<?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-35147452</id><updated>2011-12-29T18:13:39.881-08:00</updated><category term='Cambio Blogg'/><title type='text'>Macrojeva</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6498874445853090060</id><published>2011-12-29T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:45:09.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>



Llevaba armadura masiva; un escudo de bronce con un peso de 200 libras, una lanza de hierro sólido, un pesado casco de bronce.  su blanco era un asustado, indefenso grupo de israelitas, encogiéndose en sus tiendas de campaña. Durante cuarenta días agonizantes, Goliat ha llegado, se burla, prometiendo cierta destrucción, dolor y verguenza Los israelitas, paralizados con miedo, habían </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6498874445853090060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6498874445853090060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6498874445853090060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6498874445853090060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/12/llevaba-armadura-masiva-un-escudo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjS0YquEuyk/Tv0XFci5L3I/AAAAAAAAALs/BlqJN6l8F2E/s72-c/An%25CC%2583o-2012-Adios-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6858885633272798417</id><published>2011-08-29T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:25:34.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCIONA!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Josue 4:19
Love this word! tanto me identifico con ella que hasta las peliculas de accion son mis favoritas.La accion trae consigo una descarga de adrenalina, es como un sinonimo de momentos que marcaran la diferencia, y que si accionamos sabiamente, traera buenos resultados a lo largo de nuestra vida. 
Puedo imaginar el cruce del mar rojo o del rio jordan. La necesidad de tomar una decision, de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6858885633272798417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6858885633272798417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6858885633272798417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6858885633272798417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/08/acciona.html' title='ACCIONA!!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-8090111328958037102</id><published>2011-08-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:22:26.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIAS</title><summary type='text'>
Todos poseemos un baul de los recuerdos...llenos de impresiones, imagenes vividas, llenas de
color, otras a blanco y negro, situaciones que nos han marcado, personas que han dejado
huellas, otras que se han ido, o que simplemente ya cumplieron su etapa en tu vida, cosas que guardamos
y atesoramos, y que se tornan invaluables. Muchos no solo lo poseen en sus mentes, 
y corazones, sino que tambien</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/8090111328958037102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=8090111328958037102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8090111328958037102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8090111328958037102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/08/memorias.html' title='MEMORIAS'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvQOAV1Zljc/TlvYvZnoBgI/AAAAAAAAALQ/87pHeaH2dbY/s72-c/in+his+steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5033788157008774659</id><published>2011-08-11T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:53:10.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attractive &amp; Threatening</title><summary type='text'>
	“You’re really intimidating…”Those were the words I heard from him. I’ll call him jim.I replied, “Um… Thanks? What do you mean?”		Jim continued, “You just… I guess intimidating isn’t the best word. You just know what you want to do in life. You have a lot of passion and vision. You don’t see that in a lot of girls. It’s intense. It’s kind of intimidating… for guys.”		Now, that’s not word for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5033788157008774659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5033788157008774659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5033788157008774659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5033788157008774659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/08/attractive-threatening.html' title='Attractive &amp; Threatening'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1558679950349530368</id><published>2011-08-11T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:47:08.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INMEDIATAMENTE</title><summary type='text'>


Un pecado sin confesar entorpece nuestra vida. si persistes en pecar, lo que deseas para tu vida nunca sucedera porque minamos nuestras propias oraciones, cuando hacemos algo equivocado debemos confesarlo inmediatamente. Siendo lider por varios anos un dia fui convocada a una reunion por una amiga para discutir algo que habia hecho.  Mientras trataba de justificar mis acciones, ella me detuvo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1558679950349530368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1558679950349530368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1558679950349530368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1558679950349530368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/08/inmediatamente.html' title='INMEDIATAMENTE'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-4623799110798333455</id><published>2011-06-26T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:33:45.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EN CHILINDRINAJE</title><summary type='text'>
Es mas seguro y saludable vivir por fe  que vivir con dudas e ilusiones. estas cosas solo producen tensiones y alta presion sanguinea y hacen que la gente se 'Kille" en el mundo porque ellos no pueden ver pasar su debil esperanza.
Aquellos que vivimos por fe, confundimos el entendimiento del mundo, manteniendo la paz y alegria en medio de la dificultad. al igual que Jesus, podemos descansar en </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/4623799110798333455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=4623799110798333455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4623799110798333455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4623799110798333455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/06/en-chilindrinaje.html' title='EN CHILINDRINAJE'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-3582667697197717016</id><published>2011-01-18T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:29:44.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIEN...</title><summary type='text'>Malas interpretaciones, maltrato, circunstancias inexplicables, oraciones "aparentemente"no respondidas, ejemplos de hacer lo correcto y recibir como retribucion malas acciones.
Al leer la vida de Jose, es muy dificil escapar a la verdad de que Dios nunca desperdicia su energia en la vida de sus hijos. Lo que el permitio que me ocurriera ayer, ayuda a prepararme para hoy, y nos equipa mejor para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/3582667697197717016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=3582667697197717016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/3582667697197717016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/3582667697197717016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2011/01/bien.html' title='A BIEN...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-4729967853652221111</id><published>2010-12-13T13:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T13:16:41.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MORI' Pa' VIVIR</title><summary type='text'>Existe el principio de que aquello que muere nos da vida, es decir, nuestra sobrevivencia, nuestro sustento, nuestra vida, depende de la muerte de otro ser viviente.
