<?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-8145272800228190132</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:40:16.461-08:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Intuition'/><category term='quotation from great men'/><title type='text'>WORDS TO LIVE BY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-1030953983157568737</id><published>2008-10-04T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:21:05.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Another One</title><content type='html'>Life is what we make it, and the its really is so short to live in misery. Friends are the most beautiful of our blessings. They make our life journey a very interesting trip. Hold on to our friends , we might never meet them again, at least once in our lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are as companions on a journey, who ought to aid each other to persevere in the road to a happier life. &lt;br /&gt;Pythagoras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-1030953983157568737?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/1030953983157568737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=1030953983157568737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1030953983157568737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1030953983157568737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-one.html' title='Another One'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-696220144546589718</id><published>2008-08-20T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:22:45.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intuition'/><title type='text'>Character</title><content type='html'>Tested when adversity and trial comes. Foreseen on pressures and decision making. The strength of one could be results of vast experience applied on natural disposition. Man of few words with array of tremendous accomplishments likewise get the nod of admiration to some contemporaries. It is by the reason, that his works speak of his exceptional personality and character. Silent water runs deep as describe, the decisiveness and goal he pursue goes well with the principle to uphold the way to achieve success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-696220144546589718?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/696220144546589718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=696220144546589718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/696220144546589718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/696220144546589718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/08/character.html' title='Character'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-1934814311317818232</id><published>2008-08-04T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:34:27.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to live through this day only, and not tackle all my problems at once. I can do something for twelve hours that would appall me if I felt that I had to keep it up for a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy. This assumes to be true what Abraham Lincoln said, that "Most folks are as happy as they make up their minds to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will adjust myself to what is, and not try to adjust everything to my own desires, I will take my "luck" as it comes, and fit myself to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will try to strengthen my mind. I will study. I will learn something useful. I will not be a mental loafer. I will read something that requires effort, thought and concentration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will exercise my soul in three ways: I will do somebody a good turn, and not get found out; if anybody knows of it, it will not count. I will do a least two things I don't want to do--just for exercise. I will not show anyone that my feelings are hurt; they may be hurt, but today I will not show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will be agreeable. I will look as well as I can, dress becomingly, keep my voice low, be courteous, criticize not one bit. I won't find fault with anything, nor try to improve or regulate anybody but myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will have a program. I may not follow it exactly, but I will have it. I will save myself from two pests: hurry and indecision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will have a quiet half hour all by myself, and relax. During this half hour, sometime, I will try to get a better perspective of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will be unafraid. Especially I will not be afraid to enjoy what is beautiful, and to believe that as I give to the world, so the world will give to me.&lt;br /&gt;--- Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-1934814311317818232?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/1934814311317818232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=1934814311317818232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1934814311317818232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1934814311317818232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-for-today.html' title='Just for Today'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-6185277834818065342</id><published>2008-07-30T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T00:12:25.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i327.photobucket.com/albums/k471/kim_copta/friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i327.photobucket.com/albums/k471/kim_copta/friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i337.photobucket.com/albums/n384/rea76/010Q002exNE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i337.photobucket.com/albums/n384/rea76/010Q002exNE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One person that makes life worth living are our circle of friends. Within them , one rises to be our very best friend. Close to our heart, oftentimes much more than our immediate family. Sharing comes on each everyday lives. Knowing each other strength..desires..dreams..goals..and even the innermost secret of our self. Truly one true good friend will not spare any value, they are one of our precious blessings. Moments with them will forever linger and treasured as the most important part of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All The Wealth of the World Could Not Buy You A Friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nor Pay You For The Loss Of One. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/8145272800228190132-6185277834818065342?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/6185277834818065342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=6185277834818065342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/6185277834818065342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/6185277834818065342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/07/friend-value.html' title='A Friend Value'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-610921639172020172</id><published>2008-07-02T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:50:04.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Education</title><content type='html'>One of the precious blessing of "homo sapien" , when absorb and retain to each mind gives the foundation on living and sharing the best information that could be useful in all undertakings in life. The knowledge arm an individual to be well aware and use its consituents to gain the peak of human achievement. The will to share and contribute to development of society and fellow man will reflect on the preference and attitude gain from such education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Malcolm S. Forbes, 1917-1990, American Publisher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-610921639172020172?