<?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-8688369</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:04:48.390+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbling Streams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-114259079466180417</id><published>2006-03-17T13:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T13:19:54.716+03:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2006</title><summary type='text'>With the dawn of the new year i'd like to express my sentiments, Thanks to all the people who have visited my blog and posted comments, i look forward to receiving more of them!The new year has started with a new twist and so far i'm liking it every bit of the way..God has opened my eyes to see more of those around me, like those who suffer and thus expanding my horizons to view things in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/114259079466180417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=114259079466180417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/114259079466180417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/114259079466180417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-year-2006.html' title='New Year 2006'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-111147688627721532</id><published>2005-03-22T10:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T10:34:46.276+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Together as one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/111147688627721532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=111147688627721532' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/111147688627721532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/111147688627721532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/03/together-as-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-111147509692822133</id><published>2005-03-22T09:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:14:08.626+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Story,Our Lives</title><summary type='text'>Oh my God what have I done?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;Never thought twould happen to me,How can life go on? God can you forgive me ? I’m so lost in this darkness, with no light about me. A doctor is what I always wanted to be,A successful career I’d always yearned to pursue,Now tis all like a far-fetched dream never to happen,How will I tell my God, friends, parents how sorry I’am? Loud </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/111147509692822133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=111147509692822133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/111147509692822133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/111147509692822133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/03/her-storyour-lives.html' title='Her Story,Our Lives'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110956579276926035</id><published>2005-02-28T07:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T07:43:12.770+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A shoulder to Lean on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110956579276926035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110956579276926035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110956579276926035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110956579276926035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/02/shoulder-to-lean-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110924081864157717</id><published>2005-02-24T13:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:32:29.483+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you stop next time?</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this poem when i thought about the children living in the streets and homeless people, atimes we take so many things for granted, even when things go wrong i'm sure we have other things to thank God for.We can make a difference in those suffering around us in so many ways, please let us stop and think.Choose to lend a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear, reach out and help</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110924081864157717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110924081864157717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110924081864157717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110924081864157717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/02/will-you-stop-next-time.html' title='Will you stop next time?'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110852989190728193</id><published>2005-02-16T07:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T07:54:53.866+03:00</updated><title type='text'>More Precious Than Gold</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this poem thinking about life and couples whose spouse substitutes their life and replace it with money.Some simple actions are precious and cannot be attached to anything money can buy or even expensive gifts cannot match.More Precious than GoldIn my silence will you sit next to me?Hold my hand and let your presence calm my fears?All it means is atimes words their story cannot tell,Thy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110852989190728193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110852989190728193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110852989190728193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110852989190728193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-precious-than-gold.html' title='More Precious Than Gold'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110810254350603244</id><published>2005-02-11T09:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T13:49:58.056+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Masterpiece</title><summary type='text'>Adorning the  Sunsets The rainbow across the sky flashed,As the birds to their beat so uniquely danced,Great new paths before my eyes slowly unveiled,Joining with applause the waves in unison clapped .The breeze its new song hummed,Away all my fears it quietly shunned,As the waters sweet freshness on me melted,And the sky’s switching gaze crowned me with a glow.Captured in this melodies I swayed,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110810254350603244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110810254350603244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110810254350603244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110810254350603244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/02/masterpiece_11.html' title='The Masterpiece'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110792478949755393</id><published>2005-02-09T07:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T07:53:09.496+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tender Beauty of a Flower </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110792478949755393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110792478949755393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110792478949755393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110792478949755393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/02/tender-beauty-of-flower.