Es como nuestra piel, en el mismo moemnto en que nuestra piel muere y se descama nuestro cuerpo reemplaza la piel muerta con piel nueva, y segun la ciencia tenemos una nueva piel cada 30 dias! Wow!
Y esto no es solo cierto en </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/4729967853652221111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=4729967853652221111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4729967853652221111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4729967853652221111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/12/mori-pa-vivir.html' title='MORI&apos; Pa&apos; VIVIR'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-560357645365014489</id><published>2010-12-13T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T05:42:35.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Overthink It</title><summary type='text'>"Don't worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you
 need, and thank him for all he has done." Philippians 4:6 (NLT)         

No se que se supone debo hacer con mi vida!- yyyy...mientras le corro al reloj
del tiempo que solo me grita: "En que se te esta yendo la vidaaa???!!! trato de
encontrar una respuesta a su pregunta. Pero y si no lo logro? y si no la encuentro? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/560357645365014489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=560357645365014489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/560357645365014489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/560357645365014489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-overthink-it.html' title='Don&apos;t Overthink It'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TQZWuYLR3WI/AAAAAAAAAKE/uORbOstJRwE/s72-c/painting+nails.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-4067741090092788877</id><published>2010-12-13T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:33:23.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARABOLA</title><summary type='text'>Regresaba a casa un poco mas temprano de lo normal, cuando vio que sobre el venian tres y navaja en mano le atacaron sin contemplacion, lo dejaron inconciente bajo el sol.

Y camino hacia la iglesia iba el pastor poco despues, la reunion ya estaba a punto de empezar iba tarde y discutiendo en el camino con su mujer, intentando no perder su autoridad.

Tres minutos mas y el lider de alabanza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/4067741090092788877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=4067741090092788877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4067741090092788877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4067741090092788877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/12/parabola.html' title='PARABOLA'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1939152109325565833</id><published>2010-12-13T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T08:37:12.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTRACORRIENTES</title><summary type='text'>Hace mas de 12 años que lo vivi, pero continuo viendolo a mi alrededor.
Sirviendo a Dios, guiando un rebaño de 512 ovejas,
me vi frente a la bifurcacion de decisiones muy dificiles que tomar.
En la balanza, Ser radical y honrar a Dios, o el carisma personal .
Enviando a varios a sus casas, y perdiendo la fama, tome la firme decision 
en mi vida de arraigarme a seguir su direccion incluso aunque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1939152109325565833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1939152109325565833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1939152109325565833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1939152109325565833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/12/contracorrientes.html' title='CONTRACORRIENTES'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6592169151381937918</id><published>2010-10-29T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T10:21:14.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A FRESH BREWED FAITH</title><summary type='text'>"He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint" (Isaiah 40:29-31, NIV). 

Every morning I walk straight to the coffee pot and push the ON button. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6592169151381937918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6592169151381937918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6592169151381937918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6592169151381937918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/fresh-brewed-faith.html' title='A FRESH BREWED FAITH'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-4848395140235847852</id><published>2010-10-24T23:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:24:57.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 AÑOS EN AFIXIE!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hoy celebro 7 años "dating" con el amado de mi corazon. Siete años llenos de vida, y de verdadero amor. Y es que hace 7 años, semana tras semana, Dios y yo tenemos un tiempo solo para nosotros, "Un extra time" fuera del bullicio y de la cotidianidad que pueda aparecer en el diario vivir, que por llamarlo de alguna manera, lo llamo nuestro dating. Caminamos, hablamos, comemos helado, y me enamoro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/4848395140235847852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=4848395140235847852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4848395140235847852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4848395140235847852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/7-anos-en-afixie.html' title='7 AÑOS EN AFIXIE!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-452371170498023923</id><published>2010-10-18T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T14:57:28.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOLAR y AFILAR</title><summary type='text'>En la meseta de cocina en casa, tenemos una especie de barra magnetica con varios cuchillos en diferentes tipos y tamaños ( una de esas cosas que tienes en muchas cant pero en realidad solo usas como 4 de ellos) el problema es que varios de ellos ya estan "votos" y aun no hago tiempo para afilarlos otra vez.  Algo similar sucede en nuestras vidas. La Biblia dice que "El hierro se afila con el </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/452371170498023923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=452371170498023923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/452371170498023923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/452371170498023923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/amolar-y-afilar.html' title='AMOLAR y AFILAR'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-196906467446060914</id><published>2010-10-17T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T09:20:55.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APLICANDO...</title><summary type='text'>Por esto, ya que por la misericordia de Dios tengo este ministerio, no me desanimo.  Más bien, he renunciado a todo lo vergonzoso que se hace a escondidas; no actuo con engaño ni torciendo la palabra de Dios. Al contrario, mediante la clara exposición de la verdad, nos recomendamos a toda conciencia *humana en la presencia de Dios. Pero tengo este tesoro en vasijas de barro para que se vea que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/196906467446060914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=196906467446060914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/196906467446060914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/196906467446060914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/aplicando.html' title='APLICANDO...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-2214443833016877313</id><published>2010-10-14T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:55:06.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOY JOSE! (o Josefina :P)</title><summary type='text'>Loco el tiempo, loco este tiempo 
creo haber soñado esto en otro momento 
hace tanto que paso, imposible de olvidar+ 
en mis ojos pueden ver, algo les resulta familiarHey! soy José 
¿Cómo que ya no me conoces? 
