<?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-4590194973904640138</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:16:53.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganduri in drum spre Casa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-7450041420440866891</id><published>2010-01-18T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:24:11.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lectii de viata</title><content type='html'>Ieri am reusit sa imi insusesc niste lucruri care pentru mine cred ca vor ramane adevaruri pentru toata viata:&lt;div&gt; 1. Interesul unui om pentru persoana ta e reflectat in atentia pe care ti-o acorda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 2. Cel mai trist mod de a petrece o zi este sa o lasi sa treaca fara ca tu sa fii invatat ceva. Si nimeni nu a spus ca lectia invatata trebuie sa aduca neaparat zambet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Va las cu ideea care ma obsedeaza... si cred ca va face pana o voi pricepe: timpul se investeste cu cap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-7450041420440866891?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/7450041420440866891/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/lectii-de-viata.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/7450041420440866891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/7450041420440866891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/lectii-de-viata.html' title='Lectii de viata'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-952509726739352116</id><published>2010-01-16T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:33:27.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentru ce e muzica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; font-size:13px;"&gt;"The aim and final end of all music should be none other than the glory of God and the refreshment of the soul." Johann Sebastian Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:13px;"&gt;Una dintre melodiile mele preferate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyMWBx6vvJo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qyMWBx6vvJo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-952509726739352116?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/952509726739352116/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/pentru-ce-e-muzica.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/952509726739352116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/952509726739352116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/pentru-ce-e-muzica.html' title='Pentru ce e muzica'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-3408152306149786574</id><published>2010-01-08T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:28:21.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nu ezitati sa comentati!</title><content type='html'>Am auzit ca blogger-ul va da batai de cap la scrierea comentariilor. N-am stiut ca e asa de alambicat, insa ceea ce pot face este sa va incurajez sa nu va dati batuti. Creati-va cont! Cine stie cate minti luminate vor mai scrie si veti putea astfel sa le impartasiti emotiile traite citindu-le postarile... (acum sunt ironica la adresa mea)... ;). Deci...never give up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-3408152306149786574?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/3408152306149786574/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/nu-ezitati-sa-comentati.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/3408152306149786574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/3408152306149786574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/nu-ezitati-sa-comentati.html' title='Nu ezitati sa comentati!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-3898805605550997152</id><published>2010-01-07T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:00:45.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noapte buna de student la medicina</title><content type='html'>Va mai amintiti de entuziasmul generator de viteza de dimineata? Singurul lucru care a mai generat viteza pentru a ma intoarce acasa la aceasta ora a fost foamea. Am avut o zi in care mi s-a demonstrat cu varf si indesat ca lucrurile nu se pot schimba in Romania pentru ca nu e de unde, n-ai cu cine. (Marius, sansele sa gandesti "si inca n-ai vazut nimic" sunt de 100%.) Iti ramane deci responsabilitatea sa ai grija de patratelul tau. Nu sunt in agonie, nu va faceti griji, incep doar sa imbin optimismul cu realismul. Ma duc sa invat, ca maine trebuie sa arat cat de multe stiu despre sputa... Yac! Noapte buna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-3898805605550997152?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/3898805605550997152/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/noapte-buna-de-student-la-medicina.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/3898805605550997152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/3898805605550997152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/noapte-buna-de-student-la-medicina.html' title='Noapte buna de student la medicina'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-4403608310429523714</id><published>2010-01-06T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:29:59.