<?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-1352416368693091932</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:24:20.747-08:00</updated><category term='Reasons for actions taken.'/><category term='Food for today'/><category term='Bowling'/><category term='Freedom Culture'/><category term='2009'/><category term='Gobble Day'/><category term='Gobble'/><category term='1st timer'/><category term='Trust...'/><title type='text'>Hear Me Out</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1352416368693091932.post-1630888685558635966</id><published>2009-01-24T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:28:11.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons for actions taken.'/><title type='text'>Reasons for actions taken.</title><content type='html'>Pastors, Ministers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Councilors, Worship Leaders, Ushers, Elders, Etc... I'm sure I'm missing a couple, but whats the main reason behind it all?? I mean, we go to school for a degree, in Ministry, Worship, Pastoring, and all that awsome stuff... but is that somethinng that you truly need schooing for? I don't mean to open up a can of worms, but if you don't truly have the heart for any of these, why even bother schooling? What are you really going to accomplish?? If you don't have a heart for the lost, the ones that are really needing the love, and compassion, comfort and hope... Why?? You may have the right words, awsome voice, the best strategy or "game plan" but all of that is nothing without Passion, Love, and Hope. Many pastors want their church to grow big and strong, many worship leaders have the dream of one day traveling and singing to many nations and be known for their style and their voice. Lets be real!! I admit to having thought like that for some time. Actually, if I can be very honest with you all, I was holding on to this one ministry for all the wrong reasons. and here goes my true reasons for having to let it go. As much as I love it, I had to let it go. When I was younger I never really thought I would ever be anything in the church. as far as a minister or pastor or any of these fancy titles. as I grew older I began to sing in the worship band along with my sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Daisygarcia.com"&gt;Daisy Garcia&lt;/a&gt;. Honestly, thanx to her I was able to develop my talent. So everything was fine and dandy, Until I led for the 1st time... can I say...scary!!! That's another story in itself, but my point is that I began to cling to certain people, believing that they were the ones that would take me where I needed to be. or push me to the "top" so to speak. It's not a horrible thing, however I began to totally depend on them, and where they would take me. Almost like a security blanket. Now thats bad. How horrible is it to forget about the the one that initially gave you the talent and wrote out your whole life story... the one that has created you with purpose.. so here I am depending on people to make me and get me where i want to be, rather than God himself?? No way! for my own sake I needed to just be on my own for a min. just to know where is it that He truly wants me to stand. What really is his purpose in my life? be within 4 walls and lead worship to the people that decide to stay within those 4 walls? Or can it be to truly take it to the streets? see, i've come to the conclusion that you don't need to be involved in ministry to do ministry. God is the one that uses us and takes us to the place he wants us to be when we are READY. I'm still in training for what my mission will be. and i'm ready for the breaking and molding more than ever. When I head to ministry I want my heart to be ready for it all. the good, the bad, and the ugly. I want to be compassionate. I want to give real hope. want to give UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. Just as God gave the people, the lost, the dirty, the unwanted, the disowned, the unloved, the hated, the broken... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;This is my reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-1630888685558635966?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/1630888685558635966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=1630888685558635966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/1630888685558635966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/1630888685558635966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/reasons-for-actions-taken.html' title='Reasons for actions taken.'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-3137091709634377580</id><published>2009-01-08T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:53:50.948-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>This year I truly hope to get ALOT accomplished. not that i didn't accomplish much in 08', but just want to do more. Here are some things that I accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**2008**&lt;br /&gt;-Lost over 40Lbs.. (Huge Accomplishment!!)&lt;br /&gt;-Made the commitment of going back to school. (Although massage therapy was no longer available... I tried!!)&lt;br /&gt;-Found a stable church to stay commited to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Things for 2009... Oh boy!!**&lt;br /&gt;-Get a new Car.&lt;br /&gt;-Go to school for music.&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to play guitar or Piano (going for Guitar! ;))&lt;br /&gt;-Get rid of ALL bills/loans... ( Yes! I got bills. )&lt;br /&gt;-Be more responsible.&lt;br /&gt;-be more organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it... think I will make it for 2009??...&lt;br /&gt;I pray I do!!! Let me know what ya think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya ,&lt;br /&gt;-Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-3137091709634377580?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3137091709634377580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=3137091709634377580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/3137091709634377580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/3137091709634377580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-3520731722308876401</id><published>2009-01-06T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:52:16.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom Culture'/><title type='text'>01/04/2009</title><content type='html'>PHE-NOMENAL!!!!! I can honestly say that Sunday night was one of the best experiences I have had in a long time. Pastor Benny's preaching really Hit home for me. No more revolving doors here!! ----&gt; Heading the right way, not looking back!! To see the people of God have that intimate time of worship, and just surrender it ALL at the feet of Christ... I don't think there's any word that can describe the joy that brings me. To know that we at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.freedomculture.com"&gt;Freedom Culture&lt;/a&gt; are truly making a change in our community... It's awsome! I really hope that if you live in miami and are not commited or attending a church that you may take some time and visit. I assure you, you are going to not only enjoy yourself.. and if you don't... i'll treat you to.... STARBUCKS!!!!!!! k guys talk to you later.... be blessed, and please take P.B's advice and read Psalms 139:1-14. It really is good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;-Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-3520731722308876401?