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110783841593701836</id><published>2005-02-08T07:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T07:57:33.470+03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STORY</title><summary type='text'>This is one of the poems i wrote that sticks close to my heart. I met an old man and he started telling me about his wife and in his eyes i could see a glow of how important she was to him as he described how beautiful she was and showed me her picture which he had carried with him.To me it was a beautiful experience in this era where some marriages seem to take a plunge yet it was so awesome an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110783841593701836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110783841593701836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110783841593701836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110783841593701836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/02/story.html' title='THE STORY'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110656002576968306</id><published>2005-01-24T13:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:27:38.576+03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blazing Beauty of My Masters Hand</title><summary type='text'>A Sure touch of the Masters HandWell i'm back and so greatfull to God for enabling me to see this new  year.I know he has great plans instore for me, i'm praying each day be a new encounter with him as i seek to live, serve and above all let him be reflected in my life.             LESSONS I'VE LEARNT SO FAR      1)Its so easy for pride to inch in without realising it, my prayer is if at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110656002576968306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110656002576968306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110656002576968306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110656002576968306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/01/blazing-beauty-of-my-masters-hand.html' title='A Blazing Beauty of My Masters Hand'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110656216026451647</id><published>2005-01-24T13:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:23:49.503+03:00</updated><title type='text'>His Plan, My Plan</title><summary type='text'>Drizzling warmth of a Tender Rose Tightly in a fist the Pebbles I clutched, But through my fingers away they slipped , Painfully before my eyes the castle melted, To new journeys I’m learning to comprehend. The cold wind struck me so hard, Felt so alone  in the vast silence, Then to heaven my voice drifted for help, As tears spoke aloud of my hearts deep ache. Yet the pebbles fell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110656216026451647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110656216026451647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110656216026451647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110656216026451647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/01/his-plan-my-plan.html' title='His Plan, My Plan'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110638669549261848</id><published>2005-01-22T13:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T08:09:59.803+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of Life</title><summary type='text'>Wonders of the New Year UnveilingAs the days crawled by then this though dawned on me and it gave my life a new glow. The Bible tells me i'm fearfully and wonderfully made.It doesn't matter whether im short or tall, dark or light, God didn't make any mistake in creating me, you or anyone else in the world.We are all unique so that we can all perform our respective works each one doing their share</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110638669549261848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110638669549261848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110638669549261848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110638669549261848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2005/01/meaning-of-life.html' title='Meaning of Life'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-110015598603864626</id><published>2004-11-11T09:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T08:18:14.550+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting on his Arms</title><summary type='text'>Mountains glory I’m learning on his arms to restAs the plans I’d built to great heights faded before my eyes.I was just thinking about the many plans I’d set for my life, some came true, some are to still unveil and some haven’t happened and may not happen.I’m learning to trust in God through all my plans even when they don’t fall into place as per how I’d set them clearly. Yes it maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/110015598603864626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=110015598603864626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110015598603864626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/110015598603864626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/11/resting-on-his-arms.html' title='Resting on his Arms'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109937153650661566</id><published>2004-11-02T07:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T08:30:23.473+03:00</updated><title type='text'>His Soothing Bliss</title><summary type='text'>Waterfall I sometimes sit and wonder how great life is with Jesus. Its not that I don’t encounterhardships, trials, there are times when i feel discouraged but through all this i know im not alone, He is always by my side and holding my hand.He understand the tears I cry and when I feel my strength is gone Then his strength is shown in my weakness.He loved the world so much that he died for us, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109937153650661566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109937153650661566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109937153650661566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109937153650661566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/11/his-soothing-bliss.html' title='His Soothing Bliss'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109937134291107761</id><published>2004-11-02T07:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T12:48:54.706+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Twill be ok</title><summary type='text'>Waterfalls song I just wrote this poem, i haven't really worked on it much but it just came to me,Everything happens in its time, God made everyone unique.The chills oer my skin deeply flow,As i marvel at the beauty of the day,The gloomy clouds their story tellAs the day seems too long to bear.Well all seems lost just look again,There's the skys beauty, you can see,So many Blessings </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109937134291107761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109937134291107761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109937134291107761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109937134291107761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/11/twill-be-ok.html' title='Twill be ok'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109937111850582526</id><published>2004-11-02T07:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T07:51:58.506+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Cooling Splendour of a Sunset </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109937111850582526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109937111850582526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109937111850582526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109937111850582526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/11/cooling-splendour-of-sunset.