups; Paul, Daniel, Job, Joshua, Joseph and David, all of whom are recorded survivors, conquerors and victors in our history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CFC has been annually conducting five day summer youth camps to gather the youth members of all four churches in a place where they will meet, enjoy the games and activities and together, worship the living God. This year, one thing was certain among all the organizers: that they, though divided by individualities and different upbringings were united in one primary goal; that in this camp we will once again encounter the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparations take nearly an entire year. Portion of  our lives are shared through time and effort to put everything together; from finding a venue, identifying the theme, topics, speakers, games, technical requirements, prizes, to fund raising activities, everything was intricately planned. It was like a major production, a one time performance. We had to do it like there was no other chance of doing it. That we had to give it our best shot. Because we were doing it for a very special audience, our very important guest, the author of artistry and craftsmanship, the very meaning of perfection---- the creator and giver of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that took most of our energy was to prepare our selves and pray that something divine happens. That the Lord visits us and that he deals with all of us. Heaven was stormed with constant prayers and pleads that He allows us to experience Him even for just once in all those five days. That we, though sinners may find ourselves embraced by God.&lt;br /&gt;And He did not fail us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He, the creator of everything beautiful and wonderful....the beginning and the end….He embraced us and touched our hearts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, who were sinners, lonely wanderers….were treated special by our kind God.&lt;br /&gt;That He did not look into our mistakes, our failures…&lt;br /&gt;He looked at us with so much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That even on the first day, he has allowed us to feel Him as He touched our souls…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw miracles…young people who’ve grown into a world filled with pride and restlessness began to burst into tears, lifting up their hands in sweet surrender…surrendering their pains, their cares, their pride, their sins, their lives into the author of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from different corners were speaking in different languages…unidentifiable languages…&lt;br /&gt;And the succeeding days were becoming more and more satisfrying…as God continued to allow Himself to be felt by now, most if not all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the attendees were starting to understand what was really happening. More were accepting the fact that we are sinners, filthy trash that did not deserve anything good. Yet we were given salvation…and that we didn’t have to pay a single thing for it….that it was free for all of us…all because of the kindness and goodness of the most powerful being. Then more young people were laying down their lives at the foot of our Lord…accepting Him as their personal Savior…admitting their mistakes, asking for forgiveness and praying that everything’s that broken in them be fixed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovely sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That youngster s who are used to speaking of painful, wrathful words were now uttering words of worship and thankfulness to our dear God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang salitang P&amp;amp;%$#a^% I%@ ay napalitan na ng Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not a work of human hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a divine being can cause people to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we felt honored, privileged…we were special…that God took take time to come to us. We were deeply loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was five days of a memorable experience which we will surely treasure for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something to give us courage and strength as we faced our real battleground…outside the camp venue…into the world…and the battle within ourselves…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is something we can look back to…in the future…in times of difficulties…in times of troubles…when there seems to be no motivation to continue in fighting for our beliefs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That once in our young age…together with our friends and colleagues…we have experienced God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we will experience more of Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-4531472239980604695?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/4531472239980604695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=4531472239980604695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/4531472239980604695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/4531472239980604695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2009/04/cfyf-summer-camp-09.html' title='CFYF Summer Camp 09'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-6193780077016457138</id><published>2008-04-04T16:19:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T17:54:58.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>precamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R_X60aweTUI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jweqacYUkqo/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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           "Kingdom Reigns...Extreme!!!"&lt;br /&gt;            Your kingdom come, Your will be done...&lt;br /&gt;                                                         Matthew 6:10&lt;br /&gt;When: March 19-22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Where: CTM Campsite, Llavac Quezon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Faith Youth Fellowship (CFYF) the youth organization of Christian Faith Center churches in Real, Quezon, Crame in San Juan and the towns of Pila and Sta. Maria in Laguna will be having its annual summer youth camp this March 19-22. It will be held in CTM Campsite, Llavac Quezon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a four-day camp filled with activities to surely make your kids enjoy this lenten season together with youth from other churches. There will be games but most importantly, there are lectures and other activities that will give them more knowledge about our living and loving God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For interested parties, you may contact us through:&lt;br /&gt;     mail: &lt;a href="mailto:cfyfnofear@gmail.com"&gt;cfyfnofear@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     or call: 0906.315.8694&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-764991643682387866?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/764991643682387866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=764991643682387866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/764991643682387866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/764991643682387866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-youth-camp-2008.html' title='Summer Youth Camp 2008'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-5035437695597456549</id><published>2008-03-13T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:26:48.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lay out for souvenir pin</title><content type='html'>hi guys...eto po mga lay out para sa souvenir pin ng camp... pls pakitext naman si manny or aubrey kung alin po dito ang gusto niyo... asap po pls...para madala na sa pagawaan...tnx tnx :-)  text nyo lang kung yung gray, dilaw o puti (background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6nwlLxTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pTY95fTApvo/s1600-h/pin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177092963880912178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6nwlLxTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pTY95fTApvo/s400/pin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6hwlLxSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/j7yAEz7Fq2M/s1600-h/pin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177092860801697058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6hwlLxSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/j7yAEz7Fq2M/s400/pin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6YAlLxRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yWU7HUDg_DE/s1600-h/pin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177092693297972498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6YAlLxRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/yWU7HUDg_DE/s400/pin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-5035437695597456549?