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buna dimineata de student la medicina...</title><content type='html'>Buna dimineata, Cluj Napoca. Slept well? Si eu... de cand m-am intors la scoala dorm nesperat de bine, poate din inconstienta lucrurilor care-mi stau in ainte, cine stie?&lt;div&gt;  Azi omleta cu bacon- sta in stomac 6 ore deci imi va fi foame nu pe la 11, ci pe 1-2 ceea ce e o realizare- si cafea cu lapte pentru ca am o zi care va atenta progresiv la starea mea de veghe. Ah, si ce a mai ramas din ciocolata cu martipan... Yum! Urmeaza sa ma schimb agale de pijamaua cu ursi si sa ma transform in constiincioasa studenta care va colinda mai toate clinicile azi: Chirurgie Plastica la Recuperare...deci trebe sa prind 43 (ca a venit vorba de RATUC, azi are o intalnire a CCDD-ului...inca n-am aflat ce e dar poate pentru ca n-am fost atenta...o sa ma documentez, oricum... in care vor vorbi despre RATUC si...anti-RATUC...e drept, la orele de varf circuli asfixiat si te intrebi: daca stranuta unul pe tine, caci oamenii "e educati", oare ce tulpina de virus tip A iti va face cadou...), trebuia sa fie Chirurgie si la Oncologie dar... nu mai e, apoi Semiologie curs si un stagiu de recuperat la Medicala II si inchei pe la ora 18:00 cu un desert de Fiziologie optional la..Fiziologie, evident.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Si mi-am terminat cafeaua, asa ca este timpul sa ma evapor cu entuziasm spre UMF Cluj. Mult spor astazi, ca e nevoie din plin si... nu lasati sa treaca ziua fara sa invatati ceva. Shalom :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-4403608310429523714?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/4403608310429523714/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/buna-dimineata-de-student-la-medicina.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/4403608310429523714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/4403608310429523714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/buna-dimineata-de-student-la-medicina.html' title='Buna dimineata de student la medicina...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-8416536381226232129</id><published>2010-01-01T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:45:34.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum a trecut anul 2009...</title><content type='html'>In 31 decembrie 2008 am intocmit o lista cu dorintele concrete pentru 2009, dar am omis sa-mi fac o copie peste care sa-mi arunc ochii macar la 3-4 luni peste an, motiv pentru care am cam uitat ce mi-am dorit... iar efortul depus inspre indeplinire a fost...zero, recunosc:). Nu e nimic, si din greseli se invata...&lt;div&gt;  Mi-am dorit sa merg in state 3 luni, dar nu am mai ajuns. E comic si important totusi faptul ca agenda mi-a fost plina cu tot felul de alte lucruri la care nu ma asteptam, dar care au constituit un real castig... Asadar, in 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - am terminat cursul SMURD, am ajuns paramedic, am "efectuat manevre de resuscitare" pentru 2 persoane carora nu le-a mai fost dat sa traiasca (da, au murit...si a fost prima data cand am vazut un om murind)... dupa care am renuntat la voluntariat in iunie, pentru ca mi-am dat seama ca imi doresc altceva de la medicina...Cu mentiunea ca sunt extrem de multumitoare ca am trecut pe acolo. Si, apropo, cand chemati salvarea, rugati-va sa vina SMURD-ul; chiar sunt buni in ceea ce fac. &lt;b&gt;Castigul: acum nu mai fug atunci cand vad un  om cazut pe strada...eventual fug spre el, sa il intreb de sanatate...la propriu ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;-&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;am fost aleasa pentru a ma ocupa de grupul de studenti medicinisti crestini din Cluj (Asociatia Medicilor Crestini din Romania- sectiunea Studenti Cluj) si simt ca sunt acolo unde trebuie sa fiu. &lt;b&gt;Castigul: e enorm; desi e foarte greu sa lucrezi cu oamenii, e cel mai bun mod de a te cunoaste,  de a-i cunoaste pe ei si de a mai intrezari o farama din investitia vesnica ce a fost facuta in noi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;- am inceput sa "diger" Scriptura (era si timpul). &lt;b&gt;Castigul:Daca sunt dispusa sa platesc pretul (toate au un pret): timp, lucruri pe care le descopar si care s-ar putea sa ma incomodeze...etc, castigul nu se poate masura si are rasunet etern.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - am ales sa renunt la schemele din propriul meu cap - in directia relatiilor interumane. &lt;b&gt;Castigul: mi-am dat seama ca oamenii au foarte multe lucruri frumoase de oferit, doar ca trebuie sa fii suficient de deschis la minte incat sa investesti in ei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;Am reusit sa descopar o parte din mine in 2009 si astept sa vad ce-mi rezerva anul acesta. Pot sa afirm cu tarie ca imi place ceaiul, ciocolata, noul meu aparat foto, puzzle-ul si ca am devenit fan Stuart Townend. M-am trezit foarte bine dispusa azi si cred ca e un semn bun. In 2010 imi doresc sa vizitez Parisul, sa merg 10 zile intr-o tabara de supravieturire si daca imi e ingaduit sa mai apuc un sfarsit de an, sa privesc in urma cu drag si recunostinta. As vrea sa pun tot mai mult suflet in ceea ce fac si sa aleg lucrurile in care consacrarea sa fie totala! Si as mai vrea sa va scriu voua intr-un mod consecvent si sa va dau spre citire lucruri care ne ajuta sa crestem impreuna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; In asteptarea cu entuziasm a evenimentelor ce vor urma, va doresc un an in care sa traiti cu adevarat! A voastra, Ana T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-8416536381226232129?