<?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-5550902031540725548</id><updated>2011-09-15T12:32:03.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a reflection of the mind is in the hands of the writer.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-1139556661535699031</id><published>2010-10-14T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:51:42.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>creatively strategic</title><content type='html'>I Love the art of God. I capitalize "love" because I really am blown away by the way God orchestrates things into lives of individual people and to all humanity as a whole.  Nothing is an accident.. it is all creatively, strategically put together.  - accept for this muffin that I am eating right now.  The way I thought it would taste is not what I thought.  I've been waiting for the fall to come around and actually get cold so that I can eat this Pumpkin Cream Cheese Muffin.  I think my hopes and expectations were up so high that I ruined the ingredients to it's taste. ha! - I can ruin so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life at the moment is very exciting.  Meeting all these new people.. conversing with people that I have once met and now back in my life for very odd and cool reasons.  I simply love it!  All at the same time I am very aware of the battle that is still at hand.  The physical war's in our lives may be coming to an end, but the spiritual battle is at it's high. I was talking with a good friend of mine yesterday evening.. and he blurted out the thought that he had.  "Why can't the battle we fight be an epic physical fight!" He expressed his passion and anger to why it's not, and I just loved that our hearts connect in so many ways.  But we came down to, is the fact that God didn't create it that way because He knows the battle is only won with Him.  No strategy man can make up is good enough, and if it was a battle that we could see with our eyes we would think we understand it all and try to attempt victory on our own. NO! Not going to happen.  The battle is between the spiritual realms, not flesh and blood. Then as he was speaking I thought of something God laid on my heart a couple days ago. "Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul and mind!"  I thought that is the perfect strategy!  Where man fails to become victorious is when he lives out that scripture backwards.  It is not love God with your mind first, it's your heart.  Like I said, with God there are no accidents. He is very creative and strategic.  Since the battle in not flesh and blood, and the strategy is not some form of flank or over the top explosions on the battle field... the strategy is to ABIDE. Abide in God and He will abide in you.  How we do so... "Love the Lord your God will all your 1. heart 2. soul 3. mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life, but Love God more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-1139556661535699031?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/1139556661535699031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=1139556661535699031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1139556661535699031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1139556661535699031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2010/10/creatively-strategic.html' title='creatively strategic'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-697333389096860730</id><published>2010-06-22T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:53:40.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I get frustrated at things in life, yes, it is true.  Some things may rub me wrong,  but there aren't really many true things that really frustrate me. The thing that I will say that can get me frustrated, is when I feel limited to my creativity because of my inadequacy.  It's hard to write, it frustrates me so much.  Ideas start in the mind... uprooted from your heart.  Then the manifestation of those brilliant ideas are so wonderful if you can get them out of your mind and into your hands.  &lt;br /&gt;... I have been playing music for six years, and I have not written one song!  That frustrates me... to the point I don't want to talk!  Its not that I haven't tried or am I just too lazy to... it's just that I have tried and tried.. and tried again, but nothing comes out.  I am so amazed by those who can put pieces together and create something from their heart.  I love hearing my sister play and write incredible music! This kills me, because I love music!  I just wish I could write my own.  "I love life and it's broad possibilities, allowing me to search out creativity that no one has yet to encounter."  I thought that the other day... Life is that way! ... because God has so uniquely placed hidden talents in us for us to find, which lead to creativity so brilliant the stars will sing! I'm not going to doubt, but maybe I'm just trying to hard. Maybe I keep letting my emotions get the best of me. &lt;br /&gt;.. Tomorrow is a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'm in a weird mood, but what also frustrates me, is when I keep miss spelling words! ha... not really, but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-697333389096860730?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/697333389096860730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=697333389096860730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/697333389096860730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/697333389096860730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-get-frustrated-at-things-in-life-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-8026349650969404223</id><published>2010-06-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:06:55.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes getting peoples faces in pictures are not so important. &lt;br /&gt;hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/TBxAoH_Aj5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ks722JXKXNU/s1600/DSC_0625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/TBxAoH_Aj5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ks722JXKXNU/s320/DSC_0625.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484329504312692626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-8026349650969404223?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/8026349650969404223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=8026349650969404223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8026349650969404223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8026349650969404223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/TBxAoH_Aj5I/AAAAAAAAAD4/ks722JXKXNU/s72-c/DSC_0625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-7310328041494402442</id><published>2010-03-18T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:56:15.