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/5035437695597456549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=5035437695597456549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/5035437695597456549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/5035437695597456549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2008/03/lay-out-for-souvenir-pin.html' title='lay out for souvenir pin'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R9i6nwlLxTI/AAAAAAAAAFo/pTY95fTApvo/s72-c/pin3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-5858174174516149643</id><published>2008-02-09T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T13:51:59.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter God Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;ARTICLE i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What is the Encounter God Retreat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Encounter God is a weekend retreat that provides an opportunity for intense spiritual growth. The goal is to experience the freedom that God has made available to believers. Freedom from guilt, freedom from sin, freedom from hurts, freedom from 'strongholds' - those areas of our lives that have not yet been brought under the Lordship of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;How Does it Work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;An Encounter Retreat generally runs from Friday evening through to Saturday evening. Usually only men or only women attend. People either come to the retreat with a partner from their Cell Group, or a partner is assigned before the retreat begins. It is very important that your partner is someone with whom you feel comfortable. Early in the retreat you learn a simple but effective prayer pattern to be used with you partner. After an introduction of the basic principles the retreat follows a simple twofold pattern. First, there is a brief 15 minute presentation on a topic (the topics are listed below). Following this presentation there is a ministry time where you and your partner use the prayer pattern to pray for each other. The weekend concludes with a small group prayer circle which often becomes a powerful highlight of the entire retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Topics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Understanding Spiritual Warfare&lt;br /&gt;From Darkness to Light&lt;br /&gt;From Bondage to Freedom&lt;br /&gt;From Impure to Pure&lt;br /&gt;From Broken to Whole&lt;br /&gt;From Rebellion to Submission&lt;br /&gt;From Curse to Blessed&lt;br /&gt;Living in Victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stanleyparkchurch.ca/encounter.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;http://www.stanleyparkchurch.ca/encounter.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ARTICLE ii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="what_is_an_encounter_retreat"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What is an Encounter God Retreat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;All of us get stuck in life and can't seem to go forward spiritually and relationally. Discouragement, doubt and fear then begin to set in.&lt;br /&gt;Encounter God Retreats provide the place, time, and opportunity for you to spend personal, devoted time with God that will help you move beyond your present spiritual state and into a stronger, more intimate relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="why_attend"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Why attend an Encounter Retreat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We have seen many, many people who have attended an Encounter God Retreat begin to experience the freedom that only Christ can give, such as:&lt;br /&gt;Breakthroughs in their relationship with God and others in their lives&lt;br /&gt;Physical and emotional healing&lt;br /&gt;Hurtful thought and behavioral patterns have been broken&lt;br /&gt;Lives have been changed and transformed&lt;br /&gt;Wounded hearts have been restored and broken relationships have been mended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="what_happens"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What happens at an Encounter Retreat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A series of teachings are presented that help you to establish or deepen your relationship with God, lead you through times of forgiveness and healing, and help you to let God take your hurts, wounds, fears, doubts, and burdens, and bring you to a place of freedom and restoration.&lt;br /&gt;The teachings are focused on God and what He can- and wants - to do in your life. Time is provided so that each person can interact with God on an individual basis. People truly experience God on an Encounter speaking with them, healing them, and delivering them from their pain, fears, and strongholds.&lt;br /&gt;You will never be put on the spot, asked to pray out loud, forced to share, or anything else that makes you uncomfortable. The focus is on the interaction between you and God, not you and others who attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="what_benefits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What are the benefits of attending an Encounter Retreat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Every person who has attended an Encounter God Retreat has come away with a deeper knowledge of God and His love for them, and most have come away with dramatic stories of their encounter with Him. They have experienced:&lt;br /&gt;Healing&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="what_comes_after"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What comes after an Encounter?&lt;br /&gt;We offer a 10-week Post-Encounter Class to everyone who attends an Encounter God Retreat. This follow-up class is to help you continue to grow and solidify what God began in your life at the Encounter.&lt;br /&gt;We want to help people grow in their relationship with God and commit to coming alongside them as they learn more about themselves and God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. The Post-Encounter classes offer additional teachings, people committed to pray for you and to be available to you to help you walk out what God is showing and teaching you, and the opportunity to be able to go further with God on your spiritual journey.&lt;br /&gt;We hope that you will attend an Encounter God retreat so that you will experience the healing, hope, forgiveness, and freedom that only God can bring into your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hunterscreekcommunitychurch.com/encounter_god_retreats.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;http://www.hunterscreekcommunitychurch.com/encounter_god_retreats.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author’s note: &lt;br /&gt;EGR was an enticing experience that gave me more knowledge about my faith and the “god” that I’ve been reading and hearing about since my younger years. First, to add a few info about the technicalities of EGR, I should mention that it is a part of the G12 System that started in Colombia.  