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/8416536381226232129/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/cum-trecut-anul-2009.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/8416536381226232129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/8416536381226232129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2010/01/cum-trecut-anul-2009.html' title='Cum a trecut anul 2009...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-7442146839364584204</id><published>2009-12-25T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:23:40.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce S-a nascut Isus?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SzTnaDUSV5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DLsF2Ng4piE/s1600-h/manger-cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SzTnaDUSV5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DLsF2Ng4piE/s200/manger-cross.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419210686386558866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SzS4k7334MI/AAAAAAAAABA/aL0e5O9hlxc/s1600-h/manger-cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;In ultimele zile am fost asaltata de “spiritul Craciunului”, auzind cum acest spirit e cel care ne face mai buni, mai darnici... Am dedus apoi dintr-o secventa de film cum spiritul Craciunului dispare cand Mos Craciun nu-o gaseste pe Mrs. Claus... As vrea sa intreb un copil ce sarbatoreste el de Craciun; oare se asteapta la altceva decat la cadouri de la Mosu'?&lt;br /&gt;Si totusi, oare ce sarbatorim de Craciun? Sa ridice mana cine stie... De Craciun S-a nascut Isus... Nu v-ati intrebat de ce milioane de oameni se prefac...mai bine sau mari rau ca au ca si punct comun un Prunc nascut intr-o iesle? Oare ce-o fi cu umilinta asta? De ce-o fi ales Maria sa fie femeia cu cea mai mare expunere la febra puerperala si alte...sute de boli infectioase pe care le-ai putea face nascand intr-un grajd? Nu stiu cate a inteles atunci, insa cred ca Maria avea sa afle la un moment dat, privindu-si fiul pe o cruce, ca ani la rand I-a pus in farfurie de mancare lui Dumnezeu. Isus nu a ales cea mai umila stare din istoria omenirii pentru a constitui un motiv de a lua vacanta de iarna si de a avea o masa mai plina de 2 ori pe an ( a 2-a ocazie se reuneste in jurul mormantului Sau gol...din nou El) . Isus a venit pentru ca a stiu El e singurul care poate darama zidul de pacate pe care omul si l-a contruit cu atata “maiestrie”. Asupra ieslei din Betleem se vedea umbra unei cruci si drumul dintre cele 2 a fost strabatut cu o singura motivatie: dragostea fata de Tatal si dragostea fata de tine si mine.&lt;br /&gt;Craciunul este o alta invitatie: “lasa-Ma sa Ma nasc in inima ta!”. Inimile noastre sunt la fel de sarace ca si ieslea si... pana la urma, nu avem ceva mai bun de oferit, insa pentru El sunt locul pe care Si-l doreste cel mai mult. Paradoxal, nu? Regele regilor isi doreste sa locuiasca in ceva asa de umil... Si nu are nevoie de asta, caci “din El, prin El si pentru El sunt toate lucrurile”. Asa ca, uita de Mos Craciun, sarmale si cadouri si vino sa te inchini si sa dai semnificatie sarbatorilor de iarna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-7442146839364584204?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/7442146839364584204/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-ce-s-nascut-isus.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/7442146839364584204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/7442146839364584204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-ce-s-nascut-isus.html' title='De ce S-a nascut Isus?'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SzTnaDUSV5I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DLsF2Ng4piE/s72-c/manger-cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-1915549632364196237</id><published>2009-11-26T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T12:50:57.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>curiozitati</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Conform unui studiu publicat in New England Journal of Medicine, chirurgii sunt mai inalti si mai frumosi decat medicii cu specializari medicale (mi s-a parut comic).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tot un studiu, tot in State, a facut un top al fricilor si frica de moarte a iesit doar pe locul 2, pentru ca a fost detronata de frica de vorbirea in public (la asta am ras cu lacrimi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-1915549632364196237?