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romania</title><content type='html'>Dear Everyone I know,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It has been a while since I have written you all, so I hope all is well and that life has been great to your needs!  I am doing well, ready to embark on my next event.  Saturday, March 20th, we will be leaving to Romania for about 3 weeks.  This mission has been on our minds for past 7 months, and we are excited that it has finally come to the point where we will be leaving to succeed in the steps God has for us.  My heart is europe, and to be going there with the people that I have been training with to succeed in a common goal is awesome to me.  I am looking forward to being with the people and living a little bit of life with them.  We usually go to places no one else goes, so I know this mission will not be waist, not one bit.  We have been praying fervently and working very hard to be as affective as possible.  God has already gone before us and has prepared the way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I can ask, please continue to pray for us and pray for the people of Romania, that would be awesome. We are really looking forward to this, lives are going to be changed!  Our lives are going to be changed!  There are thousands of orphaned children and many Gypsy's who are living in the most non-humane places that need the love of Christ.  We are to be the hands and feet of Christ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So, here we go!  Be with us on this mission.  Thank you so much for your time in taking the time to read this!  Be blessed beyond a measure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(fin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-7310328041494402442?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/7310328041494402442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=7310328041494402442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/7310328041494402442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/7310328041494402442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2010/03/romania.html' title='Romania'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-1280525085630285164</id><published>2009-12-29T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:01:17.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies at 2 in the morning, be careful.!</title><content type='html'>Okay,&lt;div&gt;do you  ever ask yourself, "what am I doing.?" Its like your screaming at yourself from inside your mind.? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is 2 30 in the morning, and I am up asking myself.. that very question, again.! Its funny that a movie I just watched simply popped this question into my head.  If you need sleep, this wouldn't be a good time to just pop in a movie. You never know what will happen after. Anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see people, and sometimes I come across people who have deeply submerged themselves into everything that weakens the heart possible.! I ask myself why, why in the world, how in the world do people find themselves in great sorrow all the time.? Do we really not see what is coming when we make certain decisions.? Are we really not strong enough.? Do we continuously, so to speak, walk with our heads down not seeing what we are getting ourselves into.!!? Yes, yes we do, and no, we are not strong enough.!! We are not strong enough to overcome this world by ourselves.! WHY.? Because it wasn't meant to be that way, for us.! We, people of this generation do not have the liberty to think that everything will be okay when we as people choose to make every wrong decision possible.!  The next "thing" will not satisfy our souls and diminish our sorrows. It won't be okay when we make some of the choices we make. Life is so beautiful, but we choose to walk with our heads down, not seeing what God has created as beauty.. and we walk straight into the enemy's camp. Good job, bob.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this has got me to think, at 2 in the morning, that what I want to do in life is help people, not decide for people.. because that will be there choice, but for me, help people see what is beautiful. If I can consistently live an example of (there is more to life then just being alive) -and just expecting good days and bad days - , I would love to see that turn out to an inspiration for people to live for something greater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love what Matt Chandler said in one of his video blogs. He said, "I don't love Jesus because he makes my life better, but because Jesus is better than life!" Gosh, I'm so freaking selfish.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; That hit me home.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.. and I could say so much more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fin . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-1280525085630285164?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/1280525085630285164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=1280525085630285164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1280525085630285164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1280525085630285164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/12/movies-at-2-in-morning-be-careful.html' title='Movies at 2 in the morning, be careful.!'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-5250604974311824299</id><published>2009-09-18T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:09:47.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Is A Story. By John Eldredge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: small; "&gt;Life, you'll notice, is a story.  Life doesn't come to us like a math problem.  It comes to us the way that a story does, scene by scene.  You wake up.  What will happen next?  You don't get to know - you have to enter in, take the journey as it comes.  The sun might be shining.  There might be a tornado outside.  Your friends might call and invite you to go sailing.  You might lose your job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Life unfolds like a drama.  Doesn't it?  Each day has a beginning and an end.  There are all sorts of characters, all sorts of settings.  A year goes by like a chapter in a novel.  Sometimes it seems like a tragedy.  Sometimes like a comedy.  Most of it feels like a soap opera.  Whatever happens, it's a story through and through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  "All of life is a story," Madeleine L'Engle reminds us. This is helpful to know. When it comes to figuring out this life you're living, you'd do well to know the rest of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;   You come home one night to find that your car has been totaled.  