Motivated by his frustrations on what has become of his community’s youth and the call for his mission to spread the word of salvation, Pastor Cesar Castellano of Bogota, Colombia thought of creating a system that would lead to the growth of churches first, in terms of quantity. Hence, G12 system was born, similar to a networking or pyramiding which would make everything seem easier to explain, one is required to disciple at least 12 persons. A church member should share the gospel to 12 persons “Make disciples" (See Matthew 28:19-20)" and overseer them as they enter the family of Christ and hopefully, grow joyously in it and repeat the process they’ve gone through by sharing with another set of 12 persons . A simple arithmetic as it may be, but the G12 requires intense dedication, commitment, boldness and full awareness of the covenant that you create with the living God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to grow churches in terms of quality, every member must be trained so that they'd be equipped with enough wisdom to fully understand faith, God and the purpose that should drive their lives. This is where EGR comes in- it is a wonderful two-day experience that equips you with enough knowledge (I may say) to learn or learn more about God and arm you with an encounter that will make you say to yourself every now and then that “There really I a living God and He is out there watching over me, I have all the reason in the world now to believe His existence.” And then you can share it to everyone. As blissful and as exciting as the way you share a good movie with your friends. And then life suddenly starts to be different now, everything has become beautiful, the world becomes more colorful, just like the feeling of a teenager who has just conversed with his life-long crush. You start to be excited to share what has become of you, just because you’ve known God--- that He loved you first and He loves you so much, He made sure He gets to catch all the pain and suffering that were rightfully for you. Because you have sinned, yet He loved you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having an encounter with Him was “THE” ultimate experience. And being a long-time Christian that I claim to be, EGR is like a renewing of vow with my redeemer. And the world sure seemed to be different, I am more happy, I am sure, more sure He is there, living and probably breathing just like me. But all that he breathes is His love and care for all of us. Now, I could say a lot more nice things about the EGR, but like I mentioned previously, it requires intense dedication, boldness, commitment and full awareness of the covenant you make with a living God. This is no joke, Jesus wasn’t joking when He stood there bravely, receiving all the whips, beating and curses. It wasn’t a joke for Jesus when he received the punishment and died horrifyingly painful- because you have sinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With EGR, you are required to attend Pre-encounter classes, Post encounter and since it is a part of the G12 System, you follow strict standards. I should also mention other classes- School Of Leaders and others that I am personally looking forward to. Time consuming as it may sound, but if doctors take 10 or more years to study and specialize in dealing with sicknesses and diseases, a few EGR an G12 classes won’t get you much in trouble, remember you are dealing here with LIFE. Sabi nga, “ayusan ng buhay to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally recommend that you, this blog’s readers, attend the EGR and experience what I and my friends had. We are not fool, ignorant individuals who claim we experience something supernatural, we are young people who have gone to school, probably the same you’ve been to, dine and chit chat in McDonalds, roamed around Galleria, bought the same shirt or probably the same shoes that you had, receive monthly wages, work till the wee hours of the morning, farted, and yanked corny jokes, just like you. But, we had a wonderful and undeniably supernal experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it a five star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.ohberry.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-5858174174516149643?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/5858174174516149643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=5858174174516149643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/5858174174516149643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/5858174174516149643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2008/02/encounter-god-retreat.html' title='Encounter God Retreat'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-5875112053008860132</id><published>2007-12-03T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T12:44:17.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;KIDS and CHURCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-year-old Reese:&lt;br /&gt;"Our Father, Who does art in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Harold is His name. "&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A little boy was overheard praying:&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a real good time like I am."&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;After the christening of his baby brother in church,&lt;br /&gt;Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car.&lt;br /&gt;His father asked him three times what was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the boy replied,&lt;br /&gt;"That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home,&lt;br /&gt;and I wanted to stay with you guys."&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;One particular four-year-old prayed,&lt;br /&gt;"And forgive us our trash baskets&lt;br /&gt;as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets."&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they were on the way to church service, "And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?"  One bright girl replied,&lt;br /&gt;"Because people are sleeping."&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and Ryan 3.&lt;br /&gt;The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.&lt;br /&gt;Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson.&lt;br /&gt;"If Jesus were sitting here, He would say,&lt;br /&gt;'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'&lt;br /&gt;Kevin turned to his younger brother and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Ryan, you be Jesus!"&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A father was at the beach with his children&lt;br /&gt;when the four-year-old son ran up to him,&lt;br /&gt;grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore&lt;br /&gt;where a seagull lay dead in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;"Daddy, what happened to him?" the son asked.&lt;br /&gt;"He died and went to Heaven," the Dad replied.&lt;br /&gt;The boy thought a moment and then said,&lt;br /&gt;"Did God throw him back down?"&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;A wife invited some people to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Would you like to say the blessing?"&lt;br /&gt;"I wouldn't know what to say," the girl replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Just say what you hear Mommy say," the wife answered.&lt;br /&gt;The daughter bowed her head and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-5875112053008860132?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/5875112053008860132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=5875112053008860132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/5875112053008860132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/5875112053008860132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2007/12/funny-stories.html' title='funny stories'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-4996161042537163579</id><published>2007-11-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T22:31:38.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang aming bahay...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ang lahat ng bahay, malaki man o maliit, mansion man o barong barong ay kailangan ng matibay na pundasyon. Ito ang nagpapanatili sa pagkakatayo ng isang tahanan dumaan man ang matinding bagyo, malakas na hangin, mainit na panahon at anu kahit anu pa mang pagsubok ng kalikasan. Sa aming tahanan kung saan hinuhubog at pinagtitibay ang aming spiritual na buhay ay matibay ang pundasyong nagpapanatili ng kaayusan at katatagan ng bahay. Sila ang mga pundasyong hinasa na ng panahon na nakahandang humarap sa anumang pagsubok na hatid nito at handang protektahan ang mga bahagi ng tahanang naka-depende sa kanila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Narito ang matitibay naming pundasyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013TxBoxKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R9D9GXuaQ9s/s1600-h/18868709832715l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013TxBoxKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R9D9GXuaQ9s/s320/18868709832715l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893931361027234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;KUYA RICKY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Si Kuya Ricky, na dati ring miyembro ng youing people sa &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Christian&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Faith&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Church&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; ay isa sa aming mga youth advisers. May sarili na ring family si Kuya Rick at yun ay si ate Aileen na para sa kanya ay isang regalo na matagal tagal ring pinrepare ni Lord para sa kanya na ibinigay naman in His perfect timing…pero sa kabila niyan, ay