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/1915549632364196237/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/11/curiozitati.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/1915549632364196237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/1915549632364196237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/11/curiozitati.html' title='curiozitati'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-6662134628505758910</id><published>2009-11-25T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:02:18.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagini de carte in detaliu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Am citit o carte de la o prietena draga si m-am gandit sa impartasesc niste concluzii. Se numeste "The One Minute Manager", scrisa de Kenneth Blanchard, Ph.D si Spencer Johnson, M.D. Cartea se vrea un ghid folositor oamenilor care lucreaza cu oameni, insa autorii au gasit un mod particular de a "vinde ponturile", incat nu starneste reactia "m-am saturat de retete pentru succes". Un tanar ambitios si visator, ajunge, dupa ani de cautari, intr-o companie prospera unde afla lucruri care il uimesc. Ia bine aminte la tot ce i se spune, la inceput mai sceptic, apoi devenind tot mai convins ca aplicarea informatiilor pe care le primeste pot reprezenta cheia succesului sau. Long story short, daca iti doresti ca oamenii cu care lucrezi sa fie eficienti dar si dedicati, trebuie sa ai in vedere 3 aspecte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  1. Orice plan facut trebuie sa incapa pe o pagina si citirea lui sa nu depaseasca 1 min.Fiecare persoana delegata trebuie sa isi cunoasca foarte bine indatoririle si sa le inteleaga, lucruri care tin de cel care i le comunica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  2. Orice lucru bine facut trebuie sa fie urmat de o lauda, in special pentru incepatori. Incurajarea trebuie facuta imediat si specific.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  3. Orice greseala trebuie sa atraga dupa sine o mustrare, care insa e necesar a fi facuta in mod intelept: la fel ca si lauda- imediat si specific. Persoana trebuie sa fie apoi asigurata ca nu este atacata ci doar comportamentul ii este contestat. Mustrarea se aplica in special celor mai expeimentati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  Cred ca in realitate cartea contine principiile crestine despre relatiile interumane si te invata sa nu fii zgarcit cu laudele dar nici tolerant cu greselile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  Inainte de a va lansa invitatia de a o citi, as vrea sa va las un citat care vine sa-mi sprijine urmatorul argument: investeste in oameni, pentru ca desi e cel mai greu lucru, nimic nu-ti aduce mai mari satisfactii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  "Everyone is a Potential Winner. Some people are disguised as losers. Don't let their appearances fool you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;  Lectura placuta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-6662134628505758910?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/6662134628505758910/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/11/pagini-de-carte-in-detaliu.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/6662134628505758910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/6662134628505758910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/11/pagini-de-carte-in-detaliu.html' title='Pagini de carte in detaliu'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-620066505286832902</id><published>2009-09-22T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:00:56.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interviu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cum interpretezi afirmatia: “tot ce nu este interzis, este permis”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cred ca este o afirmatie permisiva... in sens negativ. Adica mi se pare ca pot face analogie cu problemele de mate in care trebuia sa demonstrez ca daca are loc a, rezulta ca are loc si b Sau pare mai degraba un sofism: pare logic- nu exista o interdictie =&gt; e ingaduit”. Cred ca in realitate trebuie gandit invers: tot ce este permis nu este interzis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cum interpretezi afirmatia lui Pavel :”Toate lucrurile imi sunt ingaduite, dar nu toate imi sunt de folos”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mi se pare o definitie a liberului arbitru ceat de Dumnezeu: am dreptul sa fac orice, insa pentru ca traiesc intr-un univers guvernat de legea cauza-efect si prin urmare, toate actiunile mele atrag consecinte ( fie bune, fie rele... pana si cele care la inceput mi se par indiferente, la un  moment dat ajung sa se aseze intr-una din cele 2 categorii), trebuie sa chibzuiesc foarte bine in ce merita sa-mi investesc timpul si energia. Cred ca tot Pavel e cel ce zice “Rascumarati vremea, caci zilele sunt rele”. Mi se pare un indemn care face apel la intelepciunea noastra si la dragostea pe care I-o purtam lui Dumnezeu, pentru ca de fapt Pavel ne spune ca timpul trece atat de repede, incat ne trebuie multa grija atunci cand il investim sau cand il lasam sa treaca. In concluzie, nici macar nu ma mai