Now, all you know is that you loaned it for a couple of hours to your teenage daughter, and now here it is, all smashed up.  Isn't the first thing out of your mouth, "What happened?" In other words, "Tell me the story."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;   Somebody has some explaining to do, and that can be done only in hearing the tale they have to tell.  Careful now - you might jump to the wrong conclusion. Doesn't it make a difference to know that she wasn't speeding, that in fact the other car ran a red light?  It changes the way you feel about the whole thing.  Thank God, she's all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;   Truth be told, you need to know the rest of the story if you want to understand just about anything in life.  Love affairs, lay- offs, the collapse of empires, your child's day at school - none of it makes sense without a story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Book (Epic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fin ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-5250604974311824299?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/5250604974311824299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=5250604974311824299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5250604974311824299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5250604974311824299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-story-by-john-eldredge.html' title='Life Is A Story. By John Eldredge.'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-7553708165941295424</id><published>2009-09-07T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:39:51.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a rad past couple of weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b154dd33e3de7522" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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title='What a rad past couple of weeks...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/SqVvDFThkkI/AAAAAAAAADM/biYT0bkc73M/s72-c/DSC_4954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-3537952357957727592</id><published>2009-08-23T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T10:31:08.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of a New Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-44826f3631dc42ad" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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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-5550902031540725548.post-8302302221245907050</id><published>2009-05-21T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:31:26.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to think.?</title><content type='html'>Family is in town. You don't know how good that feels. It was the longest I've been away, but such a cool experience. And to see them, and to surprise them made my heart race; the anticipation of their travel to get here was so great.!  I couldn't wait to surprise them at their location. ( : &lt;div&gt;4 days of this chapter left, and it hasn't really hit me till today. I'm graduating the first year of the true realization that... there is more to life. Actually putting all things to action; finding God in intimacy. Its a graduation to an orientation of  the next season. A lot going through my mind... a lot to think about. But for right now, reflecting and seeing my family is a beautiful thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fin ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-8302302221245907050?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/8302302221245907050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=8302302221245907050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8302302221245907050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8302302221245907050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-to-think.html' title='What to think.?'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-6842197798521524395</id><published>2009-05-06T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:56:38.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a challenge..</title><content type='html'>Awww.... ECO.! in the rain. This is going to be a fun week. Pray for us, there are going to be some bumpy roads ahead.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fin::.&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-6842197798521524395?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/6842197798521524395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=6842197798521524395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/6842197798521524395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/6842197798521524395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/05/challenge.html' title='a challenge..'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-5400729740346016961</id><published>2009-04-27T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T07:44:41.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, and still traveling. ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;HOME.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Okay, I've been  home for about a week from today, well will be a week tomorrow. Had a little break and then headed off to Clayton, North Carolina. Thats where I am now, working at the ARC conference at C3 church. I love it. Getting together with other 24/7's and big internships around the country and hearing amazing speakers speak such truth. There is so much opportunity in the air. But I tell you what, 24/7 is such an awesome program.! And I don't say that because I'm in I feel that I have to protect it, and now I have this sense of pride about it, but just the true rawness of it. The fact of the matter is, I am truly blessed to be here in this season of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Well, I know I'm skipping like a whole month of life in Africa. I do have a little to write about that. I will share, but right now I'm in the now... and God is opening up my eyes and bringing down His love, which he always is but I'm just receiving it, and I'm loving every second of it. The good and the bad. I'll write soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;fin ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;welive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-5400729740346016961?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/5400729740346016961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=5400729740346016961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5400729740346016961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5400729740346016961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-and-still-traveling.html' title='Home, and still traveling. ...