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109896281963486286</id><published>2004-10-28T14:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T15:12:40.750+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><summary type='text'>Psa 119:11 Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.I really love Christian music, because its music with a direction. Not only do I sing but above all the message behind what I sing matters, have you ever though of the words you sing of your favorite songs?The Bible says in Psalms.Psa 19:14 Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart,  acceptable in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109896281963486286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109896281963486286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109896281963486286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109896281963486286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109842124354880218</id><published>2004-10-22T07:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T16:15:40.153+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My hearts Treasures</title><summary type='text'>Their smiles nurture my being to gladness,Everything else fades away in their glow,As their giggles cradle my heart to peace,Thats greater than all i know.This treasure im blessed to behold, No greater asset can my heart embrace,Than a Godly foundation to lay forth,Teach the children God ways to follow.This is the crowning to my heart,No earthly treasures could ever mete this,Because </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109833296955863513</id><published>2004-10-21T07:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T07:29:29.556+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beauty of Creation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109833296955863513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109833296955863513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109833296955863513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109833296955863513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/beauty-of-creation.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109819042221583324</id><published>2004-10-19T15:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T15:53:42.216+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The rising sun</title><summary type='text'>The Long DayMy strength seems so gone,When so much has worn me down,Yet his strength is seen in my weakness,For on his arms peacefully can drift to rest.Glad am I this strength seems drawn,For reminds thanks to you to gracefully give,Sound health me given great work to manage,Thank you Lord for the challenges that I face.My sun you are in the cloudy days,My rock you are in the shaky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109819042221583324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109819042221583324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109819042221583324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109819042221583324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/rising-sun.html' title='The rising sun'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109818977478226345</id><published>2004-10-19T15:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T15:42:54.783+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Made by the masters hand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109818977478226345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109818977478226345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109818977478226345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109818977478226345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/made-by-masters-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109816112557480660</id><published>2004-10-19T07:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T12:44:04.906+03:00</updated><title type='text'>To Mike</title><summary type='text'>I wrote this for you MikeYou left prints upon my heart,That like the clouds reign daily,Kindness that i'll never forget,God i thank for bringing you in my life.Your hand you stretched forth,During the toughest time i faced,You time and care so great,Held me hand along the way.So daily to heaven my prayer i raise,God watch oer you where you are,Dont let lifes turmoils yu draw down,Let God heal all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109816112557480660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109816112557480660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109816112557480660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109816112557480660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/to-mike.html' title='To Mike'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109816051446520400</id><published>2004-10-19T07:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:27:48.383+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Special People</title><summary type='text'>I must take this opportunity to thank all the people who have greatly shaped my life and left lasting prints in my life:My Parents for their love and support, believing in me, teaching me Gods ways, standing by me in all i'm forever greatful. You have taught me and molded me into the person i am today i'll forever be thankful. When i have a family i'll seek to follow your example. Thank You.Mike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109816051446520400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109816051446520400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109816051446520400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109816051446520400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/special-people.html' title='Special People'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109783654502816385</id><published>2004-10-15T13:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T13:35:45.026+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Picture of one on the beautiful sceneries of a lake in my country. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109783654502816385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109783654502816385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109783654502816385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109783654502816385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/picture-of-one-on-beautiful-sceneries.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109781779342053364</id><published>2004-10-15T08:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T08:23:13.420+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Picture of a Sleek Truck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109781779342053364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109781779342053364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109781779342053364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109781779342053364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/picture-of-sleek-truck.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8688369.post-109781604371744613</id><published>2004-10-15T07:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:12:39.256+03:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><summary type='text'>I'm Lydia n' live in Kenya, East Africa.My site is called jcslydia because i love Jesus, he is my saviour.He died for me thats the love he has for everyone.I owe all i have and all i am to him, i guess its just a way of saying i'm his for life.One of the most important things i like doing is visiting the sick in hospital and visiting childrens homes and spending time with the children and sick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/feeds/109781604371744613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8688369&amp;postID=109781604371744613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109781604371744613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8688369/posts/default/109781604371744613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jcslydia.blogspot.com/2004/10/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12994364065855237144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