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/3520731722308876401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=3520731722308876401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/3520731722308876401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/3520731722308876401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2009/01/01042009.html' title='01/04/2009'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-397083366935350753</id><published>2008-12-17T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:01:54.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for today'/><title type='text'>Food for today</title><content type='html'>So... you're most likely wondering what the heck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to talk about as you read the title. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how we can go throughout our days and not really pay attention to what we eat. most of you might not know, but all my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; maintained my average weight (180 Lbs) until I hit 17-18 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; when I was told that I had Hypothyroidism. A condition in which the thyroid gland produces an insufficient amount of thyroid hormone. So I went up in weight (235 Lbs.)Basically it lowers my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;metabolism&lt;/span&gt;, hence making it harder for me to loose weight. but I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;declared&lt;/span&gt; myself healed, and decided to eat healthy and keep myself active. In d&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;oing&lt;/span&gt; so I have lost exactly 40 Lbs bringing me to 195 Lbs. This alone is a major accomplishment, however these past 3 days have been really bad. Why?? I'll tell you why... @ work we are having a secret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; exchange or as &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Sharonreneesalas.blogspot.com"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; would say,  Secret baby Jesus... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt; so I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;, since I can't give everyone a gift because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not RICH YET... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; make little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; candy bags for them.  ***BAD IDEA!!!*** I went to the store to buy all the candy and then one little bag caught my eye. It was my favorite chocolates from my childhood times. &lt;a href="http://www.spanglercandy.com/order/Images/chocs_group_2a.jpg"&gt;Creme Drops&lt;/a&gt;. I can honestly tell you I ate 2 bags of those things. Yes!! All by myself!! and now, I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; thinking about is how much I weight!!! L&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; besides that though, I'm having this down-time from all the sugar. And I don't feel good @ all. The most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;successfull&lt;/span&gt; thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; done @ work all day is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; this blog... and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/lotusflower1972.blogspot.com"&gt;Michele&lt;/a&gt; (Co-worker) is my witness. I have felt so horrible to the point of almost knocking out on my desk, tripping over nothing while waking, and holding on to everything I see just to make it to my chair and sit down. you may laugh but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so serious.. I began to think about the situations, and thought to myself... how many things am I feeding my spirit that might just not be as edifying as it looks? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; let me tell you those &lt;a href="http://www.spanglercandy.com/order/Images/chocs_group_2a.jpg"&gt;Creme Drops&lt;/a&gt; looked really good, but at the end of the day the more I ate them the more I wanted them. The funniest yet realistic part was that I kept offering some to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/lotusflower1972.blogspot.com"&gt;Michele&lt;/a&gt; and she took one but never ate it. Reason being??... She stated that I looked like I was addicted to those &lt;a href="http://www.spanglercandy.com/order/Images/chocs_group_2a.jpg"&gt;Creme Drops&lt;/a&gt;, and she didn't want to get to that point. All I know is that although this might be a funny situation, it really made me think about what I was feeding my Spirit and mind. Sometimes we might feel Down and out. Maybe on the... "I want to give up type of outlook on life.." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; when it hits us. I don't ever want to feel spiritually the way I did today on the physical side. Hopefully this helps you out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it helped me. trust me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; never eating a bag of &lt;a href="http://www.spanglercandy.com/order/Images/chocs_group_2a.jpg"&gt;Creme Drops&lt;/a&gt; on my own again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Diana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-397083366935350753?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/397083366935350753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=397083366935350753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/397083366935350753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/397083366935350753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-for-today.html' title='Food for today'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-7970740809597684147</id><published>2008-12-09T18:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:31.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bowling'/><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>On Sunday a Group of us from freedom Culture went bowling, and I hadn't had that much fun in a while. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!! Pastor B, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sadrina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Roobz&lt;/span&gt;, and I were in one team, and Ramiro, Angelo, Ernesto, and Marcos were in the other. The funniest part was that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; trying so hard, and then, after a while we finally realized that there was this major league next to us. I mean right when we thought that we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kickin&lt;/span&gt; butt, we all felt... horrible. I mean there was this one kid and I mean KID, he was killing me. He hit every single one like right on the dot. I was so impressed. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; made me want to go bowling every weekend just so I can get that good!