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-7375901272815845591</id><published>2009-03-30T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:01:34.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Stop, Houston, London, Africa.!</title><content type='html'>We are prepared, we are ready; trained and ready for battle.! For what is to come, we shall never be the same.. as well as many others. Redeemed, restored, renewed. Freed, loved, filled. Joy, peace, comfort. I am so excited.! My heart is full.  ( :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep 24/7 in your prayers and for every person we cross paths with. God has a plan for his people, to know the love of Jesus Christ. "Use me until you can use me no more." I love you Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.  the journey.. hm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-7375901272815845591?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/7375901272815845591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=7375901272815845591' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/7375901272815845591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/7375901272815845591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-stop-houston-london-africa.html' title='Next Stop, Houston, London, Africa.!'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-944344153033960421</id><published>2009-03-24T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:31:55.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance all night, dance all night... &amp; missions prep week</title><content type='html'>Missions prep, dance team... yes.! I'm on the dance team. Hip pop-anonymous.! ( :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Africa is near, less than a week away. Right now we are just prepping for what is to come. New team, different terrain, but same heart. I did learn a lot in Mexico, and not to sound like I used Mexico as a practice run, but I do believe it was preparation for when I go to Africa. I am just asking God to keep me ready. I remembered I use to pray this all the time, "God prepare me, help me to always be ready.", and I kind of let that pray in those words lay low for a little while. But I remembered that today... and that should always be my prayer. I want to be used, I want to be chosen, called... but I will have to be ready and prepared to do so, even though if I may feel inadequate.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Choosing to live fully alive I am.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today in dance practice... I got this very quick idea to want to learn how to back flip.. I had a friend spot me because I have never done one off the ground before... Well I went up.. annnddd then I went down, on my head.! hahahaha. Ohhh, quick decisions are needed to be made wisely. No worries though.. just a stiff neck tomorrow. haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its going to be a beautiful week... till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fin::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 27, 12:56 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe its already Friday. This week has been flying by.! Tonight, spent some good time with the team painting. I got half my face painted white and the other black... Jon Licon said, "Go Raiders.!" ha... I wish you all back at home in Florida could meet him, he is hilarious and enjoyable man to be around.! Paint in your eye brow is not a very comfortable feeling. We spent quality time throwing paint on each other than we did the room.! I really had the intention to not get any paint on me at all.  That is like a goal of mine when I paint, to not get any paint on me, come out clean and paint-less. Not the case here, I got more paint on me than the wall did. haha.. not true, but sure did spend a while cleaning it off.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... God is forever faithful, and in these past few days he has really been at work within us. The encouragement my soul has been getting and the love, I am so thankful for. Tears of joy are shed along with a full heart. Thank you for all of your prayers. I pray the love of Christ to come into your lives and that you will never be the same. Don't wait on him to be captivated, search him out and go be captivated. He has so much to offer, more than you think or know. There is no lid for living a life for Christ. Its an endless journey, a beautiful journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I am learning right now is to be extremely thankful and content with the people that I am around. The ones who are constantly in your life. No matter if they are close or just  a lovely acquaintance, God has placed them across your path for a reason as he placed you for them across their path. Especially the people you will know just for a season... engage into the beauty of friendship, there is so much to gain from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its raining hard. I enjoy a night rain.. Sleep well everyone. Be blessed.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fin ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. oh, and I can do a hand stand now and hold it for a little bit. found that out yesterday. ( : I could never do that before. haha..  I'm really liking this hip hop thing. hahaha oh my gosh, what am I doing.!? haha... My pops just laughed when I told him I was on the dance team.. I'm still laughing. ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-944344153033960421?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/944344153033960421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=944344153033960421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/944344153033960421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/944344153033960421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/03/dance-all-night-dance-all-night.html' title='dance all night, dance all night... &amp; missions prep week'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-2702313043500465679</id><published>2009-03-15T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:52:05.