Hey! si soy José, como que ya no me conoces 
su hermano JoséPasa el tiempo y no hay culpables, 
Aquí somos hermanos en el nombre del Padre, 
pero a no dramatizar, esto no es casualidad 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/2214443833016877313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=2214443833016877313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2214443833016877313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2214443833016877313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/soy-jose-o-josefina-p.html' title='SOY JOSE! (o Josefina :P)'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5930086441080611368</id><published>2010-10-14T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:33:33.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UFF!</title><summary type='text'>Hay una plaga de excepticismo que deborando a nuestro mundo. En quien podemos confiar? Los heroes caen, los lideres se equivocan, los amigos abandonan, hasta la gente mas sincera nos decepciona y fracasa en sus mejores intenciones. Donde podemos poner nuestros pies y saber que no seremos decepcionados. No hace mucho compartia con una mujer que sobrevivio a un peligroso terremoto,habiendo estado </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5930086441080611368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5930086441080611368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5930086441080611368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5930086441080611368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/uff.html' title='UFF!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-355800549722465759</id><published>2010-10-14T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T13:16:56.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO TENGO RAZON...y TU ESTAS EQUIVOCADO!</title><summary type='text'>Alguna vez has estado absolutamente seguro de que tenias razon acerca de algo? su mente parece tener un deposito de hechos y detalles para probar que estabas en lo cierto pero terminas equivocandote? que se hace? admites el error o sigues insistiendo o actuas indiferente like nothing happen o te quedas al pendiente para cuando llegue el momento de que puedas erguirte y decir "TE LO DIJE"?
Porque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/355800549722465759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=355800549722465759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/355800549722465759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/355800549722465759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/10/yo-tengo-razony-tu-estas-equivocado.html' title='YO TENGO RAZON...y TU ESTAS EQUIVOCADO!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-4249363816723631160</id><published>2010-08-31T08:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:01:57.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUNDO DE SABIOS...O DE LOCOS?!</title><summary type='text'>Hace unos años escuche esta cancion por primera vez, y me llego profundamente la profecia que trae en sus letras. Lo que nunca pense es que se volverian tan fuerte eco en mi los ultimos dias, UFF!!!

El mundo se ha vuelto sabio, o será ya lo contrario, 
Pues aunque avanza la ciencia lo siento más de cabeza. 
Mundo de sabios o de locos, donde cualquier solución, 
Se halla apretando un botón. 

Y </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/4249363816723631160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=4249363816723631160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4249363816723631160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4249363816723631160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/mundo-de-sabioso-de-locos.html' title='MUNDO DE SABIOS...O DE LOCOS?!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-7590765738014777425</id><published>2010-08-25T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T12:24:08.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONVERSANDO CON POLLITICO...</title><summary type='text'>Habrá tanta maldad que el amor de muchos se enfriará" Mateo 24:12

Hace unos dias, este verso retumba una y otra vez en mi mente y llevandome a la suplica constante a papa Dios de que su amor en mi sea mas grande que la maldad que ven mis ojos constante de manera que evite que mi Fe, mi amor por el projimo y mi amor a el no mueran sino que crezcan.