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/610921639172020172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=610921639172020172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/610921639172020172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/610921639172020172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-education.html' title='On Education'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-8606791931692123976</id><published>2008-05-16T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T07:10:19.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still and Keep on the Right Track</title><content type='html'>I have found few lines very meaningful to reflect on how to handle life's challenges and struggles on day to day living, it goes along to say that most will always be on with the test of times and people we encounter in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do good anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Succeed anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Do good anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be honest and frank anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The biggest person with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest person with the smallest mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Think big anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Build anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People really need help but may attack if you help them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Help people anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give the world the best you have and you might get kicked in the teeth. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Give the world the best you've got anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The desire to do good will always achieve its purpose!!&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/8145272800228190132-8606791931692123976?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/8606791931692123976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=8606791931692123976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/8606791931692123976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/8606791931692123976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/05/be-still-and-keep-on-right-track.html' title='Be Still and Keep on the Right Track'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-1959588327200630071</id><published>2008-05-14T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:54:03.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving with all our heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd171/Kristina717/heart-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i225.photobucket.com/albums/dd171/Kristina717/heart-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loving relationship is one in which the loved one is free to be himself - to laugh with me, but never at me; to cry with me, but never because of me; to love life, to love himself, to love being loved. Such a relationship is based upon freedom and can never grow in a jealous heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo Buscaglia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image courtesy of kristina717 photobucket&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-1959588327200630071?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/1959588327200630071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=1959588327200630071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1959588327200630071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1959588327200630071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/05/loving-with-all-our-heart.html' title='Loving with all our heart'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-4674255124183603932</id><published>2008-04-14T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:43:57.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><content type='html'>As normal human being we are always prone to stress and emotional burden as we go on with our daily life. There is no such formula to get rid or escape with such feelings. Our mind and body natural reaction is just a part of life itself. It is within us on how  we could at least alleviate the anxiety, fears, depression and all others. Have some quotes which might help...try to medidate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes from few famous quote writers during their time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your life in doubts and fears: spend yourself on the work before you, well assured that the right performance of this hour's duties will be the best preparation for the hours or ages that follow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine every day to be the last of a life surrounded with hopes, cares, anger and fear. The hours that come unexpectedly will be much the more grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of each. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry David Thoreau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-4674255124183603932?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/4674255124183603932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=4674255124183603932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/4674255124183603932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/4674255124183603932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2008/04/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-4031243902397217082</id><published>2007-11-30T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T09:00:33.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bridge</title><content type='html'>There was once a bridge which spanned a large river. During most of the day the bridge sat with its length running up and down the river paralleled with the banks, allowing ships to pass thru freely on both sides of the bridge. But at certain times each day, a train would come along and the bridge would be turned sideways across the river, allowing a train to cross it.&lt;br /&gt;A switchman sat in a small shack on one side of the river where he operated the controls to turn the bridge and lock it into place as the train crossed. One evening as the switchman was waiting for the last train of the day to come, he looked off into the distance thru the dimming twilight and caught sight of the trainlights. He stepped to the control and waited until the train was within a prescribed distance when he was to turn the bridge. He turned the bridge into position, but, to his horror, he found the locking control did not work. If the bridge was not securely in position it would wobble back and forth at the ends when the train came onto it, causing the train to jump the track and go crashing into the river. This would be a passenger train with many people aboard.&lt;br /&gt;He left the bridge turned across the river, and hurried across the bridge to the other side of the river where there was a lever switch he could hold to operate the lock manually. He would have to hold the lever back firmly as the train crossed. He could hear the rumble of the train now, and he took hold of the lever and leaned backward to apply his weight to it, locking the bridge. He kept applying the pressure to keep the mechanism locked. Many lives depended on this man's strength.&lt;br /&gt;Then, coming across the bridge from the direction of his control shack, he heard a sound that made his blood run cold. "Daddy, where are you?" His four-year-old son was crossing the bridge to look for him. His first impulse was to cry out to the child, "Run! Run!" But the train was too close; the tiny legs would never make it across the bridge in time. The man almost left his lever to run and snatch up his son and carry him to safety.&lt;br /&gt;But he realized that he could not get back to the lever. Either the people on the train or his little son must die. He took a moment to make his decision. The train sped safely and swiftly on its way, and no one aboard was even aware of the tiny broken body thrown mercilessly into the river by the onrushing train. Nor were they aware of the pitiful figure of the sobbing man, still clinging tightly to the locking lever long after the train had passed.