matiyaga pa rin siyang nakabantay at naka alalay sa gawain ng kabataan sa aming simbahan. Lagi siyang naka antabay sa mga activities at talaga namang young at heart pa rin siya. Naniniwala kasi siya (ayon sa pagkakatanda ko) na mabuting hinuhubog ang kabataan sa simbahan nang sa gayon ay maging matibay siya hanggang sa kanyang paglaki at walang anumang pagsubok ang makakasira sa relationship niya kay Lord. Yan si Kuya Ricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &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;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013JxBoxJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XiXTKzUngG0/s1600-h/12490118551753m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013JxBoxJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XiXTKzUngG0/s320/12490118551753m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893759562335378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ATE MHAI &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Eto naman si ate Mhai, kasalukuyan siyang nasa abroad. Dati rin siyang member ng young people at sa kanyang paglaki (naks) ay isa rin siya sa masugid na umalalay sa gawain. Katulad sila ni Ricky ng paniniwala tungkol sa paghubog sa isang spiritually habang bata pa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013ChBoxII/AAAAAAAAAEk/QYbXM57b5xc/s1600-h/1_254703376l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013ChBoxII/AAAAAAAAAEk/QYbXM57b5xc/s320/1_254703376l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893635008283778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;KUYA &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;GARY&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si kuya Gary ang dating pangunahing advisers na humahawak sa activity ng mga kabataan. Lagi rin namin siyang kasama sa mga lakad, kagaya ng pagbisita sa ibang mga churches at outdoor fellowship. kahit hindi siya mukhang driver, madalas niya kaming ipinagmamaneho dahil sa sasakyan din niya kami nakikisakay. Matiyaga siyang nagbabantay sa aming mga activities at kahit ngayong nag iba na ang administrasyon ay nakukulit pa rin namin siya at nahihingan ng tulong especially kapag may Christmas presentations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R0126xBoxHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Xhj1p-qIMS8/s1600-h/16477591559853l_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R0126xBoxHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Xhj1p-qIMS8/s320/16477591559853l_opt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893501864297586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;KUYA JULIUS a.k.a. KUYA YOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012zBBoxGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XFYcj2D_0qQ/s1600-h/1_497053795l_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012zBBoxGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/XFYcj2D_0qQ/s320/1_497053795l_opt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893368720311394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Siya ang kasalukuyang “bagong administrasyon” ng young people. Siya ngayon ang aming kinukulit 24/7. Natiyaga rin siyang nakabantay at nakagabay sa gawain ng youth. At mahaba rin ang pasensya nitong si kuya Julius, kahit pa ubod ng kulit at ubod ng gulo ang mga young people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012pBBoxFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Zubv9T4JObU/s1600-h/1_962338736l_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012pBBoxFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Zubv9T4JObU/s320/1_962338736l_opt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893196921619538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;By the way, aminado rin siya na likas din siyang makulit. Jack of all trades din si kuya Yok, siya ay pastor ,adviser, singer (the best!) dancer (ehem) entertainer, game master, camp director, choir conductor (ng mens and womens department kapag christmas party) taga-alok ng tinda ng ibang ka church mate :-) at marunong din siyang magbutingting ng kung anik anik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012hBBoxEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aXY3l_DQTZQ/s1600-h/1_657390375l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012hBBoxEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aXY3l_DQTZQ/s320/1_657390375l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137893059482666050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ATE ZEN &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Si ate Zen, siya po ang mabuting maybahay ni Kuya Yok. Mabait at mahaba din ang pasensya ni ate Zen at katulad nina Gem at Hana ay itinuturing din nilang anak ang iba pang kabataan. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; na nga rin naming bahay ang tahanan nila, duon na kami nakiki computer, nakiki charge, nakiki c.r., nakiki kain at nakikitulog. Basta para sa gawain ni Lord ay all out ang kanilang support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012LBBoxDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CVcHLTisOLk/s1600-h/1_402619969l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012LBBoxDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CVcHLTisOLk/s320/1_402619969l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137892681525543986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012BBBoxCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zIvfTddfMHk/s1600-h/4946559611170l_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R012BBBoxCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/zIvfTddfMHk/s320/4946559611170l_opt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137892509726852130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;PASTOR GANI &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya ang aming pastor. Siya din ang matibay na foundation ng aming church. Siya ang malinaw na physical manifestation ng "living by faith" at katuparan ng ilan sa mga promises. aminadong nagsimula sa mababa, tinupad ni Lord ang pangako niya na prosperity at abundance sa kanilang buhay. marami rin silang natutulungan financially at higit sa lahat spiritually. eto ang verse na natatandaan kong madalas niyang sinasabi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 19:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;sila ang pundasyon ng aming tahanan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-4996161042537163579?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/4996161042537163579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=4996161042537163579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/4996161042537163579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/4996161042537163579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2007/11/ang-aming-bahay.html' title='ang aming bahay...'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/R013TxBoxKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/R9D9GXuaQ9s/s72-c/18868709832715l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-3135303059224442453</id><published>2007-11-13T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:27:41.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friends are....&lt;br /&gt;companions...they accompany you to places that you'd like to see...to adventures that you are afraid of trying all by yourself...to help you decide in what color to choose in picking a shirt or a blouse perhaps...friends accompany you to concerts so you wouldn't go shouting all by your self...that may leave people staring at you in amazement...thinking you may have gone crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmukjPh1OI/AAAAAAAAADk/GgLUQ7KmB40/s1600-h/DSC00522.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132325193324287202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmukjPh1OI/AAAAAAAAADk/GgLUQ7KmB40/s320/DSC00522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; friends are...&lt;br /&gt;allies...they support you in whichever road you choose to take...friends even take the risks in joining you while you risk your self...friends stand just right beside you...closer when you need a hand to reach out to...farther when you need someone to look after you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmudjPh1NI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZmX5PVk4E-w/s1600-h/DSC00527.