Como se logra eso?! me dijo pollitico- y </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/7590765738014777425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=7590765738014777425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/7590765738014777425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/7590765738014777425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/conversando-con-pollitico.html' title='CONVERSANDO CON POLLITICO...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1791298378329312022</id><published>2010-08-20T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:17:47.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PURE MOTIVES...?!</title><summary type='text'>
One day on the ride home, I felt truly confuse, mixed emotions, foreign thoughts skipped through my heart and mind. I ping a good friend and I shared my thoughts with him. I did remember my friend praying for me and my family situation, across the distance between us as well as he was right next to me; My friend then said something I will never forget: "Jamie, this is the time to act according </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1791298378329312022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1791298378329312022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1791298378329312022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1791298378329312022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/pure-motives.html' title='PURE MOTIVES...?!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TG7sByU41jI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5vkRFGhwkQA/s72-c/puros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1147984298271724227</id><published>2010-08-18T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:45:22.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIEN IRA?</title><summary type='text'>  A repetir la historia de Noe, si son los tiempos de Sodoma y Gomorra otra vez ?  Quien sera el nuevo Jeremias esta vez, el que se ponga en la brecha y defienda al pueblo con su piel ?      Quien querra hablar a un pueblo que no quiere oir ?    Quien querra perder la vida en una empresa asi ?    Quien querra ser rechazado una y otra vez por oidos sordos que no quieren entender ?                 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1147984298271724227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1147984298271724227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1147984298271724227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1147984298271724227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/quien-ira.html' title='QUIEN IRA?'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6469986165237919104</id><published>2010-08-18T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T12:49:35.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RAZONES PA' VIVIR...</title><summary type='text'>

"Mi corazon se ha acostumbrado asi a vivir, rodeada de tu bendicion en mi existir..."  (8)Siento como si estas palabra salieran de mi propio corazon...creo que por ahi en algun viejo post, aparece una larguisima lista por la que doy gracias, al pasar los dias, al pasar los años, no puedo dejar de maravillarme en como la lista se hace mas larga, dia tras dia...y cada vez que contemplo esa lista,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6469986165237919104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6469986165237919104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6469986165237919104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6469986165237919104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/razones-pa-vivir.html' title='RAZONES PA&apos; VIVIR...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1784260914013000886</id><published>2010-08-18T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:08:50.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER ANA...</title><summary type='text'>Se nos une another ana...que no es otra sino la misma y peculiar Ana rebeca...una gran amiga y hermana a quien disfruto por su originalidad, ingenuidad y humildad, y que nos regala su blog para saber que pasa por su mente ahora que estamos lejos...siganla en www.anotherana03.blogspot.com
Te extrano amiga y tu blog me hace sentir que por aqui seguimos estando juntas como un fin de semana </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1784260914013000886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1784260914013000886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1784260914013000886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1784260914013000886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-ana.html' title='ANOTHER ANA...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-485484985637596499</id><published>2010-08-03T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:20:07.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KATINCHRIST77</title><summary type='text'>Solo quiero dar la bienvenida a la blogosfera a mi amiga Katinchrist...
a ustedes amigos les invito a que disfruten sus historias que son muy buenas en http://www.katinchrist77.blogspot.com , y a ti amiga, gracias por compartir tus escritos por aqui!
Bienvenida mi Superkat!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/485484985637596499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=485484985637596499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/485484985637596499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/485484985637596499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/08/katinchrist77.html' title='KATINCHRIST77'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6182357798198730456</id><published>2010-07-28T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T16:42:11.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRICELESS...</title><summary type='text'>Me resulta tan extrano el que muchas personas me digan "tu no sales" o cosas como "como puedes estar tanto tiempo en la casa? o que se expresen con cierta ironia si en vez de quedarme en un corillo quiera regresar temprano a mi casa. La razon por la que me resulta extrano es porque para mi estar con la familia definitivamente no tiene precio. Es algo que de verdad disfruto. 


Nada como comer en </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6182357798198730456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6182357798198730456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6182357798198730456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6182357798198730456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/priceless.html' title='PRICELESS...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TFC786COrCI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/BRw6lNoCnMk/s72-c/priceless-homer-simpson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5050973143636112335</id><published>2010-07-15T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:09:09.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT IT!!!!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5050973143636112335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5050973143636112335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5050973143636112335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5050973143636112335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-got-it.html' title='I GOT IT!!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TD_o8w-b_gI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pmG-eEInE7g/s72-c/tumblr_kv20lab01c1qzbasvo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-8377904098161983752</id><published>2010-07-15T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:56:14.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH LIKE POTATOES!!!</title><summary type='text'>Angus Buchan, un grangero surafricano, quien sufre una serie de perdidas aparentemente insuperables, al conocer a Dios descubre el poder de su fe en el y que los milagros aun ocurren a traves de una Fe inquebrantable. Cuando Dios prueba nuestro valor y nuestro amor por el, Nuestra Fe es transformada. No hay nada mas dificil que vivir dependiendo de nuestra Fe, humanamente, pero a la vez, cuando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/8377904098161983752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=8377904098161983752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8377904098161983752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8377904098161983752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/faith-like-potatoes.html' title='FAITH LIKE POTATOES!