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I desire to love ::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"They do not love that do not show their love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shakespeare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;fin ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;March 16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh Father, I am forever yours. Hear me sing my new song unto you. You are so faithful and lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;your child ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;March 20th 1:44 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need more of Jesus' love. I am nothing without it. I can't do, or say anything without walking in His love. Especially with people. We get so annoyed with people at times, well I know I can and have and most likely will in the future to come. But I know only my frustrations come out when I don't carry on with His love. When emotions are high, I need His love to compel to have GRACE, like he has grace with us. No matter what people say, wrong or right.. arrogant or humble like. Without love I will not succeed in my life. I learned a lot tonight, and even still I am processing a lot of it. I have a lot to learn.. it will never end. ( : My heart is heavy.. ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;: : .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-2702313043500465679?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/2702313043500465679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=2702313043500465679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/2702313043500465679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/2702313043500465679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-desire-to-love.html' title='I desire to love ::.'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-1005516045051629857</id><published>2009-02-28T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:13:31.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow.!</title><content type='html'>ITS SNOWING.!!!!! ( : God, you are so beautiful. And Lovely... And Glorious.&lt;div&gt;hm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fin ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 1st, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed on a beautiful Saturday evening. I have never seen it fall before. Big flakes coming from the sky. Its such a beautiful sight. Words do not describe m experience of just standing in the midst of it.. and then I started running. That was glorious.. ( : hm.. Even though it was just one night and I wish it stayed, to me it was most lovely.  I wonder what made God think to create such a thing.? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend has been a challenge. Things happen, sometimes not always good. But I know God has been in the work of creating something. Today I asked for a change of heart, because maybe and most likely I need a change of heart about things. Not everything is going to go my way, and not everything will I understand at the time. My faith is at the test; will I stand firm on his promises when I put my trust in him.? "God, change my heart. Help me to understand what I don't, and be patient with your timing. I feel as if I am in the middle of a cold hard war, fighting to keep the vision and the dream alive.! I need your strength, I need your power. I know I am not alone in this. Thank you for your encouragement, and the encouragement of others. Your grace is sufficient in me ." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the middle of watching The Patriot. It is a deep movie, a lot of good views are in it. Sometimes I wish I lived back in that time. hm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:19 a.m. now March 2nd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. my heart goes out to those who have lost their dreams. Hold on to what is precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "There's more to life than just being alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2nd, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodmorning,&lt;br /&gt;Its a beautiful day. There is something about getting up in the morning.. going to Starbucks and starting off the day with a little coffee and a lot of Jesus. I woke up today with a smile on my face; thank you Lord for such a beautiful cold crisp day. I do, and its so true, I live a charmed life. We all do if you really look at it. I love mornings like this.. I'm feeling creative, refreshed, joyful, alive.! Memories are lovely. ( : hm...&lt;br /&gt;I heard someone say today that he was going to take his two boys up to the lake and watch the eagles fly. He said it was that time of year. Things like that sound like a great idea. I didn't mean to be nosey in listening in to his conversation, but one day I want to do simple things like that with my boys. I know this generation is called the "i" generation, technology and materials are coming out of the cuzoo, but I hope to hold on to the simple things for the rest of my life, as well as my family. God knows my heart...&lt;br /&gt;I can't help to be so thankful for his provision. God provides. Not just my material things, such as the finances and needs, but the dreams and desires, the visions... The joy, the joy of being content, the patience, a change of heart. I wonder why I start to worry at times.? I can get all flustered and stressed, wishing for my mum to just hold me in her arms. ( : The brief moment my spirit is not still and in knowing that he is God I get like that. I'm not perfect, people, I just love life and am so thankful for a merciful loving God who desires to be our Father, and comforts us in times where we forget, even though it hurts him. "I love you Lord." Thank you for forgiving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Is Good.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sometime in the morning.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. i don't know when I'll write anytime soon, but just know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that Every day is filled with new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Questions &amp;amp; Answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dreams &amp;amp; Desires.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smiles &amp;amp; Laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Blessings from the Heavenlies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Embrace, Love, Live.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11:50 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;: : .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-1005516045051629857?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/1005516045051629857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=1005516045051629857' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1005516045051629857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1005516045051629857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow.html' title='Snow.!'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-2046324675311350071</id><published>2009-02-27T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:11:29.