&lt;br /&gt;Pastor B was too funny as usual. Ernesto was just trying to break the record for his own speed. with was 20 whatever that means... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; and the rest of us were just trying to make ONE strike. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; As far as my bowling, for some reason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; (and I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;EVERY TIME&lt;/span&gt;) I was up to bowl I would drop all of them except that one. it was so frustrating. I wanted to go up there myself and drop the SPECIAL PIN!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Hope you all can make it next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;-Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-7970740809597684147?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7970740809597684147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=7970740809597684147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/7970740809597684147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/7970740809597684147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-4768246232561759811</id><published>2008-12-06T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:07:02.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust...'/><title type='text'>Trusting Times...</title><content type='html'>How hard is it for you to trust? So you meet this guy/girl, and you trust them... NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;You finally meet your father after years of &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; knowing who he was, and you trust him... NOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;You see a dog/cat in the street with it's owner and whats the 1st thing you ask? Can I pet it, does it bite? Why ask?? Why not just go and pet the animal?? You re bigger than the animal is right? and have more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intelligence&lt;/span&gt; than they have right? so why not just pet it? TRUST.  See if you just go for it, you're going to have a fear of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;biting&lt;/span&gt; you. Why? The animal has no idea who you are or where you come from. The same way you don't just run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;up to&lt;/span&gt; the animal and grab it and squeeze it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. The reason why I bring this up is simply because I right now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in a trusting stage. Yes!! Trusting Stage. I'm not sure if it's that I have gone through some things that have made it harder for me to trust, or what, but It's just hard for me. To believe that someone is telling you the complete truth, and for you to believe them 100%... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tuff&lt;/span&gt; stuff. Like I said this is something that I am learning to do and handle. I trust God with all my heart, and even that took long enough for me to do. but funny how God doesn't need to get to know us to trust us. or even test us to trust us. Since before we were born He knew us, and entrusted us all with a purpose, with His Love, with His word, with His Son. That, I believe, is enough for us to Trust Him with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in training,&lt;br /&gt;-Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-4768246232561759811?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/4768246232561759811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=4768246232561759811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/4768246232561759811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/4768246232561759811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/trusting-times.html' title='Trusting Times...'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-7214507733268552856</id><published>2008-12-02T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:18:10.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom Culture'/><title type='text'>1st time in a long time...</title><content type='html'>Sunday night @ &lt;a href="http://freedomculture.com/"&gt;freedom Culture&lt;/a&gt; was amazing. I mean I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; a little behind on my days but I just have to share this with you all. Sunday night was the 1st night in a long time that I once again led worship. this time along with Jerry, and again I say it was truly amazing! I led worship with Jerry like 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;X's&lt;/span&gt; before this last one, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I do it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;. It's like Jerry and I can be singing something totally different and still be on the same page. We can be in 2 totally different keys and still sound amazing. Although this is great it's not about our talent, or even about how much we know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; or get along, this would have never happened if Jerry and myself had not decided to step &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; and allow God to move the way He wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;It's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; that that attitude came not only from him and myself but from the leaders, just as &lt;a href="http://sharonreneesalas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; said in her blog. Leading worship brought me back to the reality that God was not done with me. God is just starting another chapter in my life, and I am excited to know where it's going to lead me. Just to know that God has not given up on me. God has not thrown in the towel and just said "I'm done with her!" To know that our God still has plans set for us, and all we gotta do is say "Here I am lord, Use me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-7214507733268552856?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7214507733268552856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=7214507733268552856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/7214507733268552856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/7214507733268552856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-time-in-long-time.html' title='1st time in a long time...'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-7222836523242515722</id><published>2008-12-01T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:58:10.595-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gobble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gobble Day'/><title type='text'>Gobble, Gobble Day</title><content type='html'>This day was truly amazing for me.  Although I had to work, the night ended better than I expected. I know it's a bit late to write about the holiday but I would like to share how that day went with you all. Ernie, and I hung out that night, and we simply grabbed some Miami Subs Grilled chicken wings platter and rather than turkey like everyone else, we had chicken. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because to us it was almost like just another day. We then went to my sisters house in Cape Coral and began looking at some really old pictures. You know what I'm talking about right?? Those pix that you just want to burn so that no one can see what you looked like and then of course... Laugh at you, cause you know they are just not laughing with you. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; It was Ernie, my brother in law Hugo, my sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Maite&lt;/span&gt;, and I. I mean we were looking at pix that were way before my time. I'm talking about my mom and dad when they 1st met, and then their wedding, and them the best part of all... MY BIRTH!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt; At that point, that day all of a sudden became just a bit more and more meaningful. In our lives, I believe that we get so caught up in our daily routines, and our busy schedules that we just forget about the small yet amazing things in life. For those that might read this blog and don't really know me, I'll take a quick minute and let you know a bit of my history. I'm 23yrs old. I have 2 sisters, Daisy (39), and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Maite&lt;/span&gt; (33). Daisy lives with dad and I and has literally become my mother. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maite&lt;/span&gt;, like I said, is married to Hugo and they have a son (my beautiful Nephew) Daniel and are expecting a baby girl soon to be named Daniella. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Maite&lt;/span&gt; has also been an amazing mother/sister. The thing is that I have always said that I love them, but I have never really stopped to think how much they love me.&lt;br /&gt;As I was looking at those pictures. I saw things that I has never really noticed, like... My sister &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Maite&lt;/span&gt; and I would always fight we would scratch each other and I will never forget how she would tell me that if I ever scratched her again she would come into my room when I was sleeping and chop my fingers off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; luckily she never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;succeeded&lt;/span&gt;. but the point is that although she would tell me that,  in every picture we were always hugging or cracking up, or helping each other in some sort of way. Daisy and I were the total contrary. We never argued, she would defend me from the evil sister, and we were always with some sort of artistic related activity. From singing to dancing to painting, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just us. Dad has just been the most amazing father that I can ever ask for. He has raised 3 girls all by himself and has been a strong head of the household. He has proven his love to us like you can NOT imagine. He has supplied me with everything I have ever needed. He has given advice, yet respected the descisions that I am going to make, and believe me it doesn't stop there. Where am I headed with this?... I have realized on this day of thanksgiving, how much my family truly loves me. and you might think this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; ridiculous but to me it means a whole lot. I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have such a loving family. a family that supports me and stands behind me no matter what. a family that places God 1st. A family that although may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dysfunctional&lt;/span&gt; at times, still embraces every moment of it. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have sisters that cares for me and watches after me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have sisters that prays day and night for angels to watch over me and for God to guide my steps. I  am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to have a father that after everything that we as a family have been through, can still stand today and love life. A father that does all he has to do to supply his 3 daughters with anything and everything they need. This is what I have given thanks for on this day. Let us never forget where we came from, and the people that have helped us make it this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W/ much gratitude to all,&lt;br /&gt;-Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-7222836523242515722?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/7222836523242515722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=7222836523242515722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/7222836523242515722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/7222836523242515722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/12/gobble-gobble-day.html' title='Gobble, Gobble Day'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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-1352416368693091932.post-9108212655864446792</id><published>2008-11-22T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T05:52:29.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st timer'/><title type='text'>Hola Mi Gente!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that I can talk about, but all in all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just really excited about where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; at a right now. I have recently joined Pastor Benny and Sharon Salas @ Freedom Culture and I can honestly say great things are about to go down. I sit here and begin to think about the things that I can do. things that I myself can accomplish and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just like... Wow! Then I start to think about the things that God can do through me once I step &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; and allow Him to use me and it's like...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See there's no way that I can even try to imagine what God can do with me. I mean people can tell me once and again that He has great things for me and He is going to do great things with me, but it's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; I believe it that it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually becomes&lt;/span&gt; real in my life. I begin to set foot on this journey that is set before me, and I am ready to write away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1352416368693091932-9108212655864446792?l=danagarcia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/feeds/9108212655864446792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1352416368693091932&amp;postID=9108212655864446792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/9108212655864446792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1352416368693091932/posts/default/9108212655864446792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danagarcia.blogspot.com/2008/11/hola-mi-gente.html' title='Hola Mi Gente!!!'/><author><name>Lady D'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05194072037687040229</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>