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TD_YFkKiIFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/O4iddwwXWLI/s72-c/FaithLikePotatoes_800x600_WallPaper_V1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-8495025481552424784</id><published>2010-07-15T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T18:19:43.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada que Rectificar...</title><summary type='text'> "No me escogiste a mí, sino que yo te escogí y comisioné para que vayas y des fruto, un fruto que perdure. Así el Padre les dará todo lo que le pidas en mi nombre."  Juan !5:16Recuerdo vividamente aquel dia cuando el llamado fue tan fuerte que apenas me podia sostener en pie, Dios grababa estas palabras en mi corazon. Fue un  24 de agosto de 1997, al regresar a mi casa, exhausta, como con 3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/8495025481552424784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=8495025481552424784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8495025481552424784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8495025481552424784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/nada-que-rectificar.html' title='Nada que Rectificar...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TD-yWf_RyzI/AAAAAAAAAIo/KuVvuplUcw0/s72-c/taller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-4789584253084492569</id><published>2010-07-15T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:05:16.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit!</title><summary type='text'>Me enfermo cada vez que escucho el mismo dicho, pero mas me ha enfermado el darme cuenta que la escucho en todos lados.  Estoy JARTA de escuchar a lideres y pastores esconderse tras decir cosas como "uno cumple con decirle pero hasta ahi" "ya no puedo hacer mas nada" o vagas respuestas como esas al hablar de las "ovejas" que lideramos en el reino de Dios. Lideres y pastores envueltos en sus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/4789584253084492569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=4789584253084492569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4789584253084492569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/4789584253084492569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TD_n5an_yQI/AAAAAAAAAJA/dcSaGLrEjeM/s72-c/bullshit2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-2982690080795379914</id><published>2010-07-11T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T16:04:00.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple...</title><summary type='text'>El que es bueno, de la bondad que atesora en el corazon, saca el bien Mateo 12:35 NVIPuedes nombrar diez de los hombres mas ricos en el mundo?Ocho personas que hayan ganado los premios Nobel?que tal te fue? yo no lo hice bien., a excepcion de sus trivialidades ninguno de nosotros recuerda los titulares de ayer con exactitud. yo menos! sufro de memento!Sorprende con cuanta facilidad olvidamos, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/2982690080795379914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=2982690080795379914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2982690080795379914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2982690080795379914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/otro-dia.html' title='Simple...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TDuNez3s1wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/FHK9IU6qHdQ/s72-c/taller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-2351317435741785399</id><published>2010-07-07T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:09:53.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacando la basura...</title><summary type='text'>Da wakala cuando sacas la basura y es como incomodo. Cool por los resultados, se va el fo' y todo lo que no sirve, trae alivio, como cuando estas desesperado por hacer pipi! ahhhh! que alivio!!! Aunque desde mi adolescencia aprendi el valor de sacar la basura del alma y el corazon, hay cosas que no son visibles, o que sencillamente en las que es tanto el dolor que solo nos revolcamos en el. Otras</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/2351317435741785399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=2351317435741785399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2351317435741785399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2351317435741785399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/sacando-la-basura.html' title='Sacando la basura...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TDT1E2DvmZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w4zKw4hHqac/s72-c/taller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1473650005384228379</id><published>2010-07-07T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T13:02:13.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never ever give up!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1473650005384228379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1473650005384228379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1473650005384228379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1473650005384228379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-ever-give-up.html' title='Never ever give up!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-7835385026196380842</id><published>2010-07-05T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:13:34.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sera Lepra?!? :/</title><summary type='text'>La lepra era la peor cosa que alguien pudo vivir en los tiempos biblicos. Mas que la enfermedad misma la parte mas dolorosa era el rechazo que el leproso recibia de los que  se encontraban alrededor. Una de las experiencias que vivi en el taller fue el sentirme con lepra.Un dia en una actividad y faltando mins para el coffe break, note que la persona que estaba trabajando con las cosas, parecia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/7835385026196380842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=7835385026196380842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/7835385026196380842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/7835385026196380842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/sera-lepra.html' title='Sera Lepra?!? :/'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TDTRRhnXZUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7R_wy4PurK0/s72-c/taller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-2134444638396947826</id><published>2010-07-05T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:09:41.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tranquila...como un volcan!!!...</title><summary type='text'>Se ven los pensamientos viajar a velocidad de la luz, hasta mas acelerados talvez;El porque se adueña del inicio de cada oracion y la impotencia empieza a crecer.Es mas facil cuando encuentras respuestas, que cuando pides ayuda y con altura se niega, la honestidad no existe ni donde creiste que vivia.Cuando la logica y la razon buscan y nada encuentran, dan lugar a una creciente e interna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/2134444638396947826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=2134444638396947826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2134444638396947826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2134444638396947826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/07/tranquilacomo-un-volcan.html' title='Tranquila...como un volcan!!!...'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TDTPbBtsqFI/AAAAAAAAAII/GkrYq8h79V8/s72-c/taller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-773561371465353581</id><published>2010-06-25T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:00:29.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estando en el salon de clases, con las manos llenas de lodo, veia en el torno formarse hermosas vasijas y esculturas que a la vista de todos parecian estar perfectamente concluidas, vi al maestro tomar agua y enlodar una vez mas, y, lo mas duro, vi tambien al maestro, tomar la vasija y con sus grandoootas manos tomar la figura y mientras me miraba a los ojos con amor me susurraba: "Quedara </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/773561371465353581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=773561371465353581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/773561371465353581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/773561371465353581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/06/estando-en-el-salon-de-clases-con-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/TCWN7lWduQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0T-Et0NLFhs/s72-c/taller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-8061112908584190783</id><published>2010-05-04T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:06:28.