gandesc la lucrurile care-mi sunt ingaduite, pentru ca sunt prea ocupt sa ma zidesc si sa ma implic in lucrurile care efectiv imi sunt de folos. Bottom line: de-aia ai cap, ca sa-l folosesti gandind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;De ce crezi ca Dumnezeu pune atatea limite in Cuvantul Sau? De ce atatea ingradiri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pot sa arunc perspectiva viitorului medic? :) Si organismul uman are anumite limite: sta prea mult in frig, face hipotermie, insa pe de alta parte cand ajunge la 38 de grade Celsius se spune ca are febra; nu bea apa suficienta, deci se deshidrateaza, dar daca bea prea multa, se intoxica ( da, te poti intoxica si cu apa). Cred ca asa functionam si ca fiinte spirituale intr-o lume care depaseste sfera materiala: Dumnezeu nu impune niste limite pentru ca are accese de putere si complexe de superioritate, ci pentru ca, fiind Creatorul nostru, ne cunoaste din toate unghiurile si stie ca anumite “substante” sunt toxice din start pentru noi sau ca un consum in exces (de sare, zahar si grasimi, nu?:P) din nou dauneaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am auzit un lucru interesant care avea legatura cu subiectul: cand urci niste scari si e lumina, nu ai nevoie de balustrada, pentru ca vezi fiecare treapta pe care calci, insa daca e intuneric, ai face bine sa te prinzi de balustrada, pentru ca nu vezi nimic si calci sovaind, avand doar credinta ca urmeaza o noua treapta. Asa e si cu noi: cand Dumnezeu ne poarta pe inaltimi, nu avem nevoie de limite, pentru ca Il ascultam in dragoste, dar cand El vegheaza doar din umbra si ni se pare ca nu mai e acolo...atunci intervine nevoia de balustrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Legea lui Dumnezeu iti este prieten sau dusman? Te incurca sau te ajuta in viata de zi cu zi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Daca imi e dusman si ma incurca atunci sigur am o problema, pentru ca n-a fost data pentru asta. Uneori cred ca traiesc cu ideea ca daca a fost lasata de El, cu siguranta are un scop. Alteori ii inteleg sensul si atunci imi dau seama din nou ca El mi le-a insiruit pe toate acolo in Biblie pentru ca ma stie si imi vrea binele. Cred ca Legea e lucrul acela care ma trage de maneca atunci cand incep sa o iau in directie gresita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ce crezi ca inseamna “a fi liber in Hristos”? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mmm, de un an ma tot laud cu libertatea mea in Hristos. In primul rand cred ca e vorba de faptul ca acceptandu-L pe El ca Domn si Mantuitor, deci “in Hristos”, suntem eliberati de pacat, de puterea lui. Pacatul te tine captiv. Cred ca asta e motivul pentru care oamenii cu intentii bune si care constientizeaza nevoia de schimbare in viata lor esueaza... pentru ca in realitate, din punct de vedere legal, ei apartin pacatului. Doar Hristos e Cel care poate face transferul si omul poate deveni copil de Dumnezeu. Avand acest statut, sunt liber sa ma schimb, sunt liber sa  aleg  fara a simti presiunea robiei...Sclavul nu alege, doar executa ordine. Ca si rob al lui Hristos insa, aleg prin prisma Adevarului in primul rand (El imi da ocazia sa vad toate fatetele problemei..si dedesubturile pe care celelalt stapan nu mi le arata..din motive evidente)si ma supun din dragoste. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apoi cred ca e vorba despre diferentele dintre noi ca si crestini; suntem diferiti si consideram ca a face un anumit lucru Il onoreaza pe Dumnezeu...suntem liberi sa il facem. Nu vreau sa intru in probleme de doctrina, dar un adventist e liber sa tina sambata ca zi a Domnului la fel cum eu sunt libera sa consider duminica ziua de odihna, fiecare dintre noi avand si responsabilitatea de a ne accepta unul pe celalalt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chiar daca esti liber in Hristos, iti stabilesti anumite limite? De ce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Libertatea noastra in Hristos nu trebuie confundata cu libertinajul. Normal ca avem limite, avem limitele din Biblie si apoi avem limitele pe care ni le descopera tot El in situatiile concrete din viata noastra. De ce? Pentru ca pot fi liber in Hristos doar in masura in care Il iubesc si Il respect; iar daca uneori mi se pare absurd ce-mi cere, nu ma intereseaza, pentru ca scopul meu final nu e comfortul meu, ci e fata stralucitoare pe care o are Isus cand se uita la mine, ma bate pe umar si zice “Bine, rob bun si credincios!” Imi sustin insa ideea: El le lasa pe toata cu scopul de a ma proteja si de a-mi fi bine. Ah, era vorba de limitele proprii...ok; atunci imi vine in minte disciplina si apoi...tot iubirea de Dumnezeu si tot a face lucrurile care-mi sunt de folos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ca si concluzie, cum vezi viata de crestin: privare de placere, frustrare ca nu poti avea tot ce ai vrea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hai sa-ti dau un raspuns super-teologic: placerea trebuie sa ne-o gasim in a face voia Tatalui, ca si Domnul Isus... si trebuie sa vrem ceea ce vrea El pentru noi. Sentimental intervine uneori frustrarea, dar ratiunea vine tot timpul si-ti deschide ochii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Constati ca daca esti intr-adevar al Lui, nu mai gasesti placere in ceva inafara Lui...la inceput poate e alarma aceea morala...dar apoi cred ca e chiar golul si lipsa prezentei Lui...si cu siguranta devi constient ca viata ta de fapt se invarte in jurul Lui ca Pamantul in jurul Soarelui...ramanand pe orbita stabilita dinainte. Floarea mea preferata e floarea-soarelui..tocmai pentru ca isi intoarce capul tot timpul dupa Soare si nu-si poate trai viata altfel. O sa incerc odata sa  blochez cumva o floare, sa nu se mai poata intoarce :)) ... sunt convinsa ca o sa moara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-620066505286832902?