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its supposed to snow tomorrow.! Yeah.!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fin ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-2046324675311350071?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/2046324675311350071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=2046324675311350071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/2046324675311350071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/2046324675311350071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/02/hope.html' title='Hope...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-1486621873538952984</id><published>2009-02-17T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:22:14.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;... You just ever have those days where you are doing everything you don't want to do but nothing of what you do want to do.?  Thats been today. Today I had so much to write about, and I still do, but its just one of those things: in for the moment, then lost hopefully to be remembered.  I prayed that God will help me remember, and its not just that, its "time". Where does time go.? When we are given a short period of time we feel like we use that to its fullest, but with more time I know I feel more as if I had no time at all.  That to me is a little bit upside down.  Its procrastination, even with the things you love to do, and I hate it when I do that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;... God has been so good, he always is and forever will be.  Today as I was praying and I was thinking about all the talents God has given me, and the question "do I use them to the fullest potential, have I tapped into any new ones.?" came to thought. I believe God is still opening my eyes to new things I never thought I could have done. That just shows that with God we can do all things and nothing is impossible with him.  But to be honest I don't think I truly use the &lt;/span&gt;talents &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;God has given me to the fullest potential.  Talents are a precious gift from God, some people have similarities but then others have totally different gifts.  Its amazing to think of what God has placed in my life  that I can do.  To him shall be the glory, but also to him I shall use the precious gifts he has given me to the fullest; its a responsibility that we can so easily mess up on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;... Lately I've been trying to write down those gifts, and I should write down those gifts.! .. and ask God what it is he has planned for me to do with them. The value of a gift from God I may never fully understand but I do know how much of a waste it is when we choose not to pursue and embrace those things he has given us.  hm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"So many thoughts running through my mind today and at the moment. I would love to just write for hours, and then every now and then go outside and take a bike ride to clear my mind and start over again. ( :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I love life, it is a beautiful gift. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;We Live.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;august w. o. ::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-1486621873538952984?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/1486621873538952984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=1486621873538952984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1486621873538952984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1486621873538952984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days ...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-5338734484801779369</id><published>2009-02-11T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:57:32.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>( :</title><content type='html'>happy birthday ...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;: : .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-5338734484801779369?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/5338734484801779369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=5338734484801779369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5338734484801779369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5338734484801779369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='( :'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-1778629584830463995</id><published>2009-02-09T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:56:35.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a rainy day in arkansas ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its lovely day in Arkansas. I'm off and its raining, reminding me of Florida. ( : I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e750147384696248" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De750147384696248%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D367BBCAE0E74D776537698AF306E4056E62C8930.78C0706E014740B2E096B816A0BFA3D90CA3526%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De750147384696248%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH0fTCV0jN4SY_mjBYUO6y-MCJW8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De750147384696248%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D367BBCAE0E74D776537698AF306E4056E62C8930.78C0706E014740B2E096B816A0BFA3D90CA3526%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De750147384696248%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH0fTCV0jN4SY_mjBYUO6y-MCJW8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any one would like to hear more detail of the missions trip to Mexico I would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be glad to share. Sorry I didn't go into much detail in the video bog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love : : .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-1778629584830463995?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e750147384696248&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/1778629584830463995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=1778629584830463995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1778629584830463995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/1778629584830463995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-rainy-day-in-arkansas.html' title='its a rainy day in arkansas ...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-3370787878414262691</id><published>2009-01-11T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T02:56:37.