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOO!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'> &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Job 33:25-26-/ Mateo 13: 25-26  “Pero mientras todos dormian, llego su enemigo y sembro la mala hierba entre el trigo y se fue. Cuando broto el trigo y se formo la espiga aparecio tambien la mala hierba...  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;     &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  La mala hierba crece tanto o mas que el trigo. Durante toda mi vida habia escuchado una y otra vez acerca de muchos hombres </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/8061112908584190783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=8061112908584190783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8061112908584190783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/8061112908584190783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/05/noooooo.html' title='NOOOOOO!!!!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/S-CfK390qFI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pjDsvBg4VlE/s72-c/3423-000011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-9069807284531983095</id><published>2010-05-04T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:14:58.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMA....</title><summary type='text'>El amor se mostro en ella al paso de los anos. Contaba la abuela que esperaba por las tardes la piedrita en la ventana que anunciaba la llegada de la nina que la hacía reír...Siempre decias: por qué cambiar, por qué llorar, las cosas bellas que Dios nos trajo no hay que dejarlas jamás de vivir, regala una flor, canta mi canción que al fin y al cabo la vida es bella y es un regalo de Dios para ti.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/9069807284531983095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=9069807284531983095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/9069807284531983095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/9069807284531983095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/05/mama.html' title='MAMA....'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/S-CZNo3zvdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2VvgSYllu30/s72-c/conmama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1773978817585548520</id><published>2010-05-04T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:34:07.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bay bay pa!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  Cuando recibi la noticia me abrumaron como lava mis pensamientos. Porque perdi tanto tiempo? Mil y un porques. Nunca entendi que paso.  Los adultos siempre quieren explicar esas cosas que no entendemos bien.  Pero te extrane  y siempre te espere sentada en el jardin en mi mecedorita mientras mejai me empujaba para obligarme a jugar el cero mata cero con el hasta que mami le </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1773978817585548520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1773978817585548520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1773978817585548520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1773978817585548520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2010/05/bay-bay-pa.html' title='Bay bay pa!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/S-CEVUMuKqI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vupSrR_gzaY/s72-c/byebyepapi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6586187005123384065</id><published>2009-10-23T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T08:52:30.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGRIMAS EN EL ALMA</title><summary type='text'>   &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;Se alejo mientras la herida que sus fantasmas hacian en mi excedian sus propias medidas. El estruendo del grito desesperado hacia el mismo cielo que preguntaba que hice mal? Sin encontrar respuesta. Lo que pretendia ser una complicidad envuelta en pastel en hojas termino en agua de sal.  Una y otra vez busque contigo Dios el gris de mis palabras sin exito. Reconoci la </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6586187005123384065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6586187005123384065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6586187005123384065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6586187005123384065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/10/lagrimas-en-el-alma.html' title='LAGRIMAS EN EL ALMA'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SuHN43MIi2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/BpBQknfcIyo/s72-c/lagrimas+en+el+alma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5740144041047594724</id><published>2009-05-28T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T14:22:14.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA TORMENTA</title><summary type='text'>“ . . . Aún así, medio rechazado y casi exiliado, a Juan (el bautista) no se lo podía ignorar. Él no pasaba desapercibido. Tampoco su discurso.Juan constituía una verdadera amenaza. Los líderes eclesiásticos se sentían amenazados. La comunidad que seguía a esos líderes se sentía amenazada. Los políticos se sentían intimidados. El gobernante más poderoso se sintió tan amenazado, que mandó a matar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5740144041047594724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5740144041047594724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5740144041047594724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5740144041047594724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/05/la-tormenta.html' title='LA TORMENTA'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SiBQNggegnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/x__yDe_o5DE/s72-c/AB03792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1515081958427274843</id><published>2009-05-26T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:14:04.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TU GRACIA ES LO QUE CUENTA</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1515081958427274843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1515081958427274843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1515081958427274843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1515081958427274843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title='TU GRACIA ES LO QUE CUENTA'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/ShxCWhUGbUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VyjpBwB8j8I/s72-c/shout-your-fame-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-1204965905952102515</id><published>2009-04-23T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:41:01.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AY QUE FRASE!</title><summary type='text'>wow! eso me dio!hoy estoy en Ace Wireless, una zona franca en donde mi comunidad,El Circulo, esta trabajando en alcanzar los empleados para Jesus. ahi me tope con esto!UFF!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/1204965905952102515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=1204965905952102515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1204965905952102515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/1204965905952102515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/04/ay-que-frase.html' title='AY QUE FRASE!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SfC2LDIAosI/AAAAAAAAAEA/xODJEGGQ0dA/s72-c/ego.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6826716317352588031</id><published>2009-04-23T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T11:33:02.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIBUS URBANAS</title><summary type='text'>Ayer terminé de leer por segunda vez Tribus Urbanas. Un libro que me lo regaló su autora María José Hooft. Es un libro que explica los diferentes grupos de interés en que los jóvenes se concentran. Me gustó mucho porque explica a vastedad cada “tribu” sin ser sensacionalista ni criticona. Muchas veces este es un mal al que caen los cristianos que pretenden explicar las problemáticas juveniles. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6826716317352588031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6826716317352588031&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6826716317352588031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6826716317352588031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/04/tribus-urbanas.html' title='TRIBUS URBANAS'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SfC0UdAnRlI/AAAAAAAAADw/vA-PP_4F4Oc/s72-c/tribus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5282820834024953614</id><published>2009-04-22T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:59:25.