&lt;br /&gt;They did not see him walking home more slowly than he had ever walked: to tell his wife how their son had brutally died.&lt;br /&gt;Now if you comprehend the emotions which went this man's heart, you can begin to understand the feelings of our Father in Heaven when He sacrificed His Son to bridge the gap between us and eternal life. Can there be any wonder that He caused the earth to tremble and the skies to darken when His Son died? How does He feel when we speed along thru life without giving a thought to what was done for us thru Jesus Christ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-4031243902397217082?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/4031243902397217082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=4031243902397217082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/4031243902397217082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/4031243902397217082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2007/11/bridge.html' title='The Bridge'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-135652521323473799</id><published>2007-11-30T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:47:21.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Happiness and Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Men spend their lives in anticipations,—in determining to be vastly happy at some period when they have time. But the present time has one advantage over every other—it is our own. Past opportunities are gone, future have not come. We may lay in a stock of pleasures, as we would lay in a stock of wine; but if we defer the tasting of them too long, we shall find that both are soured by age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charles Caleb Colton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is only one way to happiness, and that is to cease worrying things which are beyond the power of our will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Epictetus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our minds are as different as our faces: we are all traveling to one destination; --happiness; but few are going by the same road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Charles Caleb Colton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness depends upon ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aristotle&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/8145272800228190132-135652521323473799?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/135652521323473799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=135652521323473799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/135652521323473799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/135652521323473799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-happiness-and-success.html' title='On Happiness and Success'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-8708510690675905942</id><published>2007-11-30T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T08:39:34.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes about Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;La Bruyere&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/8145272800228190132-8708510690675905942?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/8708510690675905942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=8708510690675905942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/8708510690675905942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/8708510690675905942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2007/11/quotes-about-life.html' title='Quotes about Life'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-1631114194074080361</id><published>2007-10-10T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T05:49:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt; is essential in all loving relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Without it one person becomes suspicious, anxious and fearful and the other person feels wrapped and emotionally suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You cannot love someone completely unless you trust them completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Act as if your relationship with the person you love will never end&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of the ways you can tell whether a person is right for you is to ask yourself, “Do I trust them completely and unreservedly?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the answer is “no”, think carefully before making a commitment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-1631114194074080361?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/1631114194074080361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=1631114194074080361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1631114194074080361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1631114194074080361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-trust.html' title='On Trust'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-7163727762312710356</id><published>2007-10-10T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T05:45:08.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View from a Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; is like a view from the window.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t change the windoe even if you don’t like it,&lt;br /&gt;but you can change the way you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;Then you will see how &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;beautiful life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-7163727762312710356?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/7163727762312710356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=7163727762312710356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/7163727762312710356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/7163727762312710356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2007/10/view-from-window.html' title='View from a Window'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-1142069245359385268</id><published>2007-06-27T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:48:52.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/hc/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/hc/images/gemini.gif" border="0" alt="Gemini" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/hc/" target="new"&gt;Myspace Zodiac Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-1142069245359385268?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/1142069245359385268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=1142069245359385268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1142069245359385268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/1142069245359385268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/2007/06/gemini.html' title='Gemini'/><author><name>Ric</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8145272800228190132.post-4366475048518094635</id><published>2007-06-25T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:51:52.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation from great men'/><title type='text'>Thoughts Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If a man could have half his wishes he could double his troubles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he will never be disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Benjamin Franklin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8145272800228190132-4366475048518094635?l=rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rick-wordstoliveby.blogspot.com/feeds/4366475048518094635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8145272800228190132&amp;postID=4366475048518094635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/4366475048518094635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8145272800228190132/posts/default/4366475048518094635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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