<?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-3914095192391799906</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:31:24.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emmaoyeleye</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914095192391799906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>phunme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11580054394748217904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jeZvu9wv2pA/R5V42NsongI/AAAAAAAAABg/9Uu4SyY0tjU/S220/033.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914095192391799906.post-119365822093126912</id><published>2010-01-29T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T13:49:37.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN TIMES LIKE THIS</title><content type='html'>Really, in times like this when the world seem to be in great need for a savior, in times like this when no one really knows what tomorrow holds, in times like this when there are many questions unanswered, in times like this when the events in the world today are making the seemingly unrealistic revelation of the apocalyptic era more real than yesterday,then it is time to return to God the creator and the LORD of the universe. In times like this it is Jesus that the world needs. If our world would turn back to its maker, then the Prince of peace will ensure everlasting peace. If any continent, nation,state,city,family or even individual will give Jesus the needed place in our lives,our heart,then here cometh peace. Please give HIM a chance.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS is LORD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914095192391799906-119365822093126912?l=emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com/feeds/119365822093126912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3914095192391799906&amp;postID=119365822093126912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914095192391799906/posts/default/119365822093126912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914095192391799906/posts/default/119365822093126912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-times-like-this.html' title='IN TIMES LIKE THIS'/><author><name>phunme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11580054394748217904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jeZvu9wv2pA/R5V42NsongI/AAAAAAAAABg/9Uu4SyY0tjU/S220/033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914095192391799906.post-5987065359113659487</id><published>2008-07-31T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:27:43.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>त्रुसतिंग गोद लिखे अ चाइल्ड WOULD</title><content type='html'>I was once on board a vehicle from a western part of the country to another and before long found myself watching a scene which immediately threw me into serious thought.A mother was carrying a baby in her arm and the restless child obviously excited with only God knows what leaned in different direction,but the woman as expected would not let go of the "troublesome" child.Eventually the baby gradually fell asleep and the mother could rest from her "troubles".&lt;br /&gt;While the baby was playing and seemed to be troubling her mother I began to reflect on how on many occasions we made God go through lots of stress by what we do,where we go,what we think,what we say and much more,yet He's there and will not let us go.The child undoubtedly knew by instinct that his mother would not let go of him,although to other people like me watching,it was like the mother was suffering but to her I imagine it was pleasure especially if he is her only son.&lt;br /&gt;This scene sent me thinking about the level of trust that this child displayed and wondered at the same time why most times people don't trust God.We seem to always feel unsafe and thereby seek help where there is no help and funny enough we go to fellow humans to seek for help instead of God the creator,our devine father.God is never tired of anyone and He will never send you away whenever you come calling all He wants is trust just like that child displayed.HE WILL NEVER LET YOU GO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914095192391799906-5987065359113659487?l=emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com/feeds/5987065359113659487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3914095192391799906&amp;postID=5987065359113659487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914095192391799906/posts/default/5987065359113659487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914095192391799906/posts/default/5987065359113659487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmaoyeleye.blogspot.com/2008/07/would.html' title='त्रुसतिंग गोद लिखे अ चाइल्ड WOULD'/><author><name>phunme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11580054394748217904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jeZvu9wv2pA/R5V42NsongI/AAAAAAAAABg/9Uu4SyY0tjU/S220/033.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