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOY</title><summary type='text'>Hoy he dejado de hablar, quiero callar, disimular...Sólo me queda esperar, verte pasar, reinventar...Quiero dejar de sentir,no sé por donde empezar,quiero que mi mundo deje de girar, al saber que ya no estasquisiera que mis manos tengan fuerza para dar, continuar,quiero asustarme si no estas Dueño de mi desvelo, que hasta no bailar prefiero,te ves tan guapo al reir que asi, solo asi, voy a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5282820834024953614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5282820834024953614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5282820834024953614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5282820834024953614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy.html' title='HOY'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-635694828258347463</id><published>2009-04-13T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:37:00.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My SECRET</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         21         false   false   false      ES-TRAD   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/635694828258347463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=635694828258347463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/635694828258347463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/635694828258347463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-secret.html' title='My SECRET'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SeQCwXlWMWI/AAAAAAAAADo/YCCkiYy-8V4/s72-c/My+Secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5128203036549069774</id><published>2009-04-10T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:34:05.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever!....</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5128203036549069774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5128203036549069774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5128203036549069774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5128203036549069774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Whatever!....'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/Sd90YU6pfYI/AAAAAAAAADg/Nt9U9pNivN0/s72-c/01AwcAX1XWmjcAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-6583898657488216221</id><published>2009-04-07T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:43:05.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Historia de la silla</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/6583898657488216221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=6583898657488216221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6583898657488216221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/6583898657488216221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-historia-de-la-silla.html' title='La Historia de la silla'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SdvNhnrxMTI/AAAAAAAAADY/KfJBsOoQOF8/s72-c/85152414+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-625620173658462792</id><published>2008-04-29T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:36:54.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entre Negros, Blancos y Grises</title><summary type='text'>Carlos,  planea pasarla bien con sus amigos, hace un party, miente a sus padres acerca de lo que piensa hacer,  una fogata, alcohol, chicas…en medio de pal de tragos, toma el volante en compañía de su mejor amigo, pierde el control de la velocidad y en cuestión de segundos ambos están inconscientes en el pavimento,  el  Jeep wrangler luce con las 4 gomas hacia arriba,  y lo que se supone seria un</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/625620173658462792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=625620173658462792&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/625620173658462792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/625620173658462792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2008/04/entre-negros-blancos-y-grises.html' title='Entre Negros, Blancos y Grises'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SBeKRhndtBI/AAAAAAAAACU/gTQmUjmN1T4/s72-c/entre+negros+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-5374443898021357938</id><published>2008-04-29T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:32:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE PASION!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Estos últimos días andado de arriba abajo por la ciudad, con un amigo cuya pasión es la fotografía, y en medio de conversaciones de que si la apertura, si los lentes, la velocidad, luces, enfoques y claroscuros,  lo que él no sabía era que Dios usaba su vida para ensenarme a mí la importancia de la pasión, ese impulso dentro de nosotros, que nos catapulta a llegar dondequiera que nos propongamos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/5374443898021357938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=5374443898021357938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5374443898021357938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/5374443898021357938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2008/04/que-pasion.html' title='QUE PASION!!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/SBeH5xnds_I/AAAAAAAAACE/b3Wf-bybRGQ/s72-c/pasion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-2545559995507808200</id><published>2007-02-19T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:37:01.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El Nuevo Intento</title><summary type='text'>Recuerdas aquella noche en la que te sentias descorazonado, y profundamente angustiado? La noche anterior tenias todas las esperanzas, pero despues de haberlo intentado todo solo quedó el dolor. El gusto amargo, la red vacia de peces pero llena de la basura del mar. Diste lo mejor en el examen, pero te reprobaron. Trabajaste duro, pero el cliente prefirio la competencia. Preparaste tu mejor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/2545559995507808200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=2545559995507808200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2545559995507808200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2545559995507808200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2007/02/el-nuevo-intento.html' title='El Nuevo Intento'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/Rdx22JQUTjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XC8s5oB5eSs/s72-c/vencedores+jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-2756674839206347495</id><published>2007-01-18T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:35:39.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>El cielo y sus estrellas, el mar y sus riquezas, lo que puedas imaginar,Desde la luna y su belleza hasta el sol en su grandeza, todo esto te quiero dar..Aunque se que valen mucho mas, aquellos detalles que sin pensar, hacen tu diauna realidad, y de tu noche, tranquilidad…Soy tu proveedor, soy tu provision, en lo grande y lo pequeño, y en tu necesidad, quien no descansará, hasta que tus sueños se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/2756674839206347495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=2756674839206347495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2756674839206347495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/2756674839206347495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2007/01/el-cielo-y-sus-estrellas-el-mar-y-sus.html' title=''/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/Ra_EjmZxthI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QElRPHYEVE8/s72-c/provision.4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-116492001634237342</id><published>2006-11-30T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:35:09.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ser espiritual?</title><summary type='text'>Creo honestamente que “Ser una persona espiritual se logra por la diligencia en la Palabra de Dios y en la oracion y se mantiene por la obediencia y el juicio de uno mismo. Los que son guiados por el Espiritu son Espirituales, pero naturalmente la Espiritualidad no es una condicion fija ni absoluta, sino que admite crecimiento; En verdad, el crecimiento en la gracia y el conocimiento de nuestro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/116492001634237342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=116492001634237342&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116492001634237342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116492001634237342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/11/ser-espiritual.html' title='ser espiritual?'