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132325073065202898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmudjPh1NI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZmX5PVk4E-w/s320/DSC00527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; friends are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;confidant...to lend a shoulder to cry on, to listen to your worries and hear the silent cry of your wounded heart...friends keep their hearts open, accepting you whatever you have to decided to do to yourself...staying with you when every one has left....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmuFTPh1LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tO5PYgC7Aic/s1600-h/DSC00250.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132324656453375154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmuFTPh1LI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tO5PYgC7Aic/s320/DSC00250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; friends are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;advisers...to let you see life in a different view...when worries and hardships have blurred your sight, friends are there to lead you to a better way...friends tell how they truly feel so you'll have an idea of what it's like to be in a different case...so you wouldn't think that the initial reaction and idea you have in mind, is always the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzmt-DPh1KI/AAAAAAAAADI/8ksfm1G_CyE/s1600-h/DSC00940.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132324531899323554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzmt-DPh1KI/AAAAAAAAADI/8ksfm1G_CyE/s320/DSC00940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; friends are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;admirers...they admire the courage you have and admire your strength in admitting your weaknesses and facing failure...they admire your good looks and goodness in taste and admire your boldness to be different...in expressing yourself no matter what people say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friends are...angels, God-given gifts. they are physical manifestations that a loving, caring and generous living God like the one we worship, looks after us and makes sure that we receive his personal sent presents. every day that we live with our friends are days that God shows himself to us, through their loving kindness and loyalty, friends assures of a company and of a good life that lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;pasaway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-3135303059224442453?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/3135303059224442453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=3135303059224442453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/3135303059224442453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/3135303059224442453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends.html' title='friends...'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmukjPh1OI/AAAAAAAAADk/GgLUQ7KmB40/s72-c/DSC00522.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-7129522146931511847</id><published>2007-11-13T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T22:27:09.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youth camp....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Youth Camp&lt;br /&gt;the annual summer youth camp is one major event that we guys look forward to. it is a gathering of youth from different Christian Faith Churhes and other visiting churches. we spend the most important five-days in our lives every year for a fun-filled camp where we praise and worship the Lord and have fun thoughout the camp duration. we have here a group photo of this year's summer camp held in tanay rizal. with more than a hundred attendees, we sure had an all out enjoyment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmnBTPh1JI/AAAAAAAAADA/49rKw7Ngiz8/s1600-h/1_148722611l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132316891152503954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmnBTPh1JI/AAAAAAAAADA/49rKw7Ngiz8/s320/1_148722611l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; the success of a camp cannot be measured by the number of attendees, nor the loudness of cheers and cries during praise&amp;amp;woship sessions. it's success is not measured on the list of contact numbers that you gathered from your new found friends...but the success of a summer youth camp is measured by an individual's knowledge of God that he takes home when he leaves the camp premises...and how he let's this new found knowledge reflect through his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the summer camp needs the utmost planning and conceptualization. but above all the number of thinking heads and working bodies, divine guidance is the key to having a fun-Christ-filled-camp. without it, everything wouldn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes about a year of planning and meeting for each year's camp. and i bet you couldn't imagine the tension and pressure that we, officers have before, during and after each camp. we think about the programs, line up of activities, games for fun and enjoyment, meals, the venue, guest speakers and lecturers, the fund, prizes, topics, the camp theme. and to top it all off, we think about how we are before our God, for He is the sole reason why we commit ourselves in this kind of long term activity. committing oneself to a youth camp is something that requires us of our time, our personal growth, our minds, our hearts, our dedication. it can be likened to committing oneself to a loved one, that you try to give the best that you can, you think of the best that you can give, with the assurance that the Lord our God, He who loved us first, will be there with us all throughout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of the photos that we have before the recent camp....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ocular sa tanay rizal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzmm7jPh1II/AAAAAAAAAC4/kWMpOXwoCRk/s1600-h/DSC05446.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132316792368256130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzmm7jPh1II/AAAAAAAAAC4/kWMpOXwoCRk/s320/DSC05446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; manny, aped, mark, aubrey, ren obie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmzDPh1HI/AAAAAAAAACw/gcXOnIJsvJA/s1600-h/DSC05433.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132316646339368050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmzDPh1HI/AAAAAAAAACw/gcXOnIJsvJA/s320/DSC05433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; jay,weng, jo, jay, mark, aped, ren, grace, gemgem, manny, ptr. obhet, aubrey, obie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmnjPh1GI/AAAAAAAAACo/H4gPguLuYIk/s1600-h/DSC05450.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132316448770872418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmnjPh1GI/AAAAAAAAACo/H4gPguLuYIk/s320/DSC05450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; planning and conceptualization...uyyyy, kunware attentive silang nakikinig yehey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmazPh1FI/AAAAAAAAACg/jOHJmrvOM94/s1600-h/DSC05336.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132316229727540306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmazPh1FI/AAAAAAAAACg/jOHJmrvOM94/s320/DSC05336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmSTPh1EI/AAAAAAAAACY/uPMBH2toFbk/s1600-h/761871282l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132316083698652226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmmSTPh1EI/AAAAAAAAACY/uPMBH2toFbk/s320/761871282l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; bago namen ipagawa ang bawat games, sinusubukan muna namen to make na sure at "do-able" ang lahat hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzml6DPh1DI/AAAAAAAAACQ/peDKwG3vcs8/s1600-h/DSC05419.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132315667086824498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzml6DPh1DI/AAAAAAAAACQ/peDKwG3vcs8/s320/DSC05419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                    pasaway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-7129522146931511847?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/7129522146931511847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=7129522146931511847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/7129522146931511847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/7129522146931511847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2007/11/youth-camp.html' title='youth camp....'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmnBTPh1JI/AAAAAAAAADA/49rKw7Ngiz8/s72-c/1_148722611l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-221863301552402258</id><published>2007-11-13T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:19:11.