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/620066505286832902/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/09/interviu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/620066505286832902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/620066505286832902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/09/interviu.html' title='Interviu'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-8895246692003658079</id><published>2009-07-13T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:33:51.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>convorbire cu Fat-Frumos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;am dat de o melodie de la Vama... e cutermurator de adevarat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ne`ai lasat sa ratacim printre faruri de masini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Trebuia sa crestem mari si sa luptam cu toti zmeii din lume,&lt;br /&gt;Nimeni nu mai vrea sa lupte, Fat-Frumos&lt;br /&gt;Oamenii n`au timp sa fie viteji&lt;br /&gt;Unii spun ca viata e o lupta dar foarte rar aud pe cineva care sa fie sigur ca a castigat sau a pierdut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi`ai promis ca o sa ma inveti ce`ai onoarea Fat-Frumos&lt;br /&gt;Da` nimeni nu mai foloseste cuvantul asta&lt;br /&gt;Nici in reclame nu l`am auzit, foarte rar in filme&lt;br /&gt;Da` mereu apare unu care spune ca esti prost daca ai onoare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;n fiecare seara ajungem in acelasi loc, Fat-Frumos, niste case mici&lt;br /&gt;Iar eu stiu sigur ca am fost in castelul tau&lt;br /&gt;Mi`ai spus ca nu pot sa stau mult,&lt;br /&gt;Venea zmeul si trebuia va luptati&lt;br /&gt;Si toti oamenii fac aceleasi lucruri&lt;br /&gt;Cei singuri, inta`n casa, arunca niste chei pe masa , se duc la frigider, scot o sticla, beau, si privesc in gol&lt;br /&gt;Apoi se trezesc ca din vis&lt;br /&gt;Se duc in alta camera, se aseaza pe canapea si dau drumul la televizor&lt;br /&gt;In fiecare seara, mii de oameni fac aceleasi lucruri, in acelasi timp, in aceleasi case mici, Fat-Frumos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sunt singur si tu nu esti aici&lt;br /&gt;Fomila, Setila, Pasari-Lati-Lungila&lt;br /&gt;Sunt inconjurat de niste idioti in costume gri&lt;br /&gt;Cu care ma vad miercurea la mall&lt;br /&gt;Si care canta cantece despr bere&lt;br /&gt;Si nici macar nu`si mai amintesc de tine&lt;br /&gt;Imi spun ca au cunoscut`o doar pe Ileana Cosanzeana&lt;br /&gt;Dar ca de tine nu`si aduc aminte&lt;br /&gt;Si rad Fat-Frumos, rad de tine, rad de mine&lt;br /&gt;Trebuia sa fii aici, lasule, sa ne`nveti sa luptam,&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne vorbesti despre onoare si prietenie&lt;br /&gt;Sa ne spui despre sacrificiu&lt;br /&gt;Trebuia ramai aici, sa te aperi, Fat-Frumos&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca eu n`o pot face in locul tau&lt;br /&gt;Ca nu m`ai invatat Fat-Frumos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai plecat ca un las, Fat-Frumos&lt;br /&gt;Si nu ne`ai invatat nimic&lt;br /&gt;Ai fi putut macar sa`mi spui&lt;br /&gt;Cum ai facut s`o iubesti doar pe ea Fat-Frumos,&lt;br /&gt;Pentru ca eu stiu ca ea te`a ajutat mult&lt;br /&gt;Cum ai reusit sa iubesti o singura fata ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;chiar asa..onoarea, castelul, o singura fata... m-am intristat cand am ascultat versurile....dar m-am inseninat cand mi-am dat seama ca desi Fat-Frumos a dat bir cu fugitii si a esuat, Domnul Slavei nu a facut-o si in El se implinesc si onaorea, si castelul si iubirea unei singure persoane... Pot sa merg la culcare linistita :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-8895246692003658079?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/8895246692003658079/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/07/convorbire-cu-fat-frumos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/8895246692003658079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/8895246692003658079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2009/07/convorbire-cu-fat-frumos.html' title='convorbire cu Fat-Frumos'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-4354957110643170768</id><published>2008-12-24T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:22:26.