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Mexico.. .. message for mum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c1bd61370bf1174f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1bd61370bf1174f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7CCCA44FD704982270F7C18B1E3CB43535992130.274D2E43BD1E4DFFCF51F0A728C95EEE45ED9E77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1bd61370bf1174f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwFzxY4XowWbS9zwimGJ5yLybxhc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc1bd61370bf1174f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7CCCA44FD704982270F7C18B1E3CB43535992130.274D2E43BD1E4DFFCF51F0A728C95EEE45ED9E77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc1bd61370bf1174f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwFzxY4XowWbS9zwimGJ5yLybxhc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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;Insanity is kicking in. The anticipation for what is to come is unreal. I'm in love with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the unknown. Be good, no no, be lovely, swonderful, smarvelous. ( : hm... Expect &amp;amp; Embrace. ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let God be God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;august : : .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-3370787878414262691?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c1bd61370bf1174f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/3370787878414262691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=3370787878414262691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/3370787878414262691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/3370787878414262691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/01/before-mexico-message-for-mum.html' title='Before Mexico.. .. message for mum.'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-4879887929396566621</id><published>2009-01-04T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:53:03.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkansas is lovely... . video blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=384dee715e90a835&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bb9e0ffd040bd497&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/4879887929396566621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=4879887929396566621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/4879887929396566621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/4879887929396566621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2009/01/arkansas-is-lovely-video-blog.html' title='Arkansas is lovely... . video blog.'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-8620475063955493891</id><published>2009-01-01T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:11:06.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its going be better than the last....</title><content type='html'> ( :&lt;div&gt;Another year I have lived. hm.. Feels like I just got use to writing down 2008 at the top of the paper for the date. ha.. Time does really go by that fast. Makes me think, how much time is there.? There is so much I desire to do, and I mean so much its almost overwhelming. Well it can be at times. If life is considered so short, then why does God make us wait at times.? - I know there is a good answer for that - hm.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... Its going to be better than the last I tell you.  What we learned in 2008 we bring into 2009, and now we are that much stronger prepared. Its time to get going... time to really pursue and plan instead of just dreaming away. Which it is not bad to dream, its just when it is all that you do. Going after God is going to be put to the test, but we shall still remain. No retreats, no reserves, no regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... I'm blessed, very blessed. I'm so excited and ready to see change... "please God, use me until you can't use me no more.. I want to be apart in making the difference." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farewell 2008, hello lovely 2009. ( : Goodnight everyone, Happy New Year.! Embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;prayerfully yours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;august ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-8620475063955493891?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/8620475063955493891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=8620475063955493891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8620475063955493891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8620475063955493891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-going-be-better-than-last.html' title='Its going be better than the last....'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-5553302020525915655</id><published>2008-12-24T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:53:43.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wrap presents on Christmas day. ...</title><content type='html'>Late night Christmas wrapping, or more like early morning. This season is my favorite. Today I've done a lot of thinking of the past years, and the things we did as family and friends. hm.. Every year seems to get better in its own little way. But, one day, I do want to live in a place where we can have a White Christmas. one day. I'm so excited.! Its good to be home. &lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-5553302020525915655?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/5553302020525915655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=5553302020525915655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5553302020525915655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5553302020525915655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wrap-presents-on-christmas-day.html' title='I wrap presents on Christmas day. ...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-6989106065333066351</id><published>2008-12-19T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T22:58:16.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 24/7</title><content type='html'>.... Insane how three weeks goes by so fast, and yet at times, oh so slow. The pace in life, always changing. I like that. Well, its been a grand three weeks. So much we did, so much has been accomplished. I love every minute of it. God = peace and joy, love and passion. God has been so DARN good.! He always is. ( : Tomorrow I head back to my hometown, Tampa Florida to be with  my family for the Holidays. CHRISTMAS.! I'm so excited to be back with my family for a couple weeks. It will be good sense I don't come home for another 5 and half months after break. hm... "God, you are so beautiful.!"&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas 24/7 and friends. Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a u g u s t : : .