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recent happenings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OCULAR SA CAMP VENUE FOR YEAR '08&lt;br /&gt;heto ang hitsura namen sa una naming pagbisita sa CTM, llavak Quezon na target namen bilang camp venue...(left to right) ptr. manny, ptr. malden, gem, aped (yung lalaking mahaba ang buhok) mark (yung nasa likod ni aped) manny (yung makulit na humahaba ang leeg dahil hindi siya makit) grace (yung cute na katabi ni manny) kuya yok, jayjay, renren, aubrey and weng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132308730714641426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmfmTPh1BI/AAAAAAAAACA/-bYjCgAN-E0/s320/1_940135036l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmfYTPh1AI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2ACCVi7igmc/s1600-h/1_398264696l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132308490196472834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmfYTPh1AI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2ACCVi7igmc/s320/1_398264696l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmexTPh0_I/AAAAAAAAABw/seCGW9ii1Q4/s1600-h/1_642943495l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132307820181574642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmexTPh0_I/AAAAAAAAABw/seCGW9ii1Q4/s320/1_642943495l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yan ang mga liga...wow kumpleto...actually kumakanta kami ng song para kay papa God...pose muna para magpicture... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdDTPh08I/AAAAAAAAABY/XXqQWQUw2sw/s1600-h/1_988685869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdjDPh0-I/AAAAAAAAABo/0u-kq1X8LTI/s1600-h/1_928658194l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132306475856810978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdjDPh0-I/AAAAAAAAABo/0u-kq1X8LTI/s320/1_928658194l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;meryenda muna...ang mga kabataan ng cfc matatakaw...joseph...anu na? seryosoong seryoso ka jan ha...hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;syempre hindi namen mapapalampas ang dagat...wala niyan sa maynila...at kahit pa walang baon na damit at nanginginig na kami sa lamig...go go go pa rin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdQzPh09I/AAAAAAAAABg/s0gW6KTpAb8/s1600-h/1_990276608l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132306162324198354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdQzPh09I/AAAAAAAAABg/s0gW6KTpAb8/s320/1_990276608l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying alive...sa lamig ng dagat na ito sa real, quezon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdDTPh08I/AAAAAAAAABY/XXqQWQUw2sw/s1600-h/1_988685869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132305930395964354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdDTPh08I/AAAAAAAAABY/XXqQWQUw2sw/s320/1_988685869l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmdDTPh08I/AAAAAAAAABY/XXqQWQUw2sw/s1600-h/1_988685869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;joint fellowship with the youth of jesus is lord and savior chuch in mandaluyong city... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132305247496164274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmcbjPh07I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iswBjQuOMsg/s320/1_874352662l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmcTDPh06I/AAAAAAAAABI/hNIoUIAX8Uc/s1600-h/1_125231393l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132305101467276194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmcTDPh06I/AAAAAAAAABI/hNIoUIAX8Uc/s320/1_125231393l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can you see those happy faces? worshipping the Lord surely gives us the innate joy that makes everyone smile.... :-0 &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzmb9DPh05I/AAAAAAAAABA/4pMdRhDyXl4/s1600-h/1_231136572l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132304723510154130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/Rzmb9DPh05I/AAAAAAAAABA/4pMdRhDyXl4/s320/1_231136572l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmbIjPh03I/AAAAAAAAAAw/50iFg9140Uc/s1600-h/1_559242522l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-221863301552402258?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/221863301552402258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=221863301552402258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/221863301552402258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/221863301552402258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2007/11/recent-happenings.html' title='recent happenings...'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f9zAY2Y_8zI/RzmfmTPh1BI/AAAAAAAAACA/-bYjCgAN-E0/s72-c/1_940135036l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-117076825520491031</id><published>2007-02-06T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:24:15.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest Buzzzzzz..............</title><content type='html'>Buddies...here's what we've all been waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The CFYF Summer Youth Camp '07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go, Grow and Glow in the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theme Verse: Philippians 1:9-11&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Asian Hope Bible School Tanay Rizal&lt;br /&gt;Date: April 2-6, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yahoooooooooooo.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank God, it has now finally come. We're but a a few more weeks away from the much awaited summer camp for this year. It took us nearly a year (the entire time after the previous camp) to come up with  the activities and programs for the upcoming youth gathering. This is not going to be the first one (on our part...the youth leaders) but it sure is one of the most exciting that we're gonna have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We've all been campers before we've all gone through the mind buggling, nerve wracking and spirit lifting sumer camp activities and it sure did played a great part on the person that we are today (hindi yung pagiging pasaway namin ha, kundi yung pagiging God fearing namen hehehe). We sure owe a lot to the older generation of youth members who have gone beyond their limitations in bringing us closer to our one true God. They sure have gone through the same efforts (as we are now going through) in coming up with the best activities so the attendees will enjoy the five-day summer camp; for the Christrian youth---to get closer to him and for the first timers---to know and accept God and realize that Christian living is not boring after all---that it is a life full of zest and peace knowing that a powerful and loving watches over us all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of our youth leaders (that includes me of course) have been campers for years and with all that experience and training from our church elders plus the knowledge and guidance from our good Lord, we have been entrusted by other youth members and church leaders in leading future camps. We've had our "firsts" last year; first attending a camp without being a camper, first time conceptualizing / planning and arguing against one other on the kind of activities that we will have on the first camp that we take our part as leaders...slash facilitators...slash nannies...slash runners...slash motivators....slash  dishwashers...slash peace keepers...slash ate's and kuya's...to which by the end of each day....we all come back to our humble selves.... realizing that after all, we are still the ones benefitting and learning from all the activities that we, ourselves, lined up for other youth, that we, although not first timers are still the ones learning from all lectures, scriptures and life stories of the younger attendees to whom we are trying our best to be "ate's and kuya's. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the end of the camp, I'm sure the others would agree with me, that we all realized how serious and darn important our responsibilities are. It sure came clear to us that being the ate's and kuya's of the camp doesn't pertain only in becoming the  people responsible for the activities, speakers and putting everything together, but it is also our main obligation to lead this younger youth by the kind of lives each of us live...that our lives no matter how we look to it, still affect the outcome of the camp and how our campers become after they leave. It may not be too obvious, but surely, God looks on the motive and intention we have in all that we do and He will surely know us, to depths of our hearts and our thoughts and know exactly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-117076825520491031?