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-116292504780569429</id><published>2006-11-07T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:34:22.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amontonando</title><summary type='text'>"Pero si alguien hace pecar a uno de estos pequeños que creen en mí, más le valdría que le colgaran al cuello una gran piedra de molino y lo hundieran en lo profundo del mar."A nadie le gusta decirlo así que lo diré yo… a la mayoría de los adultos en las iglesias no les gustan los jóvenes. mejor dicho la informalidad de los jovenes! Es por eso que contratan a un líder de jóvenes—para mantener a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/116292504780569429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=116292504780569429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116292504780569429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116292504780569429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/11/amontonando.html' title='Amontonando'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-3411680211754009225</id><published>2006-10-18T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:52:28.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dando gracias</title><summary type='text'>Escuche una cancion que siempre me recuerda el dar gracias a Dios en todo y por todo como nos enseña la biblia…y hoy “quiero expresar mi gratitud a TI papa Dios, que me has dado TODO!!! Una oracion no bastaria, ni el tiempo de toooooda una vida, porque es mas que palabras y mas que una cancion…también es un buen momento para apreciar con mayor claridad lo que tenemos y lo que vivimos juntos, que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/3411680211754009225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=3411680211754009225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/3411680211754009225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/3411680211754009225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/10/dando-gracias.html' title='Dando gracias'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-116053714816032984</id><published>2006-10-10T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:30:54.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cada uno dá lo que Posee</title><summary type='text'>Recibi un correo de una gran amiga que me edifico mucho y lo comparto con ustedes:"Una persona perversa decidio hacer un presente a una persona que no le agradaba para su aniversario e ironicamente manda a preparar una bandeja llena de basura y desperdicios. En presencia de todos manda a entregar el presente que es recibido con alegria por el agasajado...gentilmente el agasajado agradece y pide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/116053714816032984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=116053714816032984&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116053714816032984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116053714816032984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/10/cada-uno-d-lo-que-posee.html' title='Cada uno dá lo que Posee'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-116051280607303621</id><published>2006-10-10T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:28:02.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser como niños?</title><summary type='text'>Hace unos dias mis sobrinas se me acercaron y me dijeron que su amiguita del alma, la mas querida, (que no es solo su amiga querida sino que realmente es su prima) con quien comparten todo y a quien cuando esta fuera del pais, la extrañan tanto que hasta lloran, le habia dicho que no iba a ir al concierto tampoco, pero si fue y no les aviso!!! (ellas, mis sobrinas y su amiguita, estudian ballet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/116051280607303621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=116051280607303621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116051280607303621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116051280607303621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/10/ser-como-nios.html' title='Ser como niños?'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-116041290463851327</id><published>2006-10-09T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:24:01.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viendo lo invisible</title><summary type='text'>-Que te pasa?-nada-loca! algo te pasa!-na! toy en down y no se porque!...asi que no tengo na!Al cerrar el telefono me quede pensando en la pregunta de mis amigos y me pregunte porque me siento mal? es que acaso no esta Dios escuchando mi clamor y en medio de mi "urgente necesidad" de verle obrar EL se olvido de mi? y recorde las palabras del salmo 42:5"Porque te abates alma mia, y te turbas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/116041290463851327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=116041290463851327&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116041290463851327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/116041290463851327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/10/viendo-lo-invisible.html' title='Viendo lo invisible'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-115962878521617759</id><published>2006-09-30T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:20:01.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asi soy realmente?</title><summary type='text'>Hace unos dias me preparaba para predicar y durante unos dias estuve revisando algunas notas personales y leyendo uno que otro libro (soy amante de los libros y la lectura) compilando algunas citas para el mensaje que me disponia a compartir, y mientras lo hacia, encontre que nuestra identidad no solo esta rodeada de fortalezas personales, sino que a medida que crecemos en nuestra personalidad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/115962878521617759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=115962878521617759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/115962878521617759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/115962878521617759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/09/asi-soy-realmente.html' title='Asi soy realmente?'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-115941542422877670</id><published>2006-09-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:19:14.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retoma tus Sueños!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Salmo 126:1-3 “Cuando Jehová hiciere volver la cautividad de Sión, seremos como los que sueñan.Entonces nuestra boca se llenará de risa, y nuestra lengua de alabanza; entonces dirán entre las naciones: grandes cosas ha hecho Jehová con éstos. Grandes cosas ha hecho Jehová con nosotros; estaremos alegres.”La base de todas tus capacidades es la capacidad de soñar. El que sueña ríe, pero cuando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/115941542422877670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=115941542422877670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/115941542422877670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/115941542422877670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/09/retoma-tus-sueos.html' title='Retoma tus Sueños!!!!'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35147452.post-115940542324948463</id><published>2006-09-27T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T19:44:50.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cambio Blogg'/><title type='text'>CAMBIOSSS</title><summary type='text'>cambio de blog...ofrecome!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/feeds/115940542324948463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35147452&amp;postID=115940542324948463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/115940542324948463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35147452/posts/default/115940542324948463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jmacrojeva.blogspot.com/2006/09/cambiosss.html' title='CAMBIOSSS'/><author><name>Macrojeva</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mmboXzaWdBY/R5TM4O1ziaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/smjq1uR9WRk/S220/PC310247.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