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-6989106065333066351?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/6989106065333066351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=6989106065333066351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/6989106065333066351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/6989106065333066351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-247.html' title='Merry Christmas 24/7'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-7291048153948009966</id><published>2008-12-14T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T13:25:13.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Get up and dance.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6419c0beb37d817f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6419c0beb37d817f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13A132D6C49C5CD5E063DA620AB8F792B4ABCEF2.40068F3B47311030F21010F8AD856FA209A9F41A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6419c0beb37d817f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dio3WSI-zKswBfZ97UZ_mdMaZWfM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6419c0beb37d817f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330464532%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13A132D6C49C5CD5E063DA620AB8F792B4ABCEF2.40068F3B47311030F21010F8AD856FA209A9F41A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6419c0beb37d817f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dio3WSI-zKswBfZ97UZ_mdMaZWfM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;august ::. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-7291048153948009966?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6419c0beb37d817f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-7803689888525972405</id><published>2008-12-05T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:07:45.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing Arkansas</title><content type='html'>Oh Christmas tree.! &lt;div&gt;I love the cold weather during the holidays. Coffee and tea is just so much better. I'm going to miss picking the Christmas tree with my family this year. The Holidays are deeply cherished in my family. Its a new season for everything, it seems like. Life is good. ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but.! sense I'm not going to have any input on the tree this year, and pick it out with the family. I want it to look like this... ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.sundownarts.com/images/blog/xmastree07s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;... and that is exactly how I would like to bring it home. ha... thats awesome.! ( :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;august ::.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-7803689888525972405?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/7803689888525972405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=7803689888525972405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/7803689888525972405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/7803689888525972405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2008/12/freezing-arkansas.html' title='Freezing Arkansas'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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-5550902031540725548.post-8784191507191349973</id><published>2008-12-01T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:09:54.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers.!</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving was beautiful. Family, friends, and cheer.! Being three months away from home has been challenging, but I didn't realize how beautiful absence was till I saw those I love. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll write more later, and maybe have some photos to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/STbW4-k0M9I/AAAAAAAAABA/xymE752iKIM/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275640287869547474" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/STbUf74tGgI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9iGfURPrYIk/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275637658627676674" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/STbUKaxFwkI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DvPTl_rX9to/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275637288960115266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/STbXfmrB3VI/AAAAAAAAABI/cya5bIkiyzU/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275640951468055890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-8784191507191349973?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/8784191507191349973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=8784191507191349973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8784191507191349973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/8784191507191349973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheers.html' title='Cheers.!'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/STbW4-k0M9I/AAAAAAAAABA/xymE752iKIM/s72-c/DSC_0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5550902031540725548.post-5621322266662795822</id><published>2008-11-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:02:45.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/SSpCRDP_RfI/AAAAAAAAAAo/z58nuUZEois/s1600-h/DSC_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/SSpCRDP_RfI/AAAAAAAAAAo/z58nuUZEois/s320/DSC_0221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272099174488163826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family, accept I'm missing two little ones, who I will see in the next 14 hours. I'm stoked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Thanksgiving, boy what a beautiful time of the year.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;August::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5550902031540725548-5621322266662795822?l=augustwillo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/feeds/5621322266662795822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5550902031540725548&amp;postID=5621322266662795822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5621322266662795822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5550902031540725548/posts/default/5621322266662795822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://augustwillo.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-family-accept-im-missing-two-little.html' title='Family...'/><author><name>a u g u s t i n e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00383561160777043577</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HZn3ba8ohsI/SSpCRDP_RfI/AAAAAAAAAAo/z58nuUZEois/s72-c/DSC_0221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