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/117076825520491031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=117076825520491031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/117076825520491031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/117076825520491031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2007/02/latest-buzzzzzz.html' title='The Latest Buzzzzzz..............'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115737649591911162</id><published>2006-09-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:28:15.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts...ng pasaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Lord has really been true to his promises…he has been faithful and good enough to shower us with blessings and guidance…for the past years that the new generation of CFC youth and advisers have exerted effort and time for His ministry, things are starting to work out now…the fellowships with two or three attendees are over.. it’s not that such number is not enough to gather in His name, it’s just that it is nicer to see more people gathering to worship Him and share the good things that He has done…gone are the days of cancelled fellowships…or alternate schedules of youth meetings…I hope everyone would agree with me that all of us are looking forward to Sundays…especially Sunday afternoons…that we have more reasons to live our Sunday-afternoon lives…to share it with fellow addicts…pardon for the word, but I think it all depends on how you give meaning to it…and if the enemy gave a bad meaning to this word…let’s take that away and give it a new one…addicts nga tayo…pero iba naman ang ating bisyo…ang bisyo natin…si Lord…salamat sa Kanya, at nagmeet tayo…hindi ito aksidente. God has really planned that we all meet up and be brothers and sisters in His name…it was not an accident that the Lord brought us to this church and realize our purposes…that is to worship him…&lt;br /&gt;It really gives a blissful feeling to see everyone praising His name and having fun…that’s a good combination…it all proves that Christian life is not boring, and need not to be strictly serious…that being a Christian is all the more FUN knowing that someone is always there to watch over us and make sure that we don’t ruin ourselves and bring our lives to gray paths. a just wish that it all doesn'y end here...let's continue the hard work...never stop in working for Him and reaching for other youth to share his words...I hope all of us would never go tired in worshipping the Lord…wala sanang bibitaw…God bless us all…peace out….(ang pasaway…aubrey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115737649591911162?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115737649591911162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115737649591911162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115737649591911162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115737649591911162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/09/thoughtsng-pasaway.html' title='thoughts...ng pasaway'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115686712060249034</id><published>2006-08-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:58:40.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture...picture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;mga pasaway&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/22304707215009l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/320/22304707215009l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;VOLTES V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/22304707419062l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/320/22304707419062l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taping ng mel&amp;joey sa broadway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/16279691363622l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/320/16279691363622l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; si kuya ricky and ate aileen, kuya froilan, kuya leights and ate shawie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/16278210630264l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/320/16278210630264l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;starting from right:&lt;br /&gt;mark, kuya jeff, jennylyn, cindy, jen, jayjay, judith, manny, jo and aped&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115686712060249034?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115686712060249034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115686712060249034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115686712060249034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115686712060249034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/picturepicture.html' title='picture...picture...'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115686647944968764</id><published>2006-08-29T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:47:59.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke...joke...joke...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; The Historical Flight&lt;br /&gt;Terri asked her Sunday School class to draw pictures of their favorite Bible stories. She was puzzled by Kyle's picture, which showed four people on an airplane, so she asked him which story it was meant to represent.  "The flight to Egypt," said Kyle. "I see ... And that must be Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus," Ms. Terri said. "But who's the fourth person?""Oh, that's Pontius-the Pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bible Confusion&lt;br /&gt;he little girl was sitting with her grandmother, who had presented her with her first little children's Bible, in an easy-to-read translation, when she was very young.              Now, a decade or so later, the elderly lady was ready to spend a few sweet moments handing down the big old family Bible, in the time-honored King James Version, to her only grandchild.              Understandably excited, the youngster was asking a number of questions, both about the family members whose births and deaths were recorded therein, and about various aspects of the Scriptures themselves.              Her grandmother was endeavoring to answer all the child's questions in terms she could understand, but the one that stopped her cold was this sincere inquiry:              "Which Virgin was the mother of Jesus? Was it the Virgin Mary, or the King James virgin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The Christian Barber&lt;br /&gt;here was a barber that thought that he should share his faith with his customers more than he had been doing lately. So the next morning when the sun came up and the barber got up out of bed he said, "Today I am going to witness to the first man that walks through my door."              Soon after he opened his shop the first man came in and said, "I want a shave!" The barber said, "Sure, just sit in the seat and I'll be with you in a moment." The barber went in the back and prayed a quick desperate prayer saying, "God, the first customer came in and I'm going to witness to him. So give me the wisdom to know just the right thing to say to him. Amen."              Then quickly the barber came out with his razor knife in one hand and a Bible in the other while saying "Good morning sir. I have a question for you... Are you ready to die?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115686647944968764?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115686647944968764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115686647944968764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115686647944968764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115686647944968764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/jokejokejoke.html' title='joke...joke...joke...'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115686605448719418</id><published>2006-08-29T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:40:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Four Wives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Four Wives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies.  He gave her nothing but the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms.  However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He also loved his 2nd wife.  She was his confidant and was always so kind, considerate and patient with him.  Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and kingdom.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;However, he did not love the first wife.  