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>de ziua Ta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;pre width="50"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Vin cu tot ce am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ma inchin cu viata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ma aplec in fata Ta   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Inima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mi-ai daruit o viata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Speranta de-a visa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ma aplec cu reverenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;in fata Ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;pre width="50"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;De ziua Ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Iti uram bun venit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Din nemurire pe pamant ai venit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Iti cantam dragostea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ce ne-a unit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;De ziua Ta iti uram bun venit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre width="50"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sfant copil pe pamant intrupat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;bucuria si viata mi-ai dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-4354957110643170768?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/4354957110643170768/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2008/12/de-ziua-ta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/4354957110643170768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/4354957110643170768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2008/12/de-ziua-ta.html' title='de ziua Ta...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4590194973904640138.post-7526091498340828471</id><published>2008-12-24T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:43:58.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doar un moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Intr-un moement deosebit, ca niciunul altul, Dumnezeu a devenit om. In timp ce creaturile pamantului habar nu aveau, Divinitatea sosise. Cerul s-a deschis si a pus ce a avut mai de pret intr-un pantec de om.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Cel Atotputernic, intr-o secunda, a devenit fragil. El, Cel ce fusese Duh, a devenit usor de strapuns. El, Cel ce era mai mare decat intreg Universul, a devenit un embrion. El, Cel ce tinea lumea cu un cuvant a ales sa devina dependenat de ingrijirea unei tinere fete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Dumnezeu- fat uman. Sfintenia odihnindu-se intr-un pantec. Creatorul vietii -creat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Dumnezeu a primit sprancene, gene, doi rinichi, o splina, a plutit in lichidul amniotic si s-a intins, crescand in pantecele mamei Sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Dumnezeu S-a apropiat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; El a venit, nu ca o strafulgerare de lumina sau ca un cuceritor pe care nu-l poti atinge, ci ca Unul ale Carui tipete au fost auzite de o tarancuta si de un tamplar somnoros. Mainile care L-au tinut pentru prima data in brate nu aveau manichiura, ci erau murdare si aspre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Fara matase, fara fildes, fara petrecere, fara ovatii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Pastorii, magii, ingerii priveau cum Maria Ii schimba scutecele... lui Dumnezeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Nu stiu daca a avut sau nu ureche muzicala sau daca L-a durut capul vreodata. Ce stiu e ca, sfidand legile matematicii, El a fost 100% uman si 100% divin si ca a simtit timp de 33 de ani tot ceea ce simtim eu si voi: bucurie, deznadejde, mangaiere, suspiciune, frica, durere fizica...tradare. Si a facut-o pentru ca intr-un alt moment, sa Isi dea viata pe Cruce pentru a ne scoate din mlastina lumii acesteia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Va intrebati, poate, pe Cine sarbatoriti de Craciun...E ziua de nastere a lui Insusi Dumnezeu. "Astazi in cetatea lui David vi s-a nascut un Mantuitor, care este Hristos Domnul"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Sarbatori pline de Pruncul Isus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;("Cand Dumnezeu S-a apropiat" Max Lucado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4590194973904640138-7526091498340828471?l=ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/7526091498340828471/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2008/12/doar-un-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/7526091498340828471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4590194973904640138/posts/default/7526091498340828471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ganduriindrumsprecasa.blogspot.com/2008/12/doar-un-moment.html' title='Doar un moment...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17079454958936875780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1JI9t6XGXIU/SoJ2AylkqOI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VRkVwenJutc/S220/DSC01209.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