Although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her!One day, the King fell ill and he knew his time was short.  He thought of his luxurious life and wondered, "I now have four wives with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I have loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you.  Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!", replied the 4th wife, and she walked away without another word.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Her answer cut like a sharp knife right into his heart.The sad King then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you all my life.  Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!", replied the 3rd wife. "Life is too good!  When you die, I'm going to remarry!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;His heart sank and turned cold.He then asked the 2nd wife, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me.   When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd wife.  "At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Her answer struck him like a bolt of lightning, and the King was devastated.Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you.  I'll follow you no matter where you go."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The King looked up, and there was his first wife.  She was very skinny as she suffered from malnutrition and neglect.Greatly grieved, the King said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"In truth, we all have the 4 wives in our lives.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our 4th wife is our body.  No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it will leave us when we die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our 3rd wife is our possessions, status and wealth.  When we die, it will all go to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our 2nd wife is our family and friends.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No matter how much they have been there for us, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.And our 1st wife is our Soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;However, our Soul is the only thing that will follow us wherever we go.Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of us that will follow us to the throne of God and continue with us throughout Eternity.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Author Unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115686605448719418?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115686605448719418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115686605448719418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115686605448719418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115686605448719418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/four-wives.html' title='The Four Wives'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115634504771885984</id><published>2006-08-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T22:58:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why God allows pain....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The Barber Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and suffering that I have seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man went to a barbershop to have hishair cut and his beard trimmed.As the barber began to work, they began to have a goodconversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;They talked about so many things and various subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;When they eventually touched on the subject of God, thebarber said:"I don't believe that God exists.""Why do you say that?" asked the customer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist.Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people?Would there be abandoned children?If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.I can't imagine a loving God who would allow all of thesethings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respondbecause he didn't want to start an argument.The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in thestreet with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmedbeard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He looked dirty and unkempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The customer turned back and entered the barber shop againand he said to the barber: "You know what? Barbers do notexist.""How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber."I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!""No!" the customer exclaimed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Barbers don't exist becauseif they did, there would be no people with dirty long hairand untrimmed beards, like that man outside.""Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what happens when peopledo not come to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Exactly!" affirmed the customer. "That's the point! God, too, DOES exist! That's what happens when people do not go to Him and don't look to Him for help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;That's why there's so much pain and suffering in theworld."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115634504771885984?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115634504771885984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115634504771885984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115634504771885984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115634504771885984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-god-allows-pain.html' title='why God allows pain....'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115615509828555327</id><published>2006-08-21T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T18:11:38.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/16278007558075l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/320/16278007558075l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/16278007558075l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/16278007558075l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CFYF LOGO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115615509828555327?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115615509828555327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115615509828555327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115615509828555327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115615509828555327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/logo.html' title='logo'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115615326508310874</id><published>2006-08-21T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:41:05.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no fear!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/1600/1643263845463l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5407/3540/320/1643263845463l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ....ASTIG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115615326508310874?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115615326508310874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115615326508310874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115615326508310874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115615326508310874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-fear.html' title='no fear!!!!'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33055284.post-115608435993443715</id><published>2006-08-20T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:32:39.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome...</title><content type='html'>under construction po....watch out for developments on this site...GODSPEED...&lt;br /&gt;ang pasaway ng CFC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;cfyf no fear&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33055284-115608435993443715?l=cfyfnofear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/feeds/115608435993443715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33055284&amp;postID=115608435993443715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115608435993443715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33055284/posts/default/115608435993443715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cfyfnofear.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcome.html' title='welcome...'/><author><name>cfyf</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10271065177001386151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/4743/cfclogort7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
